Separate But Equal

Bad Idea

I told my dad I was gonna take the bus to school today so he left early, I had no intention of taking the bus, or stepping a foot in Sacred Jewel's today. I've been planning this since Chris saved me Friday. Today's only Monday, I've been waiting everyday for the phone, I hear a knock on the door. Thankfully it's only the delivery man. I sign for the package, and get it from the man. Ripping the paper open I see it's the phone Chris got me. It's already set up, and the only number saved in it is his. There's a text.

Chris: Change of plans we're leaving tomorrow.

Me: Why?

Chris: I'm just ready for us to be gone.

Me: Ok.

I didn't question him any further, I know there's a motive to him wanting to leave early. My bags were already packed, and sitting behind the bush outside my window. I already know the plan, tell my dad I'm taking the bus like I did today, wait for everybody to leave, and tell Chris I'm ready.

'Zahra, this isn't a good idea' I rolled my eyes.

'Didn't I tell you to leave me alone?'

'Yes, but you're making a mistake.'

'Choosing to protect myself, and the person I love is making a mistake?'

"That's not what I said.'

'It's what you meant! You know what as far as I'm concerned you and my uncle can kiss my ass!'

The Next Day

I woke up with a smile so big on my face that would make Satan himself happy. I showered, and went downstairs for breakfast.

"Morning Daddy!" I beamed. Hey, might as well be nice since this is the last time I'm gonna see them. I should feel sad about leaving them, but I don't. When Chris and I first talked about running away I felt bad leaving, but after everything that's happened the past few weeks, I'm positive I wanna leave. They made it this way. After the idol chat during breakfast everybody started getting ready to leave. I text Chris letting him know we could start making our move. I threw my last few items in my purse. Turning towards the door way of my room I see Selena standing in it.

"Zahra please don't do this." She begged.

"Haven't we been through this already, I'm going."

"I'm trying to help you." Where the fuck was your help when my dad snatched me away from Chris? Where was your help when I was being molested?

"Tch, I don't want your fuckin' help." I walked right through her, and down the stairs. I ran to the side of the house where my bags were, and grabbed them just in time for the driver to pull up. Chris wasn't getting me himself because we didn't want anybody to trace his plates. I greeted the driver, and threw my bags in the back. I laid my head back against the seat thinking of the better days I had ahead of me with Chris. Yeah better days, miles, and miles of better days with the man I love. A clothed hand covered my mouth, and nose. I struggled against it because I knew there was a drug in it. My screams were muffled by the cloth being over my mout. Whatever drug was on the cloth took effect, I fluttered my eyes closed and blacked out.

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"Mmmnhm." I moaned waking up in total darkness.

"You awake now?" A muffled voice asked me.

"Chris?" I asked skeptically.

"No honey." I heard the flip of a light switch, to see that I was in an unfamiliar place. There was a guy there, but he was wearing a mask.

"What the, where am I?!" I shrieked trying to get out of the chair they had me in, I looked down to see my hands and feet bound to the chair.

"You're in my world now baby girl." He held my face together through his fingers. Who the hell is this guy?