With the book shoved toward her she dropped her pistols almost instantly. The book entered her hands and her finger ran down the worn spine slowly, happy to have something of her mothers in her hand. She smiled slightly admiring the faded blue cover. She folded open the cover of the book, seeing her mom's signature in black ink at the top right corner of the first page. She looked at the top edge of the book seeing 6 little pieces of paper sticking out at different sections. She flipped to the first one and began to read.<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">'The date is January the 7th, and I find myself growing increasingly doubtful. We have tried and tried again to have a child, but I have had no luck in the matter. Markus is starting to think we cannot, but I will not take no for an option. I want more than anything to be called "mommy", to have all my extra love overflow onto this child. Until then I shall pray, and hope for some good news.' </span><br/><br/>Neferet flipped to another section wanting to read more.<br/><span style="font-style: italic">'It's a girl, according to the ultrasound. Markus is so happy, it is great to see that gleam in his eye again. He is ready to be a father, but he has to wait a few more months. I have been sharing his happiness as well, I am excited to finally have something to complete the family picture. Mother won't stop talking about it, but I guess she is about as excited as the rest of us.'<br/><br/>'Neferet Rae Blanch 6lbs 3oz. She is beautiful, I never thought something so small could make my heart grow so big. Markus and I have never been happier, and we want to have another when we get the chance. Until then our hands will be quite full taking care of Nef. I thank the day I met Drake, were it not for him I would not be a mother. I just dread the day that comes in 3 years.'</span><br/><br/>Growing increasingly interested her mother's writing she flipped another page quickly, wanting to ready more and more.<br/><span style="font-style: italic">'He had arrived, and we had ran. We lit our house on fire with him inside it, all I could manage to take was this journal and Nef.  We have lost everything, but that was the only way we saw that would get us to keep our daughter, even if it is just for a little bit longer. We have arranged to sail over to America, I will miss France, but I believe we can be safer in New York. Drake will never get my little angel, no matter the cost. We will be a family...forever'<br/><br/>'We are living happily in our new home in New York. We need to move every so often to get Drake off our trail. It was all well worth it, I got my see my baby reach 10 years just the other day. Raising her had proven difficult, but I cherish  every moment I spent with her. Nef will never be his. She is mine. MINE. No one can ever take her from me.'</span><br/><br/>The final scrap of paper stood near the end of the book, she flipped to it seeing a sloppy written paragraph from her mother. Small spots of blood covered the page.<br/><span style="font-style: italic">'I love you Neferet, your father holds the same love for you too. Drake is here and I am afraid there is no running this time. Please listen when I say I wish I NEVER took the chance of giving you up. You are the world to me. But I wanted a family, at whatever cost, I just never expected I actuall HAD to give you up when you turned three. I was too blind to notice that. I am so sorry chickadee.' -With love, your mother, Phoebe Blanch. </span><br/><br/>By now Neferet had tears rolling down her face she sank to the ground clutching the book close to her heart. She loved her mother and her father, she was too young to understand what was going on in their life. All she knew at that point was she was happy with them. She looked up at Drake her eyes glaring with intense rage. She grabbed one pistol off the ground with her right hand, the book in the left.<br/><br/>"I will NEVER be YOURS!" She screamed at him emptying the rounds of her gun in his direction. She wish it did  more damage, she wish she could kill him as brutally as her parents were killed in front of her eyes.<br/><br/>"You are morbid! You think a child is a fair trade for a gift? YOU THINK MY LIFE IS THAT FUCKING MEANINGLESS THAT I CAN JUST BE TRADED OFF?!" She rose to her feet, "What am I to you then, what use am I to you?! What could ever be so important that my parents needed to die?!"<br/>She sobbed her body shaking with anger, "I...HATE...YOU..." She said through clenched teeth.