STOLEN GLIMPSES 🥺 _

CHAPTER 2 :LET ME TELL YOU A TWISTED TALE

Ten years ago

I remember it clearly now ...me and Tim aged 16 had decided to run away together for the 3 weeks of the June holidays. We were both exhausted from school and our way too complicated lives to care . With me now living with my uncle and his wife after both my mother's died ,Tim having earned his first providence out of his share of his late grandmother's estate we could go anywhere. Tim had his elder -but slightly immature- brother who was 30 and his guardian . Christopher didn't mind taking us to Hawaii for the first two weeks of the break...well he had a modeling gig but couldnt afford the trip so Tim gave him a few rands. Only if he would be our adult escort.
It was exciting at first...I mean from Southern Africa all the way around the earth to Hawaii sounded crazy for two 16 year old kids to roadtrip to but when Tim and I dreamed we reached for the entire universe. Not some way too close STARS...plz. *trys to scoff but realizes she's In a dream and can't really breath better yet scoff .*

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We arrived exactly at the beginning of the week and settled into our hotel in  Maui. The first week me and Tim spent scuba diving ; rock diving ; air surfing while Christopher was at work. He was no fun...always getting up early to go take some shots on the island.
Once we asked if we could attend one of his shoots but he quickly shut us up by showing us a flyer for a heritage tour around Hawaii's many islands.

It was on our second week though when we finally found out the actual truth.

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One evening I had trouble sleeping so I went out of my hotel room intending to go wake up Tim ,who was next door. But as I quietly stepped out of my hotel room and shut the velvety door, I was startled by things being thrown in the room further in the hallway...that's Christopher's room.

I decided to check on him since I couldn't sleep. When tried opening his door I realized it was locked from inside and only he could open it with a key card . I knocked on his door for several minutes but no one answered...he was probably banging some Hawaiian girl in there. Probably the girl he was flirting with in the restaurant we just ate at ,concluding that the noise was probably something I didn't want to know about . I decided to go back to Tim's room.

I stopped outside of Tim's room and just as was about to knock, large hands grabbed me and pressed me to the wall. I tried seeing who it was but was injected with some type of drug and I immediately felt drowsy.

When I tried opening my eyes, my temple set out a piercing headache. "Concurr ,Concurr...wake up its Timothy " I couldn't stay awake but just before I succumbed to the drug I caught the tall siluate of Tim encasing me in his thin arms.

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When I came to...Tim told me everything. He told me he heard the Same strange ruckus in Christopher's room, at first he thought it was the cleaning stuff doing their rounds then he went the bathroom and heard shouting . It was Christopher's voice and another guy ...they were talking about some shipment and ... and me .

Apparently Christopher was not his name ...the name the other guy called him was Ricardio and he kept calling him boss . Tim gathered that 'Chris ' was infact a drug dealer and was involved in human trafficking...and his latest shipment was passing by Maui island. CHRIS or Ricardio was planning on sending someone to slip into my hotel room and kidnap me but since Tim was always by my side he couldn't.

Tim said as soon as he heard their conversation end ,he quickly ran to my room but was met with me being harrassed just outside of Ricardio's room and they were dragging my unconscious body towards the elevator.
He used the stairs and fortunately when he got to the first floor they were guard's there and Ricardio and his goon had been spotted already on the surveillance cameras.

We were taken to the local hospital and I was currently being treated.

ELEVEN YEARS AGO

The following year Ricardio and his gang were prosecuted by the government of South Africa for Human trafficking and drug dealings outside of  Africa.

At 17 years old ,me and Timothy had permanent protection orders against Christopher.

And since Tim had no one else to take care of him in Southern Africa ,he had to move back to New York and move in with his grandmother's family. We kept in contact with each other when we could and he promised me he would come study in South Africa after he matriculated in the United states.

TIM kept his promise and came back to me . We picked up the pieces together and he supported me in my therapy and I his .

Present time

The rest as they say is History.