Out of the Ordinary│lachlan power

Chapter 15 ~ She's Free

Desiree's POV

I pulled away, speechless.

"You-"

"I know, I know, I had to," he murmured and waved it away.

"I'm dating someone, Jordan! You can't just kiss me and wave it away!" I yelled.

"I- you wouldn't understand. I wish you could," he muttered and stood up. He started walking to the door.

"I wish you would stop being so vague," I said angrily, causing him to stop in his tracks. He turned his head to the side.

"The less you know, the safer you are," he whispered then kept on going.

"I DON'T CARE IF I'M NOT SAFE!" I screamed. "I DON'T! THE PEOPLE WHO WANT TO PROTECT ME OR-OR HIDE ME ARE PUTTING A GUN TO THEIR HEAD!"

"We are putting the gun to our head in order to save someone we care about. And nothing else matters to me if I know you aren't safe."

"No. I'd rather take the bullet than to see you hurt. You're not always going to be able to protect me. You just can't. So take off the binds, Jordan. It's not worth to save someone who is not capable of being saved," I said calmly.

"I. Won't. Give. Up. I will keep on trying," he insisted. I let a soft laugh escape my lips.

"Fine, have it your way, Jordan. You don't want me to be hurt, torn, broken, or destroyed. I appreciate your compassion. But that's not reality. That's already me. You can't keep me here forever. It doesn't matter to me that I'm not safe, I'm leaving."

"You're not going to be able to break the ties, Desiree. I made sure you're safe," he whispered then finally walked out the door, locking it. I chuckled in amusement.

I twisted my right wrist so that I could cut it on the jagged part of the cabinet. I moved the tie up and down the cabinet like a saw, and it slowly ripped apart. I finally cut the tie and started on the left wrist. I untied it easily after finding the knot.

"You didn't make sure enough, Jordan," I whispered in a sing-song voice as I began to untie my feet.

I got up and slowly walked around the room (with heels on) for about five minutes so I could get used to walk again. When I finally could walk like a normal person, I grabbed a piece of paper from a desk and a pencil to write a letter to Jordan. I folded the bed sheets and straightened it to make it look nice. I laid the letter on the pillow and put the pencil next to it.

I took the bobby pin out of my hair and unlocked the door. I crept out of the room and scanned the hallway to make sure Jordan wasn't there. I slipped up against the walls until I reached a staircase. I stepped higher and higher until I saw a door. I turned the door knob and sunlight and fresh air hit me hard. I was in the city. The sound of cars honking and speeding by echoed off of the tall buildings. I took a step forward toward the edge of the sidewalk. I reached up to my neck and took off the white scarf Jordan gave me, smiling sadly.

"I'm free, Jordan. Free," I whispered before closing my eyes and taking a large step forward.

Jordan's POV

I heard a faint creak from Desiree's door. I panicked and ran to her room. I saw that her door was open. I ran into her room, and she wasn't there. In her place was a piece of paper. I reached out and took the piece of paper.

Jordan,

I am thankful for all the things you've done for me. Secretly taking care of me when I needed it. I'll remember everything that you did. Thank you. I just want to apologize for leaving you sooner than you wanted me to. Well, you didn't want me to leave at all. But I had to. You put the knife to your throat when you took care of me, and I never wanted that to happen. I'm sorry that I don't love you like you love me. I love you as a friend. But that's okay, because now you can meet someone else that you'll love better than me. I'm probably gone as you're reading this. I most likely left with Angel. Just know that I'm always there, Jordan. I'll miss you. And if you ever run into my friends, please tell them everything. I hope you understand my choice.