Jasmine's POV.
"Open the door " the voice reverberated through the empty hall way sending shivers down my spine. And the next moment, the door swung open and a figure dressed in all white stepped in. Then slowly, the person came into light and oh my goodness, it was a lady. I stared at her confused, wondering if she was the one that just spoke. She glared at me then spoke into her cell phone "I have her in sight" before turning to me and then saying "come with me" rude, no good morning or hi, and there is no way I'm just going to follow her, I'm hungry not stupid.
She turned when she got to the door and I was still rooted on a spot. "well?" she muttered, her voice a little calm (thankfully) "I'm not going anywhere, not with you at the very least" I crossed my arms. She took a deep breath and I was just about to blurt it out to her that if she wants to move with me, she has to be patient, because when her terrible anger issues meet my terrible anger issues, then there's gonna be World War III baby! But I controlled myself before I could open my big mouth. "okay fine, let me put it in more relatable terms, Do You Want To Die?" I'm sorry what now? Death? no way. "No... I guess, wait.. die.. how?" I stuttered "They are going to kill you. Is that explanatory enough, or I still need to expatiate?" she took on a sarcastic tone during the last sentence, and well, yeah, I am offended. "But why?" not that I didn't have an inkling that that will be the reason for this kidnap, but I mean, why would someone want to kill me? After all I'm a sweet person, right guys? Why is no one talking, ain't I a sweet person?
"I'll explain to you later, right now we do not have time. If they catch us here, we're doomed" she actually seemed nervous, and for once in my life, I decided to be a little reasonable, and not listen to my strong headed self. "Fine" I said reluctantly before walking towards her.
I saw guard lying unconscious by the door, he was probably the one that opened it. I looked to right and saw even more unconscious guards, and the same thing on my right. I looked at her with wide eyes and she just shrugged, as if saying *yeah, I knocked them out, so?*
And then I couldn't help but think: Who in Heaven's name is this lady?
Emily's POV.
I paced the length of the room, phone in my hands, head throbbing badly for no particular reason. Although one feeling was pretty clear though, fear, I was scared of what would happen if Santiago found out, what her reaction would be when she sees me, and if she'll ever forgive me.
I didn't know why, but when Laura called me that Santiago had taken in a new prisoner, there was this gut feeling that I couldn't ignore, a possibility that she might be the one and I just had to run back home to find out. And just as I had thought, it turned out that my darling husband kidnapped my own sister, just when I'd thought he had changed for the better, he surprised me, as usual. A knock on the door interrupted my train of thoughts "who's there?" it came out a little bit more shaky than I wanted. "Laura " I took a deep breath, looks like it's time for the truth.
"come in" I adjusted my hijab, dreading the look on her face when she found out I converted to Islam (not that there's a problem with the religion but we had a pact and that's where the problem lies). Laura stepped in first then courtsied, and after a few seconds, my little sister stepped in looking as rebellious as ever in black joggers, faded blue high tops (she's had that shoe for like a million years now, for some reason, she seems to value it), a black hoodie with the words: Haters will Always Hate, printed on the front in blue ink with the hood pulled up in such a way that it hid half her pretty face.
"Lavender" I breathed out bracing myself for the worst. She froze, then slowly lowered her hood as if to see more clearly. For minutes she stood there, just staring at me until I found the courage to speak "how have you been?" "Emily" she said eyes wide. "I understand you are surprised to.." "understand" she cut me off "where have you been, we searched everywhere for you, we thought you were dead and you're standing there alive and breathing telling me you understand? Emily, you understand what exactly?" I kept quiet expecting an outburst, after all it was Jasmine we are talking about, always says whatever that's on her mind.
"are you wearing an hijab? Emily, after everything you succumbed to the wishes of that family? that evil family? " same silence "Say Something!" she yelled a bit, something she has never done before. I remained silent, not knowing the perfect excuse to justify my action or calm her down. "why did you bring me here?" She turned to Laura "Santiago is going to hurt you" I spoke this time "take me back" she said firmly, this same stubbornness that made mom always have a problem with her. "you can't go back there, look you're safe here okay, the cartel won't be able to find you here" "take me back" she repeated, this time facing me, I winced when I saw the look in her eyes, I expected to see anger, but instead she seemed withdrawn and disappointed.
And that only makes it hurt even more.
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