Page 84 of Daddy's Little Survivor

“I need you to stay calm and call him for me. I’m going to be calling some of my men,” he responded. “Can you do that for me?”

Monroe nodded her head and called her Daddy.

“Little Bunny. Are you here?” he asked.

She took in several deep breaths, trying to calm herself down but couldn't. Tears had welled up in her eyes and she was starting to panic. Something was wrong because Ezra had picked up the speed of the car.

“Baby?” Daddy said. “Are you okay?”

“S-something's wrong,” she managed to get out. “W-were going to be a couple of m-minutes late.”

“Can you pass the phone to Ezra for me?” he asked.

“I can’t! He’s on his own p-phone!”

“That’s okay. You’re okay. Can you take a couple deep breaths for me?” he asked through the phone.

She tried to but right as she did, the car jolted forward and she let out a little scream. She was going to die and she hadn't even told Michael she loved him. She had so much she wanted to do with her life, and she hadn't even scratched the surface.

“Bunny,” Daddy said.

Monroe heard Ezra talking on the phone fast while trying to get away from the car behind them. Who could it be? Was it Jared or was it someone he hired? Either way, she knew they only had a little bit of time left. The car was gaining on them again, no doubt going to hit them and try to make them wreck.

“Bunny. I need you to pay attention to my voice,” Daddy said. “Can you do that for me?”

She whimpered but managed to get out a yes. She was so scared.

“Where are you?” he asked.

More tears ran down her face with that question. She didn't know where they were. She hadn't been outside the house or club much.

“I d-don’t know,” she wailed.

“It's going to be okay. Ezra is going to get you to safety. I need you to keep your phone on so I can track you. Can you do that for me?”

“Y-yes.”

Looking at the side view mirror, she saw the person driving the car catching up to them. This was her time to tell him she loved him. She needed to do it before anything happened.

“D-daddy?” she whispered.

Ezra cursed and she looked over at him. He was looking at the mirrors and back at the road.

“I need you to hold on for me,” he said. “Right now.”

“You’re going to be okay, Little Bunny,” Daddy said.

It was like Ezra could see into the future because right as she gripped onto the armrest, the person behind them hit the car and it went out of control.

Monroe screamed as the car spun in circles, making her dizzy and sick.

“Monroe? Are you-” Ezra never got to finish his sentence.

Something hit the car again, making it flip and tumble. Her body hit the side of the car, her head hitting the window. Pain shot across her whole body.

Monroe moaned as the car came to a stop, upside down. The seatbelt was holding her in place, but it was tight against her chest. It felt like it was cutting into her chest, making it harder for her to breathe.

“Monroe?” she heard Daddy through the phone.

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