Separate But Equal

I Don't Get It

Chris P.O.V.

I ended up going back home, leaving without Zahra...something just felt wrong. I need to go back, and try to convince her to come with me. I need my baby with me, we need to get away from this. I sent her text after text for two days, and got nothing, today's the same. I hit the green call button on the screen of my phone, and put it two my ear. It rung going straight to her voicemail.

"Baby, I'm sorry about what I said. You know I didn't mean it, I was just so mad about you calling it off. I still think we need to go, but look if you really wanna stay then we will, but don't shut me out. Zah you haven't spoken to me in four days. Talk to me, we're all each other has. Call me back, please. I love you." I ended the call merely holding my phone in my hands. I sounded in my hand alerting me of a text. I got happy it was Zah.

Baby Love: Unless you wanna die I advise you to stop calling me. As far as you loving me I don't love you. I could never love a Lord.

Me: Zah you don't mean that, you can't mean that.

Baby Love: I can and I do!

I just stopped texting her. I need to go and clear my head, I would talk to somebody, but nobody knew our plan. I walked to my dad's office seeing him with a lot of the oldheads of the gang. Some of these guys were like family to me. They treated me like their nephew. I told my dad I was leaving. For some reason the first place I found myself at was Zahra's house, well not really her house, but a block away from it. I ran to the side of the house with her room on it. Climbing up her window I see her laying in her bed. I called her again, I watched her reject my call. My heart broke just seeing that. I climbed back down, and went back to my car. There was a pounding in the back of my head, but I ignored it. I drove to our spot, sitting in the drivers seat I watched the stars until my lids got heavy.

Dream:::::::::::::::::::::

I traveled through the crowd of people hoping to find her. I could feel her, she needed me. Pushing one last person out of the way I pulled her into my arms.

"Baby, it's ok I've got you. Nothing will hurt you." She looked at me before crying.

"No, get away!" She tried to pull away from my hold.

"What's wrong?"

"Let me go please! Please you're hurting me!" I pulled back looking at her in shock.

"What, I'd never hurt you." I spoke lowly.

"Really, what's this." She held up her shirt showing the gushing wound in her stomach. I immediately pulled my shirt up because I knew I had the same wound, but I didn't. What the? That's impossible neither of us can get hurt without it happening to the other. My right hand that was once empty, now felt heavy. I lifted it up finding a gun in my hand. No! I'd never shoot her. I watched her body fall back, catching her before she hit the ground.

"Zah! No, come on wake up!" I tapped her face gently, but she never woke up. I heard footsteps approach us, looking up I see Zahra! What the hell? The body in my arms disappeared. I got to my feet pulling her in my arms. My lips molded to hers.

"Help me." She whispered in my ear before kissing my cheek, and pulling away.

"Help you how Zah?" She said nothing jus disappeared in the crowd. A crowd of nothing, but Zahra. What the fuck? I went through every girl there, they all looked like Zahra, but none of them were her. What the fuck was happening to me?

"Zahra!" I shot up hitting my head on my damn steering wheel. Ow! Great now my head hurts worse than it did before. What the hell was up with that dream? Like every person in that room was Zahra, but at the same time none of them were her. What the fuck does that mean? I don't understand. Is it a clue, something telling me about Zah. Whatever it is, I don't get it.