Roman drove us to the police station and we sat in the waiting room for what felt like hours but was probably only twenty minutes. Tanny and Grace decided it would be best to head home, while Joseph sat beside me, holding my hand.

I didn't want to be rude and pull away while he was trying to help. He whispered comforting words as we waited but all I could think about was how this woman had changed my life.

All I could think about was how she ruined my life. My career, my everything.

I heard screaming from the foyer and looked towards it, anticipating when I would see the woman.

"Have you seen her? Is she Ok? Tell her I'm sorry! I just - I needed to do it."

It took a minute for me to see her but when I did, I felt the anger leave my body. How could this woman, be the one to do this to me? How was I supposed to believe it?

But as she got closer, I could smell it. The perfume I used to buy her as a child, the same one that she still wore today because she loved it so much. The same one that she wore that day she ripped my heart out.

This woman in front of me, who smiled at me when she was pushed into an interrogation room, was supposed to be the one to hold me when I cried, whether over boys or movies. She was supposed to be there for me after I was attack, not attack me herself.

Because the woman who now sat in the interrogation room was my mother.

They had asked Raina if she wanted to interrogate her, and she easily said yes. Who wouldn't want to interrogate their own mother who had been a thorn in everyone's side since the day they were born?

As for me, I just stood in the observation room. Watching the officers talk to her. She stared at them but said nothing. Raina decided it was her turn.

As soon as she walked into the room, Raina headed straight for mother. She slapped her across the face, which led mother to glare at Na.

"How dare you?! You hurt her! You took her dream away."

Mother looked at her and shrugged, "Let me talk to Raegan."

Raina glared at her, nostrils flaring. "She can't talk to you, mother. Because you cut her freaking vocal chords!"

Mother stared straight ahead, as if trying to see me through the mirror.

"I will not speak unless it is to Raegan."

Raina stared at her for a moment before looking at me through the mirror. She shook her head, but I already looked at Detective Branson.

I nodded, and so did he.

"Get her in there. Let's see what she says."

I walked in, staring at the woman who gave birth to me. I looked at her and shook my head. She looked sad that I was disappointed in her, but said nothing yet.

I sat at the table, watching her watch me.

And then I wrote one word: why?

Mother sat up straight, and sighed. "I just wanted my baby back."

I glared at her.

"Ok, ok. Richard called me a couple days ago, talking about how you made him resort to drugs. It didn't sound like you, but I knew it was my opportunity to see you become yourself again.

"You've changed, Rae. Since the day Richard gave you the deal, you've changed. You don't smile as much, or laugh. All you ever do is sing. I couldn't handle it anymore.

"Richard told me his plan. Of course I didn't want to kill you, just get my daughter back. So I did my research. 'How to cut vocal chords without killing.' It was pretty simple actually. Just cut a little deep, but not too deep. I practiced on a few dummies. People who weren't known. Nobodies."

Everything she said chilled me to the bone. I shook my head.

"How did you figure it out?"

I wrote for her, You were wearing the perfume I bought you for Christmas two years ago. It was then I remembered, I also bought those gloves for you too.

"You always were a smart girl, Raegan. That's why you're my favorite. Always have been. You're smart, beautiful and talented. Well, you were. Now you're just normal. Normal like us again."

I shook my head, and hit the table with my fist. I wanted to hit her, I wanted to slap her. But her cheek was still red from Raina's hit.

You can want me back all you want, but you're going away for a long time. And I will never forgive you for what you've done.

"Oh, Raegan. Don't be like that. I saved you. I made you better."

I stood up, on my way to the door before she gripped on my arm.

"Don't send me to jail. I don't deserve that, Rae."

I shook my head, pulled my arm away and walked out the door.

No, you're right. You deserve to die, I thought as I made my way out. I pushed through the police officers who tried to stop me and was only stopped when I felt a hand grab mine.

Joseph pulled me into him and I let the tears fall. His shirt became wet with the tears, but at this point I didn't care.

I just needed him here with me. In fact, I wanted him here with me.