𝘍𝘦𝘢𝘳 𝘰𝘧 𝘛𝘩𝘰𝘴𝘦

5- Sunflowers

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~𝐄𝐏𝐈𝐆𝐑𝐀𝐏𝐇~

The joy will fill our lives on earth,
through troubles come our way.
He is our refuge, sure and safe
to guide us every day.

~Elma Helgason

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𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝟓: 𝐒𝐔𝐍𝐅𝐋𝐎𝐖𝐄𝐑𝐒

As my skinny long fingers comb through my curls separating the lumps in my hairs which wasn't even washed for days, that is annoying. I closed my eyes on the soothing touch of my nails scraping the scalp gently. I see his mustang which was being followed by us all the way. Looking out at the cars and people busy in their lives feels so strange, I never noticed other's lives but now when I don't know if I will be ever-living like them normally. My life was never normal, anyway, so it doesn't matter how it will be in the future.

The boy was sitting beside me on the other side, observing everyone like me. "Hey!" I called him as I don't know his name "Hey, kidnapper!" I called again when he didn't respond.

He turned giving me a 'are you kidding' look. "It's Jimmy" he replied annoyingly "Don't call me that again." He looked annoyed by the name I called. He rolled his eyes and looked away. Wow like first you will kidnap me and then you don't like to be called kidnappers?

"Aren't you guys hiding your identities from me?" I asked politely but from inside I was panicking. This directs to the only thing that they are going to kill me that's why me knowing their identities or not, it doesn't matter.

They are going to kill me...

"No, not on purpose," He let out a laugh "you are interesting." 

My right brow was automatically raised by the compliment "what made you think like that?" I asked,  giving him an ironic look but mostly curious. He smirked with one word which was more like a question "you?" A shiver went up to my spine and I froze to that position. Why and how did I make him think that? Anyway, it's not my problem what he thinks. He turned his head to the other side looking out of the window. I leaned back to the seat making myself comfortable which wasn't possible in the situation. 

No matter what I am still stuck with them. They still need me for what? As bait to catch my father? I don't think this is a good idea but, I can use them to get myself to my father instead. 

The Journey doesn't seem to end as we were still on the road following that mustang. Resting by the window I can hear the sound of the air breaking by our car and the sound of the engine that wasn't enough to shut my thoughts down, not so long and I fall for a nap.

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"Wake up," Jimmy said, shaking my shoulder as my eyes were not fully opened. I felt our car was stopped and parked outside a small resort. Black Mustang was being parked beside a white wooden fence covering the boundaries of the resort. Instantly my eyes caught the sunflowers inside the fences, reminding me of my mother. She liked sunflowers.

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"Val, honey?" I heard Dad as he came into my room and after searching everywhere he leaned down in my tent house where I was hiding "why on earth are you crying, princess?" I wiped my tears and produces the sunflower from my back in front of him which was dead "oh" Dad says giving me a sad face and crawled into my small tent house which can barely hold both of us in.