Stepping very the threshed of the airport, I found myself looking around at unfamiliar scenery. The sun was high in the sky and the day was hot. I pulled my only bag, filled with all my possessions closer to me as I made my was threw the busy hustle of people walking briskly and they spoke rapidly into their phone or sipping coffee, some people even did both. I put my head down and mad my way through people to get to the other side of the road. I walked down the street until I came to a huge mall and set myself down on the edge of the water fountain and pulled out the old musty book that was my mom's diary. It was the only source of information I had on who my father was. This dairy was filled with all my mother's thoughts on my father and what she felt when she was with him. It even said that she left him as soon as she found out she was pregnant to get rid of me but by the time she found out it was too late and she was stuck with me, so she left my father without even telling him she was pregnant.

Most people would have been upset to find out that her mother didn't want her and as soon as she found out she was pregnent she went to try and have an abortion, but I knew what my mom was like. She was not a good mother or even a nice woman, well not to me anyway. She never liked me. I was the annoying little torn in her foot which she couldn't shack off no matter how much she tried. I was able to deal with it but taking my anger and frustration out at the gym where I fought other fighters like me and I was able to get some extra cash. I worked as a waitress to earn more money for myself and I did really well in school, just so I could get out of my mother's way and get myself my own house, another reason why I have a job. Everything changed though, when she got a boyfriend. I took extra shifts at work to get more money I did more underground fights to get more money and I spent most of my time in school and the library so I didn't fall behind and get off the honor roll- I was in the running for a scholarship to really good collages, not just because of my academics but because of the track team. I joined as much things as I could so I spent less time at the house with my mom and her boyfriend; I even snuck in instead of going through the front door. I managed to get enough money for a one way plane ticket and some money to last a few days in a shitty motel room. Sighing, I came back into reality and put the book back in my bag and got up, only to be thrown back into the water fountain.

Gasping, I got up from the fountain to hear people snickering. I rolled my eyes and coughed, dragging myself and my heavy clothes from the fountain. A blonde girl was standing in front of me with her hands to her mouth as if to stop a gasp. Normally I would have punched her in the face, but I couldn't. I rolled my eyes and grabbed my dry bag and started to walk off, going to find a motel that would take in a seventeen year old girl- not that age matters and I have my fake ID with me.

"I am so sorry!" The blonde girl gasped as I walked passed her and to the map of the area, hugging my arms around my body to try and keep my as warm as possible. "Please let me help! It's my fault you're all wet!" I snorted and turned around to her.

"Forget it. It's fine." Turning back to the board I grabbed my bag and slung it around my shoulder and walked off.

"My name is Lissa!" She called after me and I rolled my eyes and continued to walk not even looking back. I walked into the mall and went to find the bathroom so I could change into my only other spare clothes.

I changed in the stall when footsteps sounded in the bathroom and stopped. I rolled my eyes, suspecting to it was and dumped all the wet clothes into the bag taking out the diary to keep it dry. As I walked out, I wasn't surprised to see the blonde girl and turned to wash my hands and dried them. I even went to dry my hair as best as I could with the hand dryer before putting it up into a bun and went back to wash my face.

"I'm really sorry. Is there anything I can do for you?" She asked and I turned to her. I wasn't going to hurt her, but she was starting to piss me off. I'm not a charity case, I never was and I hated when people gave me pity. I hated it. It showed others that I was weak, just like how I don't cry. I don't let anyone to see my weakness because once someone finds out about your weakness, it's all over and they will put you down and use that weakness to hurt you.

"I said forget it!" I snapped having enough of all the shit she was saying. I know she was being nice, but I didn't do nice. I was the complete opposite of nice. I was the devil, at least that is what I want to be and what I want others to see me as. I mean people at home thought my faveourate color was black but it was red and blue. People thought I had anger issues because I fight underground and at school and wherever and maybe I did have anger issues, but the reason why I fight is to get all the anger out of my system, get all the anger and hatred I have towards my mother and her boyfriend, but also my father even if I didn't know who he was, even if he didn't know I existed, even if my mother never told him about me and she left him- okay maybe I did have anger issues and maybe I did need a therapist, but I fight because I needed the money. I needed the money to get out of here so I could go and find my father. I needed the money to get away. I needed and wanted to get away.

"Where are you staying? I could drive you?" She offered. I debated on whether or not to go. I mean, it would save me money but then again, I didn't even know where I was staying so I just picked up my bag and the diary and shook my head.

"It's fine. I have to find a place." I opened the door and hid behind a wall when Lissa popped her head out from the bathroom and looked around, mumbling something as she went. I sighed once she was out of sight.

LPOV

"Christian, stop!" I giggled and jumped away from him. Every one of my friends gagged and rolled their eyes which made me laugh even harder.

"Shut up!" Christian growled and laughed picking me up and spinning me around. We were heading to the mall with everyone and we were messing around before actually going in.

"Yeah guys! Oh Dimka! Don't you think that's cute?" Tasha asked grabbing onto Dimitri's arms and crushing herself to his side. I rolled my eyes. The poor guy. He didn't like Tasha and that was easily seen to everyone but her. He even said that he had a girlfriend but it was a long distance thing, but he was in love with her and only her but we didn't really believe him because even his own family knew nothing about her and he told his family everything.

"Yes, Tasha. They are very cute together." He mumbled but it was obvious he wasn't paying attention to anyone. He was looking at the water fountain, the one where we were walking towards. Tasha huffed and laughed, running towards her twin brother, Christian and me, but shoved me towards the fountain, right into a girl who went straight into the fountain.

I gasped and held my hands to my mouth and stood with wide eyes as she came out and Tasha started to snicker.

"I am so sorry!" I gasped looking down at her. She was very small but very beautiful. "Please let me help! It's my fault you're all wet!" She snorted and walked towards the map on the wall.

"Forget it. It's fine." She turned her back on me and picked up her bag and slung it over her shoulder. "My name is Lissa!" I called after her and growled as I turned to Tasha. Dimitri was looking after the girl in shock, but I ignored him. "Look what you did!" I yelled and ran after the girl.

I followed her into the bathroom and watched as she came out in new clothes with a book in her hand and went to wash her hands and try her hair with the hand dryer.

"I'm really sorry. Is there anything I can do for you?" I asked and a fire burned in her eyes and I took a step back.

"I said forget it!" she snapped and I swallowed, but I was not going to give up.

"Where are you staying? I could drive you?" I offered but she shut me down again. Gosh she was stubborn.

"It's fine. I have to find a place." She said and left the bathroom. I picked up a picture that fell from her book and looked in shock as I saw who it was. My dad's partner and best friend Abe Mazur. Shocked I went after her to question her as to why she had a picture of him- was she a spy sent to kill him? But she was already gone. I sighed and went back to my friends and 'accidentally' bumped into Tasha as I went and went to Christian looking at the picture. Christian laughed.

"Babe? Why do you have picture of a handsome guy in your hand?" Christian asked, jealousy in his words. Viktoria laughed and looked at the picture as he face turned up.

"That's Abe!" She laughed at Christian's face which was going red as everyone laughed at him, but Dimitri.

"Hello? Earth to Dimitri?" I asked waving my hands in front of his face but he was still looking in the direction of the fountain and then the bathroom shocked. When he did snap out of it, he didn't say a word, just pulled out his phone.

"Mase-"He was obviously cut off by the other person on the other end of the phone call and he was furious. If steam could come out of someone's ears, they would defiantly be coming out of Dimitri's.

"Shut up Ashford!" He yelled and I jumped back. Everyone looked at him. Dimitri was a saint, he never cursed or said a bad word about anyone, and he defiantly never got pissed. "Where is she?!" He growled.

"Dimika?" Vika asked worried, but she was concerned.

"What do you mean who? I'll you a fucking hint shall i? Who the hell calls me Comrade, is about 4'9-"He paused. "Yes. Rose. Where is she?" Tasha put her hand on his arm but he brushed her off. "Why? Well, if my girlfriend isn't at home, the club, school or the library, then she's here, but Mason, I mean it, if she is not there, god help you!" After other words he hung up, but didn't even acknowledge us, he just walked off in anger, and no amount of calling from us would get him to come back.

MPOV

"Ashford! Come on! What are you waiting for?" Jerry asked with a snicker. Tony laughed and rolled his eyes.

"He's not waiting for something but someone." Tony laughed grabbing my cheek in his hand and I rolled my eyes pulling away.

"Yeah!" Thomas laughed punching the bag and looked over at us. "A Certain girl with a great ass and-"

"Don't let her boyfriend Belikov hear that!" Jerry laughed putting emphases on the boyfriend part. I rolled my eyes just as soon as my phone rang. Speak of the devil.

"Mase-"Dimitri spoke.

"Hey Belikov! We were just talking about you!"

"Shut up Ashford!" He yelled and I laughed. I loved pissing this guy off. "Where is she?!" He growled.

"Where's who?" I asked wanting to piss him off even more- and to save my skin. If he knew Rose was not here with me, well he would freak out.

"What do you mean who? I'll you a fucking hint shall i? Who the hell calls me Comrade, is about 4'9-"He was defiantly pissed.

"Oh! You mean, Rose!" I decided to act dumb.

"Yes. Rose. Where is she?"

"Why?"

"Why? Well, if my girlfriend isn't at home, the club, school or the library, then she's here, but Mason, I mean it, if she is not there, god help you!" He was seriously worried, but then again, he was always worried about Rose. They did have this long distance relationship and he did love her and her him. I loved her but I knew she only loved me as a friend.

"Okay Dimitri! She's not here. I'll see if she's at school. She might have done some extra credit..." He hung up and I growled.

"We have to find Hathaway," I growled and the others nodded. She was always here at this time and we set out, but she was nowhere to be found. I really didn't want to tell Dimitri she ran away.

APOV

"You really need to relax Abe. I know you still love Janine, but it's been nearly eighteen years. If she wanted you back, she would have called." Eric, my good friend said and I sighed. I knew he was right but I still couldn't help it. I usually kept myself busy with work I rarely slept.

"I know Eric." I sighed and rubbed my face and took a sip off my coffee.

"Hey Daddy!" Eric's daughter came in and hugged her father. I smiled at the exchange and hid the jealousy that was erupting from my chest.

"Lissa, where did you get that?" I asked taking the picture from her hand and smoothing it out. There was only one person who had this picture.

"There was a girl at the mall and Tasha made me push her into the fountain- accidentally Daddy" She smiled down at Eric, "so I followed her into the bathroom and she dropped it."

"Abe?" Eric asked but I ignored him and looked at the photo.

"I'm fine, Eric." I grumbled and downed the rest of my coffee. "Where is this girl?" I asked Lissa and she shrugged.

"I don't know, she said she was finding place." Lissa looked worried. "She's not here to kill you, is she?"

"I don't know, but I'm going to find her."

RPOV

I pulled out an address book from the phone booth and looked up my father. His name was all over the diary- his full name, his short name- even his nickname. I shuddered as I found the address and ripped it out and hailed a taxi- I didn't know where I was going.

The taxi stopped in front of huge gates and I thanked him and handed him the money. I walked up to the gate and tried to open it, when to huge guys came and growled.

"What do you think you're doing?" one asked and I sighed.

"I'm looking for Ibrahim Mazur." I said confidently. They snickered and laughed.

"Go away kid." They shoved and I growled and looked after them. I sighed and started to walk off when I spotted a wall that was very close to a tree. I snickered and laughed but rolled my eyes. These guys were so stupid! I jumped up and took a hold of the tree branch and climbed up the tree and over the wall and jumped. I landed hard on my legs and I grunted.

I shattered my leg a few months ago and I was still getting use to the pain and I didn't have the brace on. I shook off the pain and stumbled across the yard and found an open window. For someone who has huge guys at the front gate, you think they would have them all over, but no. It was very easy to get into this huge house. It was too easy.

"What are you doing here?" A deep voice growled. I flinched back but stood tall.

"I told you. I'm looking for Ibrahim Mazur." I said boldly. The men growled and pretty soon, I was part of a huge fight. Punches were being thrown everywhere and I was dodging all of them and throwing in some of my own, but I was really outnumbered and eventually I was restrained no matter how much I struggled.

"What is going on here?" An angry voice boomed threw the house and then a man walked out and faced us. My father. "Who are you?" He asked.

"I'm Rose-"

"Okay, Rose. I'm not interested in any Girl Scout cookies or whatever-"

"Look at me! DO I really look like a girl scout?" I snickered at the thought.

"Just leave!" He yelled and I was dragged away, my mom's diary falling as I was dragged out of the house and thrown out of the house and onto my shattered knee. I shattered it last month or something and I had to wear this brace if I was fighting or anything.

I started to walk aimlessly. I had no money left, nowhere to sleep. My father just kicked me out basically. I found myself in a park and then it started to rain.

"What? My life isn't bad enough huh? What did I do?" I yelled and allowed silent tears to fall from my eyes as the rain covered them up. I made my way to a bridge and hid under it. "Well, it's dry." I grumbled and sat down. I didn't want to, but I fell asleep after putting on my brace.

APOV

The girl seemed oddly familiar, not that I knew her or seen her, but she looked a lot like someone I knew. While the guards grabbed the girl I saw a book fall from her hands and onto the ground. I picked it up and went to my study and started to ready it. The familiar famine script made my heart swell.

Rosemarie Hathaway was born on May 26th at 9:39 am. She is so much like her father it hurts my heart to look at her. I didn't understand why I wanted to have an abortion, sure it was to keep all ties with Abe and I down, but she is the sweatiest baby to ever be born, maybe I'm being biased but I'm allowed. I am her mother.

I will never tell her who her father is. She is mine and not his. I will not allow her to know Abe. Yes, he is her father, but I am not about to let her going and be one of the snobs. Yes, Ibrahim was not one of them and I do love him, but it is better this way.

Looking through the book it had some pictures of Janine and me and her-my daughter. The girl I just pushed out of my house. I tugged my hair and scrubbed my face, throwing a glass paper weight against the wall and watched as it shattered into thousands of pieces. Thunderous footsteps sounded and my door burst open, my bodyguards threw open the door guns raised ready to defend. I smashed my hands down onto the table.

"We are going to find that girl!" I yelled and pushed everything off my table and grabbed my jacket.

We headed for the park after checking all hotels and motels around and I grumbled. The rain was still pouring from the sky and I was already soaking. Mikhail handed me an umbrella and a spear jacket. I took the umbrella and grabbed the jacket but I didn't put it on.

"Sir!" One of my guards yelled and I took off into a run, the umbrella disappearing into the night. Grunts sounded from under the bridge. Two of my best guardians were lying in a crimpled heap on the ground. Rose stood over them, a snarl on her lips and a fire in her eyes.

"Rosemarie-"

"How do you know my full name?" She inquired. She only said her name was Rose so to have her full name spoken must have even a shock.

"You dropped your mother's diary." She rummaged through her small bag. "Here, I'll take you back to the house. You can warm up and we can talk about this when you're well rested." I draped the jacket over her shoulders and watched as she huddled into the warmth. I grabbed her bag and slung it over my shoulder as I helped her back to the car.

She fell asleep. I smiled down at my daughter.