Chapter 4
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[Madison's POV(first person)]
We, me and my new husband Travis, came back late last night. We spent, again, wasted hours on the streets, searching through homeless shealters, looking for my son Nick. I woke up in the middle of the night to a sound I haven't woken up to in over 1 1/2 decades. It was a toddler crying "Mama! Mommy!" I rose, curious who's baby it was. The crying suddenly stopped, which made me even more curious. I went to Nick's room, where the noise came from. When I opened the door, I saw Alicia, my daughter sitting on the bed with an approxamitly 2 year old curled up to her chest, while she sang lullaby's to him. Then I heard a hiss behind me. When I turned around I saw a young, blonde, obvious highly pregnant, just in her underwear dressed woman with a knife in her hand while spitting the words "Back away from my family!" right in my face. Who was that girl? Why is she thinking I was dangerous? Was that her son? Why was she in my house? Then I heard Alicia's soft voice "Honey, please put that knife down. That's my mom. She's not going to harm anyone of us. She's not like your mother" That girl let her weapon drop to the floor, saying "I'm so sorry" while tears were welling up in her eyes. My daughter rushed over to her, taking her into her arms while muttering "It's ok. Everything's ok. You're safe. I'm here. I'm protecting you. You can let your guard down with me by your side!" I had so many questions: Was that unborn baby Nick's and Alicia was trying to fix the things he left behind? Where they homeless? What did that hint about the girl's mother mean? Where they healthy? How did they meet? But I wasn't going to get a single one of them answered, because Alicia just pulled the girl with her, telling her, they would just go back to sleep. "Alicia?" I asked hoping for any kind of explanation. But she just said "Mom, please go back to bed. I've got things under control." I did as I was told and smiled proudly, atleast with her I did a good raising.