Our Flame

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NADIA 

I haven't spoken to Ezra since we got in his car, correction- since he shoved me in here. I don't blame him, I kept yelling at him.

And he's not the person at fault.

I know I'm making the right choice by leaving and I know that Ezra is correct but why now? I just got my family back.

After a moment of being in my thoughts, I look over at Ezra. He seems almost confused as he drives- his tatted hands have a tight grip on the steering wheel and his brown eyes hold uncertainty.

"Where are you taking me?" I finally speak. Ezra chuckles not once looking at me, "I didn't kidnap you, Nadia. You came willingly, so don't make it sound like otherwise."

He's right, but I don't care. "If you didn't show me the picture, I would still be with my family." I tell him.

"And it'd be the most selfish choice you could ever make." Ezra replies.

Finally, I feel his eyes on me. "Your father is out there, and it's not your brothers he'll harm."

I hate him, I hate him for showing me that picture, and I hate him even more because he's right. My father wants me, not my brothers.

But if they're in his way, he won't hesitate to kill them. The blood we all share means nothing to him.

"We're here." Ezra quickly exits the car. I sigh as I see a plane waiting for us, I'm really leaving. I take several deep breaths before getting out of the car.

Ezra waits by the plane as if he wants me to go in first, "We're going to Australia." He speaks. "I hate you." I mumble.

I know he heard my words because he tensed, I accept my fate and board the plane. This is now the start of something new.

**

My eyes open and I let out a yawn, I fell asleep. I told myself I wouldn't but the seats were too comfortable.

I rub my eyes looking around the plane, surely my eyes find Ezra's. "You slept basically the whole flight." He tells me. I nod in response, looking away.

Finally I ask the question; "Why Australia?"

Ezra shrugs going onto his computer, "Why not? No one suspects it." He shortly responds.

I nod again not trusting my words; I might blurt out 'I hate you' again, which is the biggest lie I've ever heard.

I don't exactly like Ezra but it's definitely not hatred. On the other hand, he took me from my family. It'd be betrayal if I didn't hate him.

Right?

I would have fought harder against coming here but once again, Ezra was right. It'd be selfish for me to stay knowing my father has made his presence known.

He's recruiting people for the last time.

My death may as well be the last piece in his plan, but what would he gain?

"Come on, put your seatbelt on." He states, leaving no room for discussion. I raise my eyebrow. "Rough landing." He shortly answers.