Danity & Kayne 2: A Street Love In Miami

Are you ready for the finale of Danity & Kayne?

…we came to the mall and my Momma called and then she was gone…, Danity words echoed loudly in my ears.
“Arrgghhhh,” I growled, crashing my fist into the wall right behind Danity. A part of me wanted to knock her cold out, put my fist through her face next, but I couldn’t will myself to do it.
“Babbyyyy pleasseeee,” she let out a sharp, agonizing wail as she threw her hands up in surrender. “You’re scaring the hell out of me!”
"Sir, calm down or we're gonna have to restrain you," a cop said in an authoritative tone behind me.
Waving off his warning, I sucked my teeth bitterly as my eyes darted around the store. The pig was the least of my concern right now. Fear literally consumed me. I can’t even lie, the thought of something happening to my daughter was scaring the hell out of me. I started running around like a Tasmanian devil searching high and low for Kay Kay. The blank stares, police threats and whispering that people were doing around me went ignored as I ransacked the place. Tossing over racks, ripping down clothes, knocking down shoes, kicking in dressing room doors...I was a complete mess. And I felt that way, I also felt hopeless when I came up empty handed. Sweating profusely and panting for air, I allowed the inevitable to finish sucking the life out of me.
Kay Kay was gone. There was no sign of her anywhere.