Elizabeth's POV
"Do you see that guy?" My best friend Katie Cohen whispered to me, grabbing my arm. "He's behind us and has been following us for the last 5 blocks."
I slowly turned around and saw a man with a scraggly beard, standing behind a car, staring at me like I'm his property. "Yeah, I see him and I'm getting really freaked out now." I whispered back. "Let's get to school faster." I whispered picking up my pace as Katie picked up hers. As we were walking, I quickly turned my head to see the man still following us "He's following us. Walk even faster. " I said to Katie, as we walked quickly the rest of the way to Elmer High School.
Roger's POV
It was a slow day at the The Life Cafe, I guess one of the perks of owning The Life Cafe is that whenever things are slow, I usually go to go the Owners office and play my guitar until things pick back up. There were three people in the restaurant, so I went to the back of the restaurant to the owner's office and picked up my guitar and started humming and strumming when the phone rang. I gave an exasperated sigh and put down my guitar and went over to my desk and picked up the phone.
"Hello?" I said into the phone.
"Hello, Roger. It's been a long time." The eerily familiar voice said back.
"Who is this?" I asked.
"You don't remember? We used to be so close. You, me and April."
The mention of April's name sent me sinking into my desk chair. "Blake?" I said timidly, hoping I was wrong.
"You got it."
Blake Willis used to be me and April's drug dealer, I stopped buying from him after Elizabeth was born and after April died.
"I don't mean to sound rude, but what do you want?"
"I believe that Elizabeth is actually my daughter."
I sat there, shocked. That is impossible. April may have been a lot of things but she wasn't a cheater and I was told Elizabeth looked exactly like me. "I'm sorry but you are wrong. Elizabeth is my daughter."
"A few months before April became pregnant with Elizabeth, April and I spent a tonight together while you were off playing a gig. Elizabeth is my daughter."
"I feel like I should ask you this, Are you still dealing drugs?"
"That's not the point, Elizabeth is my daughter and I want her back."
At this point, I stood up and angrily said "Elizabeth is my daughter! She looks me!"
"You know, Elizabeth looks just like April with that green shirt she is wearing. It brings out her eyes."
"How did you know...Elizabeth is wearing a green shirt?" I asked shakily into the phone.
I heard the dial tone.
