My dad explained to me why I had to stay with him that I was in said "kitten I always wanted to keep you and your mom out of trouble you guys are the one thing I have ever been proud of the only thing I care about ,you both taught me how to be strong,brave,kind,and codependent without any of you I would be like my father your grandpa I can't be like him and neither can you I had to stay away of the gang life would suck you in like it did with me" I was crying I had cried but not like this. I hadn't cried this much since the day my dad left but I was angry.

I looked at his eyes and said " the worst thing you could have ever done was leave. I needed a dad someone who was overprotective and who would be there for me who would be there when mom was in one of her moods , who was there when mom was not, who made me feel safe. I needed to have someone to eat cookies with at 3:00 in the morning when I could not sleep I needed you to be there. Staying is the best thing you could have ever done leaving was the worst do you know how many school dances,soccer games, talent shows,gymnastics tournament,dance recitals, martial arts tournaments, swimming lessons, school debates, PTA meetings, Christmases New Years, Halloweens, report cards, and the most important thing birthdays". He was upset he had a guilty look on his face I looked straight at his eyes and said "did you even know that today is my birthday" I started to cry I just was angry and sad

He went up to me and hugged me and I hugged him back he whispered in my ear and said "I will never leave you"

for the first time in a long time I believed my dad he was telling me the truth and I knew that I had to stay here If I was to be safe but from what exactly that was the question everyone was asking, who the hell was after me and why would they give a heads up saying they kidnapped me. That just means one thing we're dealing with a

smart ass too bad he/she does not even know who they are messing with because I am a genius.

My dad had introduced me to everyone , by everyone he means guard 1, guard 2 ,guard 3, guard 4 ,guard 5 and continue that until 100 my dad sure as hell was safe. He was kinda like the president had people following him everywhere it was little really creepy but my dad is a head gang person? I do not remember what he called himself anyway. He wanted to show me his house and my house he had built a small shelter right next to this huge mansion and then he showed me to the rooms in the house there was a lot but mostly just manly rooms. There was a boxing gym, gun storage, kitchen, man cave, dads bedroom, master bathroom, bathroom, bedroom guest bedroom, gun range who would put a gun range in a house it was crazy. Then my dad went out of the house and showed me where I would sleep I saw this Mansion it was so beautiful.

I looked at him and asked "is this all for me" I was excited until he said "yes it is, but Kitten you have to buy furniture, clothes, food, TV, and toiletries because we can't go back to Chicago to get your stuff ". I looked at my dad and said "oh my god dad where am I going to get the money that may cost thousands I don't have that type of money and how will I buy clothes and shoes and food and everything and where am I going to school I am still 16 I have to get an education and while I was panicking my dad put his hand on my shoulder and said "I got it you pick out the furniture and clothes and I will pay for everything and you will go to whatever school you want to go I can give you whatever you want kitten just give me a list and I will have someone send out for it and you don't have to worry I got it oh and while you're decorating the house you can stay in this room okay now go inside it is getting cold " I looked at him and said "dad can you send someone to get me deodorant, pajamas, a bra ,and underwear" . He nodded and then snapped his fingers and a guy showed up he whispered in his ear and he ran off

Then I was walking back to the house when it hit me he said can't go back to Chicago I marched back and said "BACK TO CHICAGO WHERE AM I DAD WHERE THE HELL DID YOU TAKE ME" he looked at me and got scared he said "I-I-I moved you from Chicago to New York I needed to make sure that you were safe". I screamed "OH MY GOD MOM IS GONNA KILL ME WHAT AM I GOING TO DO" My dad said "I called your mom she said "that it was fine but if I hurt her she will catch me and kill me and she will like it but you have to call her everyday and visit every other weekend". Okay I went to the room and waited to get my things when I got them I took a shower and got changed into my pajamas and I went around to explore the house.