1 Hidden Family Chapter 1
Thirteen years later
Emma POV
It had been years since I had escaped and from what my inside source tells me Sean was pissed when he found me gone he had his crew looking for me for three years until, Mia told me he kind of just gave up and turned into a bitter man when dealing with outsiders.
It hurt that he gave up but I knew he would eventually and a part of me is alright with it. I had my daughter to think about my little Adelynn Manuela Christine Hope Yorke
After leaving I ended up in Washington and seeing how I knew I couldn't use my real last name anymore so I took JT's as a sort of debt to him.
I was no longer Emma Cameron wife of notorious gang leader Sean Cameron, I was now Emma York a single mom who started her own animal rescue foundation and worked now as a veterinarian. While my daughter Adelynn is a thriving thirteen year old in her last year in middle school being her father's daughter she of course had to go out with her name etched in every person's minds at the school. She at that moment was at yet another detention while I was heading to the office.
I was almost there when I dropped my cell on the floor bending down and grabbing it I raised up in time to see another car slam into me and that's when my world went dark.
Sean's POV
I sat in my office angry, angry at my company's latest report, angry at Jay and Spinner for messing up the heist last night and mostly I was angry at myself for still not knowing where Emma was after all these years. I came home expecting her to be here waiting in me but instead I was told of her disappearance and my men's inability to find my wife.
I can still remember the day I found out she was missing like it was yesterday. I remember the pain I felt in my gut, and I didn't like it. Jay told me everything that had happened from that day. How she had been acting weird, how she had insisted on going alone to the restroom. How the last time he saw she was driving away in a car. That all he knew. He couldn't remember the make and model, the licence plate. And he and Spinner argued over and over on the color of the damn car.
Her disappearance became everyone's obsession. And as soon as I released I joined the obsession. Without Emma everything slowly began to change. Unbeknownst to us, she was the glue that kept everything and everyone together. The days turned into weeks, then into months and then years. And as time moved I began to sink deeper and deeper into a pit of depression. I lost count of the times I woke up from a night of drinking only to pass out and wake up with a hangover from hell. I OD twice and the final breaking moment happened on the fourth anniversary of her disappearance. Every lead we had, had run dry months ago we had no clues as to where or how to find her. Suddenly I couldn't handle the pain anymore. I just wanted the pain to stop. I locked myself in mine and Emma's room. Grabbed my hand gun and put it against my head ready to blow my brains out. I just couldn't take it anymore. And then just as I was about to pull a trigger something caught my eye. Hanging on the wall beside Emma vanity was the picture we had taken the night of our very first date. I stared and looked at it for what seemed like an eternity. And I knew that no matter how much pain her leaving had caused me I couldn't risk that someday she might finally come home only to find out I had killed myself over her leaving. I couldn't give her that pain and guilt my death would have caused. I suddenly found the hope I had lost so long ago. I would never stop looking for her I knew. But things needed to change around here. I wanted her to be proud of me when she came home.
I opened up Cameron Custom Cars soon after my little revelation, now had sixteen locations all over Ontario. We were still in the gang business but now we focus more on keeping the city safe, sure we still stole but it was more like a Robin Hood sort of thing. We brought justice for those who couldn't get it themselves. We were still feared all over. We were far from pansy's we just had respect that went along with that fear. The city feared us but they for the majority also loved us. We kept drugs out, the violence low, and made sure that the under dogs were cared for.
Our system also changed. Our ladies were respected and treasured more, so were our families. I saw now that problems even before Emma had left she had argued with me on how the wives and girlfriends were treated I had simply dismissed all she said and after four more arguments I banned her from bringing up the subject again, now I realize how right she had been all along.
And now here I sat.
It had been thirteen years since Emma had left, nine since the revelation. Things were finally how I wanted them to be. And now I wanted my Queen home so she could see all I had done.
I could hear the phone ringing but I knew someone else would answer it. I turned when I heard my office door burst open. "Uh boss it's Emma" from the way Jay said that I knew something was wrong. "What about her?" I tried to sound disgusted but I couldn't even after all these years I was still in love with her.
"We found her"
I wouldn't have believed him if it weren't for his face, which held a mix of relief and anger.
"But there's something else," I nodded to him to go on, "she's been in an accident, she was hit this morning and fell into a coma, the doctor doesn't know if she'll wake up"
"Where?"
"Astoria Washington"
"Get the plane ready I want to leave immediately."
"Sure thing boss" he left as quickly as he came. Opening up my desk drawer I pick up the picture hidden in it. It was of me and Emma's first date the one that had gone so horribly wrong. "Gotcha Em"
Changed up this chapter some and had some more back story of what happened while Emma was gone. xoxo review please
