My first day of law school is spent worrying about Ben because the past couple of months have been difficult for him to process. Ben has wired our entire apartment with high-tech security devices and cameras. I felt like a rat in a cage, consistently watched. The shooting range wasn't a leisure activity now. we were there four times a week. I have become a very accurate shooter and had my own gun.
My yoga classes changed to weightlifting and boxing with a trainer that Ben selected. I didn't get a say to deny any of the changes happening, I was told what to do. I missed my yoga classes but didn't dare say it out loud to Ben.
Each of us stopped using our cellphones, cancelling our services so we couldn't be traced. Ben brought us home non-tracing cellphones his academy told him to purchase.
I missed my smartphone and all the apps. The only thing I could use was a flip phone to call with. No more Netflix to watch. No more puzzle games to pass the time.
If I wanted to talk to Alex, I used my computer to Skype with him. I couldn't tell him why I didn't have my cellphone anymore because he would worry. I wasn't about to tell him that I couldn't leave the house without Ben because he would be on the next plane to check on me. So, I kept our Skype calls about school and his tour. I didn't want him to know that I was under house arrest from Ben.
Last night on our call, I let Alex know that Ben and I wouldn't be making it home to Vancouver for Christmas. The thought of us being followed to Canada terrified me to pieces. I wasn't going to lead those assholes to my house or Alex's house.
However, I can't tell him the truth, so I lie to my best friend. I tell him that I want to spend the holiday on a beach with Ben and not have his mother interfering this year. Alex didn't buy it for a second. Maybe his suspicion started when I tell him that if anything were to happen to me, he will need to call my lawyer, George for the plans.
If he could have jumped through the screen, he would have. I watched his face process the information and I would be blind to notice the panic.
"What is going on?" He pushes.
I try joking, but it doesn't help.
"Nothing. I just need to make sure that my affairs are in order. Alex, your mother will try to keep me alive so I can marry you. Please don't let me be a veggie. If I have a chance of a normal life, then yes please keep me alive. But if I will never walk, talk, recognize those I love, or laugh again...I need you to be strong enough to end my life." I plea with big eyes.
"Ally, I'm not stupid. Are you in trouble?" He asks.
"No. I promise." I lie and put on my best smile. "It's just we've never talked about my wishes and since you're the only family I have, I want you to know what I want."
"I need to go." Alex says before hanging up the call.
I'm on the couch wide-awake when Ben gets home from his night shift, he jumps when he sees me on the couch. The moment I see him, I jump up and hug him. I start sobbing into his neck and he just holds me until I fall asleep.
The next morning, I'm completely out of it at class. I didn't realize that the class was over, and I missed half the lecture by spacing out. Gathering my things, I make my way out the front door. My black towncar is waiting at the curb and I hurry to it. People are judging me or looking at me with curiosity.
Was I someone they should know?
Was I some rich princess that daddy was trying to protect?
It took everything in me to not shout at the gawkers that I wasn't anything special – I just had a very nervous boyfriend that thought his past was going to kill me.
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Heartlines
Roman d'amour*** Complete Story *** Allyson Sicard was in her final year at Harvard and while her roommates were trying to get their Ivy League boyfriends to propose, Ally was trying to figure out which law school she wanted to graduate from. Columbia had always...
