chapter twenty two,

i see dead people, stop being a pussy

( Amaya has officially snapped )

▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂

   "You interfere with the game by alerting any type of police enforcement, including Kirby Reeds, I'll gladly gut your baby up, and return what'll be left of her in a box."

   This was the only thing that was echoing inside of their heads after Chad answered his phone, a message from Ghostface. This had ultimately left the two in complete distraught, red blood shot eyes from all the crying they have done, as now the two and including the entire group were all waiting to know if her father, and Gale Weathers were alright after the incident.

Not only was their daughter kidnapped, but Gale and Lorenzo were in a matter of life and death situation right now.

It was then that two cops had found the entire group all sitting in the chairs, and simply walking their direction, a small cough was then simply heard, "Is there an Amaya and Chad here?" Both had glanced around, it was then that Chad quickly moved his head away from Amaya's shoulder, his hand remaining on her thigh.

   "That'd be us." Chad had retorted, his voice sounding extremely shaky, and almost felt like he was about to break apart, 'cause they couldn't tell the police. . . they couldn't risk for Paloma into ending up harmed.

   Amaya remained in a state of distress, and disoriented. Why did they take their baby? She was innocent? WHY HER? She felt like a part of her was dying on the inside.

   One of the cops had quickly took his notepad out, "We can issue out an amber alert, we would also need a photo of how your daughter looks like. . . so, it'd be easy to find her." He had simply told the two.

   Mindy who quickly interrupted, "Amber alerts never work, look at how many missing children there are," She had shot back in pure venom, and it was truthful. So, many amber alerts for missing children, yet hardly are even found, "They always end up —"

It was then that Amaya had interrupted whatever Mindy could possibly say 'cause it was just causing her more stress, "Shut up, Mindy!" She had just about officially snapped that had made Mindy ultimately stop speaking from Amaya's sudden outburst, "I don't want an amber alert issued out on her, we should've never fucking told you that our daughter is missing." She had sneered at the police men in pure venom who were both shocked at her out burst as well.

Only one who knew the truth was Chad, and why she was snapping at them in anger. They couldn't risk Paloma's life. If this was the only way to be away from police radar, so fucking be it!

"Ma'am your two year old daughter has gone missing," The police had simply retorted to them, "You both did a good job in alerting us both about your missing child, and we'll do our very best to return her." He reassured both of them.

Chad who ultimately scoffed, "We'll do our best?' You people don't even know how to do your fucking job, and want us to trust you to bring our daughter back to safety!?" He had snapped at them in pure hatred, "Fuck you!" He had retorted.

   "Okay, Woah. Guys, an amber alert issued out on Paloma should help with finding her, and be returned safely." Tara had simply commented to them, attempting to reassure them.

   Bad fucking idea!

Amaya had simply ignored Tara's comment and simply standing up, and approaching both cops who had easily spoken, again, "Ma'am this is serious, please cooperate with us!" His voice raised slightly higher.

Amaya simply shook her head, "And, so am I. We don't need you help, so please do me a favor, and fuck off!" She had instantly shouted at them, "Leave us alone, and please go do your pathetic job elsewhere." She had practically shooed them away.

"Chad stop her!" Mindy whispered harshly to her own brother, she was in a state of shock on how they were both acting when their daughter is fucking missing, "I can't – we can't, Mindy. Our daughters life is in danger, especially in his hands." Chad whispered to his sister, his tears were dropping down to his pants. It was then that Mindy knew that actual reasoning on why they were doing this, and it had only made her heart drop even more.

   The policemen wouldn't take that as a hint from her, "Ma'am — please back up, or we'll have to arrest you for attempted assault on a police officer." He simply crossed his arms, staring down on Amaya who was close by his face.

   Amaya who practically scoffed at his comment before laughter escaped her own lips, "Man, fuck you too! One second you're begging to want to help us find our daughter, and now wanna attempt to arrest me for attempted assault, fuck you!" She had simply pointed her finger at him before walking past both of them, and leaving her friend group behind.

It was then that Chad had gotten up, and attempting to follow his girlfriend to wherever she was heading, only to feel one of the cops placing his hand on his chest, "We still have questions to ask you." The cop simply told him.

Chad had instantly shoved his hand away from his chest, "Get your fucking hands the fuck off of me." He snapped.

"Sit down."

──────────────

Amaya had just walked into the bathroom in pure frustration, and instantly kicking the trash bin that was right beside her, as all the trash had simply flew right out the bin, she had intertwined her fingers on her own hair, and gripping it in pure frustration.

Her daughter was missing.

Her father was in surgery, and so was her Madrina.

She had ultimately approached the mirror that was in the bathroom, gripping her hands on the sink, her blood shot red eyes that was simply allowing tears to flow down her eyes, a sob ultimately escaping her mouth before she crouched down, she felt her phone buzzing, and ultimately pulling it out.

Daniela.

She had clicked declined, she wasn't in the mood to speak to anyone, she just wanted to murder this motherfucker who had taken her daughter, it was then that she stood up, using the sink water censor to turn on allowing water to come out, and instantly throwing cold water onto her own face.

"So you're just going to stand here like a pussy, and cry?" Jill commented standing right beside her just as Amaya could see her from the mirror, "Get the fuck out of here, and go kill these motherfuckers!" She yelled at had Amaya.

Amaya quickly twisted her entire body to look at her Aunt Jill, "Get the fuck out of my head!" She had yelled at Jill, "I don't need you!" She glared at Jill.

"Apparently you do, 'cause you're a straight up fucking pussy," Jill taunted, "You are the one who simply asked for me, so here I am. . . and, surprise, surprise you're not doing shit!" She had taunted some more.

Everything to rile up Amaya to get her to kill these motherfuckers! She needed to make her her stop being a pussy by reminding her on what they have done, and to do something about it.

"I never asked for you, and I don't need you!"

Jill who sighed, "Come on, Little A. They've taken your daughter, and stabbed your dad and Godmother multiple times," She reminded her niece, "Those motherfuckers don't deserve to see the light of day! So, stop being a pussy already, and tell them who the fuck you are!" She had cheered on her niece.

Amaya who had shook her head, "I'm not you, I'm not a killer." She had attempted to fight her own urges on killing this Ghostface.

She wasn't a killer.

Jill who rolled her eyes, "Obviously, no one can ever be me! But, they've taken someone from Chad and You!" Jill reminded, again, "So do something about it!" Jill slowly approached her niece.

Amaya who shut her eyes, and felt her Aunt Jill standing right beside her, as she had simply felt her cold breath against her ear, "kill them, Little A."

It was then that Amaya had ultimately backed away. Ultimately opening up the bathroom door with a lady who was right behind the door that was just about to enter the bathroom, as Amaya walked right past her not before she had heard the lady shout.

   "Young lady, you trashed up the place!"

──────────────

    Amaya had slowly began approaching the group only to be paused by a doctor who had his arms crossed, "Amaya Delgado?" He had furrowed his eyebrows.

   "That's me, are my Madrina and Dad okay?"

   The doctor had simply remained silent for a few minutes searching for ways to say this until he had suddenly spoke to her, "Your Madrina is  alright, she suffered multiple stab wounds, but she's okay." He reassured her.

   She had taken the information in before speaking, "And what about my dad?" She had questioned him not hearing any response from him, and that was where she had suddenly felt herself beginning to tear up, "My dad!? Is he okay, please tell me he's okay?" A sob escaped her lips.

   The entire group plus Danny could all hear the entire conversation, and leaving all of them to gasp in many ways. Chad and Mindy who couldn't help it, but already tearing up. They both adored Lorenzo, he would always blast music for them, and allowed them to crash at his place with Amaya since they were kids. They just couldn't lose him.

   The doctor had suddenly spoke, "I'm not going to sugarcoat this Amaya, but we lost your father for over five minutes," He had hesitated already hearing Amaya let out a strained sob, "But, he miraculously survived." He worded out.

Amaya had felt a smile appearing on her face, and instantly hugging the doctor, "Thank you, thank!" She had mumbled out, her tears were still rolling down her own eyes, 'cause she was afraid of the outcome.

Her dad endured twenty five stab wounds.

Her friend group sighed in relief.

The doctor had simply smiled as she pulled away before speaking, again, "You can visit both of them in the morning." He had simply reassured her, his hand squeezed her shoulder before leaving her in her own thoughts.

Amaya simply walked towards her boyfriend, and wrapping her arms around him, as he instantly wrapped his around her before she had pulled away from the hug, eyes glancing at everyone.

   "What'd I miss?" She had questioned them.

   It was then that Tara had pointed her finger to her own phone as she was on mute, and on the phone with Detective Bailey before she unmuted the phone, and placing her phone close towards her own face.,

   Detective Bailey had spoken going back to the conversation he was having with them before simply being muted on the phone, "I'm getting my ass chewed up for not dropping the case. And, now you want me to do what?" He asked in pure confusion.

   It wasn't quite hard for Amaya m to figure out what they were planning, and that was into trapping Ghostface in that theater that Gale had shown them.

   Tara retorted, "We wanna lure him to a secure location to trap him." Tara had began speaking, as she remained silent and giving Detective Bailey a chance to speak.

   "And then what?"

   Tara had quickly spoken, "We execute him." Eyes glancing at her friends in approval of this, as they had all remained silent.

   Amaya couldn't help, but nod her head.

   She was all in for this.

   Tara spoke again, "Are you gonna help us?"

   Deputy Bailey what sounded had his teeth gritted, "Let's kill this son of bitch, I'm stuck here but Gale gave us the key card to the theater, it's got every surveillance and security camera's, but we can use that against him." He told them all with sincerity, "I'll call Kirby, and I'll meet you there as soon as I can. Remember travel in public more people around you, less chance he has a chance to take a shot at you before you get there."

   Tara had then hung up the phone before looking at everyone, "We can take the subway, it's surrounded by people. We have a better chance on remaining safe." She told had them.

   They had all nodded their heads.

   "Let's go!" Amaya quickly said, intertwining her hands with Chad's, as she had also found Mindys hand, and also squeezing it in simple reassurance while also giving her an apologetic smile for her behavior earlier, 'cause if they trap him chances are Paloma is also with him, and they can get their daughter back.

   They had all simply stepped out the hospital, leaving Amaya to lower down her shirt as it was quickly rising, and simply hiding the gun that she had stolen earlier tonight from her Madrina's apartment. . . something, that Chad didn't catch her doing.

   "Don't trust anyone, Little A. Well — Trust Kirby. You know her best!"

▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂

𝐀𝐮𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐫𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐞, hope you liked this chapter.

Amaya going a little crazy 🤭🤭 her
argument with Jill the ghosty.

Samantha and Amaya going to slay >>>