Missing
Chapter 1
"If your father doesn't get home soon, we're starting dinner without him," I mumble, angrier than I should . Prim, my daughter, over hears me.
"Why you mad, mommy?"
"I'm not mad, sweetie, mommy's just a little worried about daddy, that's it."
"Why you worry?"
"You needn't worry about it honey, just please eat your dinner." She complies and starts to eat, when Jace walks in.
"Daddy!" Prim abandons her food, and gives Jace a flying hug. He stumbles back in surprise, just barely catching her. He smiles as he regains his composure.
"What's up, baby?" I continue to eat as he takes his spot at the table.
"Good evening, Annabeth! How was your day?" I continue to eat without looking up.
"Aw, come on. What did I do?" I continue to ignore him. He gets the point, and dismisses Prim. "Prim, go get ready for bed. I'll tuck you in, in a few minutes."
"But daddy…"
"Come on, Prim. It's past your bedtime anyways."
"Okay." She sighed, and she trudged off to bed.
He waits until she's left, and turns toward me, "Okay, so what did I do?"
"You really don't know?" I was on the brink of blowing up on him.
"Should I be scared?"
"Well," I start off on him, slowly raising my voice as I talk. "You're always late for dinner, and this is the first time you've actually been home soon enough to send Prim to bed. And even more so, we have to leave in three years, and you aren't even bothered to spend time with her instead of your ratty crew!" By now I'm steaming, and yelling to the point of yelling.
"What do you mean twee years?" Prim says from the doorway.
Snap.
"Prim, baby girl, come here." I motioned for her to come sit on my lap. She walked up, sat on my lap, and leaned her head on my shoulder.
"When mommy and I turn 18 years old, we have to go away." Jace starts.
"For how long?"
"Forever, sweetie. It's how life works. When we leave you will be put with another mommy and daddy."
"But I wove you, I don't wanna leabe", she says, with tears in her voice.
I take my turn to explain,"Baby, it's okay, the same thing happened to us when our parents left. We didn't understand why they left, and still don't, but someday we will see each other again when you turn 18. You still have us for 3 more years," I look up at him, "and we'll make the most of those 3 years, so go to bed okay?."
"Otay mommy," she kisses me then walks over to Jace and kisses him. "Nigh-night, I wove you".
"Love you too, baby," Jace and I said simultaneously.
She waddles tiredly to bed, and I turn to glare at Jace. "Good night." I say shortly, and storm off to bed.
"Goodness, what have I gotten myself into?" Jace mumbles behind me, and I slam the bedroom door.