as written by Faithy and Akita
Renée knew that Liam was right, Arial in his mind didn’t deserve an apology and she was behind him one-hundred percent. However, she also didn’t deserve to be punched over and over again. Letting the two of them talk while she fired off a reply text before scrolling through her contacts, trying to find Tayrn’s cell number, Renée vaguely listened, though she kept a grasp on him to keep him from beating on his sibling again. Glancing up at the mention of her name, Renée blinked a little before focusing in on what was being said instead of just half-listening. Thankfully, Liam was willing to give Arial a chance to redeem herself, though it made it obvious that he was going to stay with Renée, which was fine with her. However, she was suddenly wary of the sibling, wondering if she would go as far as to stab Liam’s new mom in the back just to get him back. Musing a minute, she just shook her head, deciding not to dwell on such negative thoughts.
“Hnnn… Gabrielle is my younger sibling. I thought she was away on a modeling shoot, but I just got word that she was kidnapped over three months ago. Usually, that’s how long her shoot’s last, but apparently, she never got to it. I never got the text back then because my phone kept auto deleting messages because it’s a piece of crap. If I hadn’t immediately gotten to this one, I probably still wouldn’t know. I’m going to text Tayrn to let her know… since she went looking for her earlier.” Renée sent Tay a text, blinking when the familiar tone went off right where the crowd was gathered.
“Oh! She must be in the crowd.” Releasing Liam, trusting he wouldn’t hit Arial again, Renée moved towards the crowd, looking for her mother before her gaze fell upon what everyone had been staring at. Her mother. Brutally massacred. Dropping down to her knees, throwing up everything she had eaten previously, Renée crumpled up and started to earnestly cry for the loss of her mother. Despite everything, she loved Tayrn with all of her heart and losing her twice was detrimental to the eighteen-year-old. That coupled with the message that Gabby was missing plus the pregnancy was just too much for her. It wasn’t long before she went into full hysterics.
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The water felt good on his back as the hot beads massaged the skin with a heavy drizzle. The vampire hummed in pleasure as his sinuses soaked up the heat and began to clear out some due to the steam. He let out a soft sigh and straightened himself, turning around in the small shower so that his face met the hot drizzle. "Mmm..." he hummed again, the soothing feeling of cleanliness washing away his worry for a short moment. Rhoan tilted his head back and began to wrap up his shower, allowing the water to wash down the suds that covered his body. As he finished, he turned the water off and stood there for a minute, shivering when the brisk air slapped against his skin.
He let out a small growl from deep within his throat at the sharp coldness stinging against his arms, and causing the hairs to stand up. 'She's probably long gone by now,' he thought as Renée crossed his mind. He envisioned her when he closed his eyes for a brief moment, and a small smile formed upon his lips. She was always beautiful, even as a blob in his mind. He let out a soft huff and reached for one of the stark white towels that hung from the rack just outside the shower.
After drying himself off and redressing, Rhoan paced around the hotel room for a while, pondering his next set of actions. Should he go look for her? Or should he leave her to do what she wanted to? She was busy with Liam at the moment, and perhaps it would be best to let her be for now? Rhoan shook the thoughts from his head and figured maybe it wouldn't hurt if he joined them. Perhaps, if he did, he and the kid would be able to bond some and possibly get to know each other and become comfortable around one another. It was worth a shot.
Rhoan shrugged his shoulders at his thoughts and began to head out. He didn't bother locking the door behind him, because he didn't intend on staying at this hotel again. Not only was it pretty run down, but it was filled with tons of memories that weren't necessarily pleasant. And with his new life he was already starting, he didn't want things from his past to haunt him anymore than they already are. With that consideration set in his mind, he made his way down the hallway and down the long stairwell, and then out of the building into the bright sunlight.
It was almost like walking into a new world. Rhoan squinted his eyes some as the sun set on his face, and he shielded his face, using his hand as a visor. He groaned at the sudden glint of sunlight creeping between his fingers and stinging his eyes, but he attempted to brush it off and move on. That was when he caught her scent.
The air was filled with all sorts of different scents, but one in particular was dancing around his nostrils: the sweet aroma of that beautiful woman. He pursed his lips in satisfaction of the scent and went on his way, following his nose to where he may be able to find her.
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He had been walking a while, but finally, he managed to make his way into the mass of patrons standing around what seemed to be a popular attraction. Around the area, Rhoan noticed a small ice cream shop and figured that must be where Renée took Liam. His brow furrowed when he turned his head to the attention of the growing crowd around the attraction. "What the...." he started, but paused after pushing his way through the crowd only to witness the massacre site that everyone seemed to be gawking at. What the hell is that? Better yet. who is that?!
Instantly, Rhoan turned around to get away from the horrible scene, but was thankful when he saw Renée. Without hesitation, he jogged over to her and knelt down beside her, placing a firm hand on the small of her back. "Renée??" he questioned, awaiting a shocked response from the sudden interaction.
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Renée was on the ground on her knees with her face pressed against her palms. She was on the verge of passing out, her sobbing coming out in gasps as she forced herself to breathe. Her entire body was shaking and hardly anyone in the crowd paid her any attention, mostly because they were focused on the scene in front of them. Rumors immediately began to circulate, but she paid them absolute no attention. Rocking back and forth, she started to cry even harder, if that was even possible. Who would do such a terrible thing to her mother? Sure, she wasn’t the most pleasant person at times, but she didn’t deserve that to happen to her. At one point, she heard Liam mentioning something about going to stay with Arial until things calmed down, but she didn’t say anything except just nod. Her gaze slowly turned back towards the scene in front of her and she felt herself going into shock.
“…Mama…” Renée clenched her eyes closed and jumped the minute she felt a hand on her back. Snapping her tear filled eyes open, she stared at Rhoan for a full minute before she wrapped her arms around him, hugging onto him tight. It wasn’t long before she was bawling against his chest, her body pressing close against him.
“…Tayrn… that … someone massacred her… …and Gabby’s been kidnapped for three months… and… I don’t know what to do anymore.” Crying harder, she clutched tightly onto Rhoan’s arms, her body shaking uncontrollably.
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Rhoan observed her for a moment, patiently waiting for her get her sobs out as she needed to. He pursed his lips, and chewed the inside of his mouth some to try and calm his own self down. He drew in a deep breath and lowered his position so that he'd be on the ground completely on his knees, mainly for Renée who was now clutching his body and clinging tightly to his chest. His eyes drooped some as he stared at her with a sorrowful expression. He honestly didn't know what to do. Sure, he'd gone through rough times in his life, but he usually just looked past it and went on with life. This was one of the first times he'd actually experienced true emotion when a tragedy struck.
The vampire let out a heavy sigh as Renée informed him of Gabby's situation and how she didn't know what to do anymore. How could he comfort someone who seemed to feel so lost? Rhoan shook his head at the thought and massaged the small of her back, in an effort to at least physically console her. He rested his chin on her head and allowed her to cry into his chest as much and as hard as she needed. He understood her pain, but he never truly understood how to show the emotion, so it made him somewhat worried that he wouldn't be able to help her.
After a long while, he pulled away from her and moved his hands to her shoulders, gripping them tightly, and shifting his gaze to stare into her bloodshot, tearful eyes. "Renée...Do you know who did this? Do you know anything at all?" He attempted to try and drag some information out of her so he could at least feel like he could be of use for helping her track down the monster that mutilated her mother. "And what about Gabby? How do you know she's been kidnapped?... What is going on?"
He couldn't help but be extremely worried for her and her family. He understood how it felt to lose a family member, especially because of bloodshed. Short flashbacks contaminated his mind and he tried to shake them away, but found it difficult. Every time he thought of Tayrn's remains lying about, he pictured his own parents splayed out in front of his old house. His whole mind was filled with gore, and he was just about to explode. He then turned his head away and grunted loudly, scoffing at someone who tripped over him. "Watch where the fuck you're going," he snapped, baring his sharp, monstrous teeth and then turned back to Renée.
"You need to focus," he said finally after calming down some.
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Renée enjoyed the warmth coming from Rhoan’s body and curled up against him as much as possible considering they were both dealing down on the ground. Whimpering, she clutched tighter against him, trying to find some comfort in his arms despite how much her chest hurt and how scrambled her emotions were at the moment. When he pulled back from her, she tried to move closer to him, her gaze shifting up towards his face. She tried to focus on him, but it was incredibly difficult. When he asked the questions that definitely needed to be asked, she just frowned and shook her head.
“…I don’t know who did it… I… Someone bad… I just… she walked off to find Gabby… and then she never came back. Then, I tried to text her… to let her know that Gabby had been kidnapped… and I… found her like this.” Renée sniffed, starting to cry all over again. When he asked about Gabrielle, she just crumpled and stared at the ground for a couple of minutes.
“My phone has been auto deleting things for a while I guess… I finally got a text that didn’t delete itself… and the text said that Gabrielle had been kidnapped three months ago… and that no one has been able to find her…” She finally slumped down and just dropped her head in Rhoan’s lap, her shoulders shaking as she started to bawl hard all over again. As she was crying, the corner finally showed up to take the body to the morgue so that it could be looked at to try to find the murderer.
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The entire situation was so much to take in, and every second that passed by, Rhoan's confidence in how to handle the situation sunk lower and lower. How was he going to help her through this? A deep groan escaped him from low in his throat when he listened to her explain how she found out about Gabby being kidnapped. Rhoan's lips stayed pursed throughout her entire explanation, and nervousness was building up inside him. He drew in another deep breath and focused on Renée, who was now in tears again. "Look, we just need to get out of this place and start moving to find your sister..... somehow..." He let his voice trail off as he realized what he was saying probably sounded ridiculous at the moment.
What was he thinking? This woman had just found her mother's mutilated body showcased to an entire random town, and was traumatized, and now he was urging her to just move on and think of other pressing matters. Perhaps it was too soon to try and void her thoughts of the current situation, but it was necessary if she wanted to locate her sister to be reassured of her wellbeing. Being kidnapped didn't mean dead, and that was one thing he had high hopes for - Gabby's wellbeing. Rhoan swallowed hard as he listened to Renée talk on about the auto deleted text messages and about how she finally got one that didn't get deleted. He nodded after she finished her statement, and stayed silent for a moment while he thought how he should proceed.
"I know you're hurting right now. And I know you're probably confused and extremely upset, but you need to put your mind to work on what you know about your sister's whereabouts, or who she may have been with. You said she was a model, right? Or something? Do you know her photographer?" Rhoan licked at the spit flying out of his mouth after his quickly rambled sentence. He sighed softly and relaxed his grip on her shoulders, figuring that his grip was probably adding to her physical stress. If he could get her to focus on finding her sister, then perhaps it would be easier for her to move on from the massacre of her mother. Along with that intention, Rhoan also wanted to protect their possible child from the dangers that physical stress could bring. He didn't want to risk the possible pregnancy and lose something else near and dear to him.
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When Rhoan suggested they move away from the current situation and start looking for her sister, Renée just shook her head, not trusting her legs to hold her up. She curled up more against him, thankful that Liam was going off with her sister. She really didn’t have it in her to mess with him at the moment. After a few minutes, she finally stopped crying and quieted down, her face remaining against his lap even as he once again mentioned her sister and how she should go figure out where she was, the eighteen-year-old couldn’t bring herself to look up at him.
“Yeah… she’s a model… I… I guess we could contact her photographer… I… I just don’t know anymore, Rhoan. I should have noticed something was amiss earlier, but I just assumed. I hate that I assumed. I’ve always protected the squirt and now… now she’s kidnapped and I don’t know if she’s even alive.” Sitting up, she sighed and pulled out her phone, dialing up her photographer. After a short conversation, she realized that they didn’t have a photo shoot set up for another three weeks. That meant that Gabby was doing something else when she taken.
“She was never at a photo shoot. The last I saw her… she was extremely pissed off because of a scuffle that happened. She probably left to find someone to train her how to fight… I don’t know how to find her, Rhoan. I don’t know what to do…” She frowned, starting to cry again.
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Rhoan nodded his head as he listened to Renée speak about her sister and her journey to always protect her. He understood her want to keep her loved one safe, mainly because that's what Rhoan did with his own any time he could, and also what he intended to do with Renée. He let out a soft sigh as she finished her sentence with the hindered hope that Gabrielle was alive. He bit at his lip some, chewing at it, as he thought of what he could say back to her that wouldn't send her into another sobbing fit. "You're right, you don't know..But this is why we have to find her to make sure that she is alive. Renée, you cannot give up on her, you know this right?" He shook his head at his small effort to help ease the situation.
He continued to chew on his lip some as he adjusted himself while she sat up. He placed his hands in his lap and while patiently waiting for her to get done with the phone call, and also making note of the expressions on her face while she conversed with the photographer. When she ended the phone call, the vampire looked her in the eyes, and instantly his facial expression went from showing a slight glimmer of hope to sporting a gloomed disappointment.
His eyes dimmed some, and he wrapped his arms back around her and pulled her close to him. He cupped her face in his hand and rested her other cheek against his chest as he attempted to calm her with his warmth. He honestly felt so bad for her, and it was making his heart ache to see her like this.
"Do you have something of hers on your person?" He asked her after a long while of silence. It may have been a peculiar question, but he had an idea on how to track Gabby down.
Renée knew that Liam was right, Arial in his mind didn’t deserve an apology and she was behind him one-hundred percent. However, she also didn’t deserve to be punched over and over again. Letting the two of them talk while she fired off a reply text before scrolling through her contacts, trying to find Tayrn’s cell number, Renée vaguely listened, though she kept a grasp on him to keep him from beating on his sibling again. Glancing up at the mention of her name, Renée blinked a little before focusing in on what was being said instead of just half-listening. Thankfully, Liam was willing to give Arial a chance to redeem herself, though it made it obvious that he was going to stay with Renée, which was fine with her. However, she was suddenly wary of the sibling, wondering if she would go as far as to stab Liam’s new mom in the back just to get him back. Musing a minute, she just shook her head, deciding not to dwell on such negative thoughts.
“Hnnn… Gabrielle is my younger sibling. I thought she was away on a modeling shoot, but I just got word that she was kidnapped over three months ago. Usually, that’s how long her shoot’s last, but apparently, she never got to it. I never got the text back then because my phone kept auto deleting messages because it’s a piece of crap. If I hadn’t immediately gotten to this one, I probably still wouldn’t know. I’m going to text Tayrn to let her know… since she went looking for her earlier.” Renée sent Tay a text, blinking when the familiar tone went off right where the crowd was gathered.
“Oh! She must be in the crowd.” Releasing Liam, trusting he wouldn’t hit Arial again, Renée moved towards the crowd, looking for her mother before her gaze fell upon what everyone had been staring at. Her mother. Brutally massacred. Dropping down to her knees, throwing up everything she had eaten previously, Renée crumpled up and started to earnestly cry for the loss of her mother. Despite everything, she loved Tayrn with all of her heart and losing her twice was detrimental to the eighteen-year-old. That coupled with the message that Gabby was missing plus the pregnancy was just too much for her. It wasn’t long before she went into full hysterics.
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The water felt good on his back as the hot beads massaged the skin with a heavy drizzle. The vampire hummed in pleasure as his sinuses soaked up the heat and began to clear out some due to the steam. He let out a soft sigh and straightened himself, turning around in the small shower so that his face met the hot drizzle. "Mmm..." he hummed again, the soothing feeling of cleanliness washing away his worry for a short moment. Rhoan tilted his head back and began to wrap up his shower, allowing the water to wash down the suds that covered his body. As he finished, he turned the water off and stood there for a minute, shivering when the brisk air slapped against his skin.
He let out a small growl from deep within his throat at the sharp coldness stinging against his arms, and causing the hairs to stand up. 'She's probably long gone by now,' he thought as Renée crossed his mind. He envisioned her when he closed his eyes for a brief moment, and a small smile formed upon his lips. She was always beautiful, even as a blob in his mind. He let out a soft huff and reached for one of the stark white towels that hung from the rack just outside the shower.
After drying himself off and redressing, Rhoan paced around the hotel room for a while, pondering his next set of actions. Should he go look for her? Or should he leave her to do what she wanted to? She was busy with Liam at the moment, and perhaps it would be best to let her be for now? Rhoan shook the thoughts from his head and figured maybe it wouldn't hurt if he joined them. Perhaps, if he did, he and the kid would be able to bond some and possibly get to know each other and become comfortable around one another. It was worth a shot.
Rhoan shrugged his shoulders at his thoughts and began to head out. He didn't bother locking the door behind him, because he didn't intend on staying at this hotel again. Not only was it pretty run down, but it was filled with tons of memories that weren't necessarily pleasant. And with his new life he was already starting, he didn't want things from his past to haunt him anymore than they already are. With that consideration set in his mind, he made his way down the hallway and down the long stairwell, and then out of the building into the bright sunlight.
It was almost like walking into a new world. Rhoan squinted his eyes some as the sun set on his face, and he shielded his face, using his hand as a visor. He groaned at the sudden glint of sunlight creeping between his fingers and stinging his eyes, but he attempted to brush it off and move on. That was when he caught her scent.
The air was filled with all sorts of different scents, but one in particular was dancing around his nostrils: the sweet aroma of that beautiful woman. He pursed his lips in satisfaction of the scent and went on his way, following his nose to where he may be able to find her.
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He had been walking a while, but finally, he managed to make his way into the mass of patrons standing around what seemed to be a popular attraction. Around the area, Rhoan noticed a small ice cream shop and figured that must be where Renée took Liam. His brow furrowed when he turned his head to the attention of the growing crowd around the attraction. "What the...." he started, but paused after pushing his way through the crowd only to witness the massacre site that everyone seemed to be gawking at. What the hell is that? Better yet. who is that?!
Instantly, Rhoan turned around to get away from the horrible scene, but was thankful when he saw Renée. Without hesitation, he jogged over to her and knelt down beside her, placing a firm hand on the small of her back. "Renée??" he questioned, awaiting a shocked response from the sudden interaction.
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Renée was on the ground on her knees with her face pressed against her palms. She was on the verge of passing out, her sobbing coming out in gasps as she forced herself to breathe. Her entire body was shaking and hardly anyone in the crowd paid her any attention, mostly because they were focused on the scene in front of them. Rumors immediately began to circulate, but she paid them absolute no attention. Rocking back and forth, she started to cry even harder, if that was even possible. Who would do such a terrible thing to her mother? Sure, she wasn’t the most pleasant person at times, but she didn’t deserve that to happen to her. At one point, she heard Liam mentioning something about going to stay with Arial until things calmed down, but she didn’t say anything except just nod. Her gaze slowly turned back towards the scene in front of her and she felt herself going into shock.
“…Mama…” Renée clenched her eyes closed and jumped the minute she felt a hand on her back. Snapping her tear filled eyes open, she stared at Rhoan for a full minute before she wrapped her arms around him, hugging onto him tight. It wasn’t long before she was bawling against his chest, her body pressing close against him.
“…Tayrn… that … someone massacred her… …and Gabby’s been kidnapped for three months… and… I don’t know what to do anymore.” Crying harder, she clutched tightly onto Rhoan’s arms, her body shaking uncontrollably.
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Rhoan observed her for a moment, patiently waiting for her get her sobs out as she needed to. He pursed his lips, and chewed the inside of his mouth some to try and calm his own self down. He drew in a deep breath and lowered his position so that he'd be on the ground completely on his knees, mainly for Renée who was now clutching his body and clinging tightly to his chest. His eyes drooped some as he stared at her with a sorrowful expression. He honestly didn't know what to do. Sure, he'd gone through rough times in his life, but he usually just looked past it and went on with life. This was one of the first times he'd actually experienced true emotion when a tragedy struck.
The vampire let out a heavy sigh as Renée informed him of Gabby's situation and how she didn't know what to do anymore. How could he comfort someone who seemed to feel so lost? Rhoan shook his head at the thought and massaged the small of her back, in an effort to at least physically console her. He rested his chin on her head and allowed her to cry into his chest as much and as hard as she needed. He understood her pain, but he never truly understood how to show the emotion, so it made him somewhat worried that he wouldn't be able to help her.
After a long while, he pulled away from her and moved his hands to her shoulders, gripping them tightly, and shifting his gaze to stare into her bloodshot, tearful eyes. "Renée...Do you know who did this? Do you know anything at all?" He attempted to try and drag some information out of her so he could at least feel like he could be of use for helping her track down the monster that mutilated her mother. "And what about Gabby? How do you know she's been kidnapped?... What is going on?"
He couldn't help but be extremely worried for her and her family. He understood how it felt to lose a family member, especially because of bloodshed. Short flashbacks contaminated his mind and he tried to shake them away, but found it difficult. Every time he thought of Tayrn's remains lying about, he pictured his own parents splayed out in front of his old house. His whole mind was filled with gore, and he was just about to explode. He then turned his head away and grunted loudly, scoffing at someone who tripped over him. "Watch where the fuck you're going," he snapped, baring his sharp, monstrous teeth and then turned back to Renée.
"You need to focus," he said finally after calming down some.
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Renée enjoyed the warmth coming from Rhoan’s body and curled up against him as much as possible considering they were both dealing down on the ground. Whimpering, she clutched tighter against him, trying to find some comfort in his arms despite how much her chest hurt and how scrambled her emotions were at the moment. When he pulled back from her, she tried to move closer to him, her gaze shifting up towards his face. She tried to focus on him, but it was incredibly difficult. When he asked the questions that definitely needed to be asked, she just frowned and shook her head.
“…I don’t know who did it… I… Someone bad… I just… she walked off to find Gabby… and then she never came back. Then, I tried to text her… to let her know that Gabby had been kidnapped… and I… found her like this.” Renée sniffed, starting to cry all over again. When he asked about Gabrielle, she just crumpled and stared at the ground for a couple of minutes.
“My phone has been auto deleting things for a while I guess… I finally got a text that didn’t delete itself… and the text said that Gabrielle had been kidnapped three months ago… and that no one has been able to find her…” She finally slumped down and just dropped her head in Rhoan’s lap, her shoulders shaking as she started to bawl hard all over again. As she was crying, the corner finally showed up to take the body to the morgue so that it could be looked at to try to find the murderer.
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The entire situation was so much to take in, and every second that passed by, Rhoan's confidence in how to handle the situation sunk lower and lower. How was he going to help her through this? A deep groan escaped him from low in his throat when he listened to her explain how she found out about Gabby being kidnapped. Rhoan's lips stayed pursed throughout her entire explanation, and nervousness was building up inside him. He drew in another deep breath and focused on Renée, who was now in tears again. "Look, we just need to get out of this place and start moving to find your sister..... somehow..." He let his voice trail off as he realized what he was saying probably sounded ridiculous at the moment.
What was he thinking? This woman had just found her mother's mutilated body showcased to an entire random town, and was traumatized, and now he was urging her to just move on and think of other pressing matters. Perhaps it was too soon to try and void her thoughts of the current situation, but it was necessary if she wanted to locate her sister to be reassured of her wellbeing. Being kidnapped didn't mean dead, and that was one thing he had high hopes for - Gabby's wellbeing. Rhoan swallowed hard as he listened to Renée talk on about the auto deleted text messages and about how she finally got one that didn't get deleted. He nodded after she finished her statement, and stayed silent for a moment while he thought how he should proceed.
"I know you're hurting right now. And I know you're probably confused and extremely upset, but you need to put your mind to work on what you know about your sister's whereabouts, or who she may have been with. You said she was a model, right? Or something? Do you know her photographer?" Rhoan licked at the spit flying out of his mouth after his quickly rambled sentence. He sighed softly and relaxed his grip on her shoulders, figuring that his grip was probably adding to her physical stress. If he could get her to focus on finding her sister, then perhaps it would be easier for her to move on from the massacre of her mother. Along with that intention, Rhoan also wanted to protect their possible child from the dangers that physical stress could bring. He didn't want to risk the possible pregnancy and lose something else near and dear to him.
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When Rhoan suggested they move away from the current situation and start looking for her sister, Renée just shook her head, not trusting her legs to hold her up. She curled up more against him, thankful that Liam was going off with her sister. She really didn’t have it in her to mess with him at the moment. After a few minutes, she finally stopped crying and quieted down, her face remaining against his lap even as he once again mentioned her sister and how she should go figure out where she was, the eighteen-year-old couldn’t bring herself to look up at him.
“Yeah… she’s a model… I… I guess we could contact her photographer… I… I just don’t know anymore, Rhoan. I should have noticed something was amiss earlier, but I just assumed. I hate that I assumed. I’ve always protected the squirt and now… now she’s kidnapped and I don’t know if she’s even alive.” Sitting up, she sighed and pulled out her phone, dialing up her photographer. After a short conversation, she realized that they didn’t have a photo shoot set up for another three weeks. That meant that Gabby was doing something else when she taken.
“She was never at a photo shoot. The last I saw her… she was extremely pissed off because of a scuffle that happened. She probably left to find someone to train her how to fight… I don’t know how to find her, Rhoan. I don’t know what to do…” She frowned, starting to cry again.
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Rhoan nodded his head as he listened to Renée speak about her sister and her journey to always protect her. He understood her want to keep her loved one safe, mainly because that's what Rhoan did with his own any time he could, and also what he intended to do with Renée. He let out a soft sigh as she finished her sentence with the hindered hope that Gabrielle was alive. He bit at his lip some, chewing at it, as he thought of what he could say back to her that wouldn't send her into another sobbing fit. "You're right, you don't know..But this is why we have to find her to make sure that she is alive. Renée, you cannot give up on her, you know this right?" He shook his head at his small effort to help ease the situation.
He continued to chew on his lip some as he adjusted himself while she sat up. He placed his hands in his lap and while patiently waiting for her to get done with the phone call, and also making note of the expressions on her face while she conversed with the photographer. When she ended the phone call, the vampire looked her in the eyes, and instantly his facial expression went from showing a slight glimmer of hope to sporting a gloomed disappointment.
His eyes dimmed some, and he wrapped his arms back around her and pulled her close to him. He cupped her face in his hand and rested her other cheek against his chest as he attempted to calm her with his warmth. He honestly felt so bad for her, and it was making his heart ache to see her like this.
"Do you have something of hers on your person?" He asked her after a long while of silence. It may have been a peculiar question, but he had an idea on how to track Gabby down.
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