I couldn't sleep with Kendra in that house so I put her in her car seat and went out to the car, I turned the heater on low and bundled us up and we slept....well sorta, I never truly fell totally asleep and she was up every two ish hours to nurse and have her diaper changed, BUT she was safe and that's what was important. I took Kendra in the house in the morning and cleaned everything like I had been since I moved in and took care of Kendra....while Kym slept and sat around watching tv.
After two weeks of sleeping in the car I was deliriously tired, one day I sat down to eat lunch and fell asleep while eating. I don't know how long I was asleep for but when I woke up Kendra was gone. I was frantic, I knew Kym had her and that made me extremely scared...she was taking pain pills that morning for one of her many health issues (that she didn't really have) and here she was driving around with my 2 week old baby. I called the police and they were ZERO help, I didn't know the license plate number and because I was a minor and Kym was my mom they didn't take the face that this woman had taken my child very seriously.
THREE HOURS LATER Kym comes walking in the house with Kendra who was screaming her head off, The idiot had taken Kendra God knows where......I still to this day don't know where.....without a diaper bag and Kendra was exclusively breast fed. She was starving and soiled, which gave her a diaper rash. I took Kendra into the bathroom and sat her in a luke warm bath to clean her up, changed her diaper, dressed her, fed her and she fell asleep. I put her in her my bed and went into the living room, got straight up in Kym's face and told her if she EVER took my daughter ANYWHERE, I don't care if it was even to the end of the driveway to the mail box with out my permission I would kill her.....I know by the look on her face that she knew I was serious.
I called Richard that evening and told him what had happened that day, he was mad at me for not calling him sooner but he was MORE mad at Kym for taking our daughter without permission. He said by the end of the week I was going to have my escape plan in hand.
He came through, by the end of the week when I got the mail there they were, two one way tickets to LAX for 8am January 26th 2000.
The count down began.
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