ME AND HIM ✔️

Pt.43

Rue's POV

ALEX, KAYLEE, DIEGO, NADINE, AND I are running through the halls, trying to find a way out.

My arm is draped over Nadine's shoulder, while Kaylee and Alex help Diego.

The news about Aniyah was shocking. Out of all of us, I never would have thought, that she would be the first to go. Diego doesn't seem to be doing too bad so far. I think he's in shock. He hasn't said a word since Nadine shared the news.

We stop and find some coats simply hanging on a rack. There's also blankets, we grab them so we don't have to walk in this unforgiving weather bare.

Nadine and me, get a head of everyone and find a door at the end of a hallway. The glowing words "Exit" are clearly directing us towards it. Nadine looks down at me, waiting for my approval? I nod my head yes, and without another second, the door is opened and we're met with the cold Russian weather.

I sigh in relief and breath in the fresh air.
I feel child go down my bare legs, but I don't care. This I what I've been waiting for since we've been in that god awful place.

Nadine leaves for a split second, helping Kaylee and Alex with Diego. They carefully walk over to the exit and stare. We're in the middle of nowhere. Trees surround us. Trees are all we can see.

But then a man. A man stumbles out from- I don't even know where, but he appears to be bruised and bloodied. It seems as though Nadine recognizes him, because when I look towards him, Nadine is hauling towards the man.

"Nadine!" I call out to him, but he's too far to hear. I stumble a bit as I search for something to hold on to. I grab onto the door frame and stand there. Waiting.

Nadine's POV

I run towards the man I recognize.

He's one of Ivan's men.

The short, stubby, awfully pale man. Struggling to get on his feet. His brown hair sticking to his forehead. Sweat I presume.

"Roan?" I ask. The man turn his head and fear immediately corses it's way through his body.
His eyes widen in a mixture fear and surprise
He stumbles back a little and tries to get on his feet.

"Uh- I- King Nadine-" he slurs.

"What are you doing here."

"I- I was captured, th-the famille française they somehow got ahold of us." He says. He's looking around frantically, but then his eyes fal back on me, "what are you doing here?" He asks. Confusion taking over his widened eyes.

I sigh of annoyance, "they got us too." I say, turning my head and scoffing, "how many of your people were taken?"

"6 men. They're all dead."

Dead. They've all died? How is he alive. The scrawniest out of the rest.

"How did you escape." I demand. His eyes- fear retakes them.

"They- They saved me." He says, looking down with a sad expression.

"Do you know this area? Does Ivan know you're alive, yet alone we're taken?" I ask.
He looks up at me and wipes a stranded tear that fell.

"Yes, I do know this area... and Ivan knows I was captured... because he payed them to capture us."

What.

The.

Fuck.

I look back at Rue, she's staring at me, worry painted on her face. Kaylee and Alex are talking, while Diego is longingly staring out into nothingness.