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Eventually after what felt like forever of just laying in the back of my car, my brother Arsenio showed up. He started questioning me about what had happened and I answered every single question, at the end of the day the dude didn't even take my phone which just proved my point that his intention was never to rob me. His intention was to kidnap me from the start. What me, Arsenio, and the rest of the gang were trying to figure out was who the fuck would try to kidnap me, and why? I mean as far as I knew I hadn't stole drugs from anyone, and although my older brother was a mafia boss he has other important people that they could've gone after, like his girlfriend.

For now, there was no apparent, logical explanation as to why someone tried to kidnap me, but I was fucking traumatized. I never made it to my AA meeting, and when Arsenio dropped me off at home I didn't talk to anyone. I just walked straight to my room, locked my door and threw myself on my bed. I wrapped myself in multiple blankets, so many of them that I truly felt like I was running out of air and just then there was a knock on my door.

"Freya...open the door." my dad said from the other side of it

He sounded muffled, and I heard the slightest amount of regret in his voice. Almost as if he was sorry for the things he said about me in the argument that we had earlier.

"Look," he stopped and sighed, was he-was he about to apologize? "I'm sorry," oh shit. He's apologizing, "I know you're trying your best to get better and I'm not doing much to help that. I really am sorry for saying everything I said earlier, I just want you to know that I didn't mean anything that I said it was just all heat of the moment shit, I promise. I don't think you should be dead, I don't think you're crazy but most importantly, I don't hate you, Freya. I love you. You're my little princess."

My eyes got watery for a moment, it felt like he truly did mean it, but what was in the back of my mind was for how long? For how long was he going to mean this apology? Until he got angry again and repeated the same exact things, and as I thought of that my tears started to dry up. I stayed silent. "I-if you want to eat..there's twenty dollars on the counter and you can buy pizza, I'm going to go to work." he said

I heard the floor boards creak, as his footsteps dissipated until they were no longer heard.

I was still wrapped under my blankets yet I could feel the buzzes coming from my phone that was still in my dress pocket. I reluctantly pulled it out and looked at the screen. I had messages from Rye, Noor, Delaney even fucking Amara. They were all asking if I was okay because apparently Zaire called them all and told them what happened. Gosh did I hate when she would do that shit. I decided not to answer right at that moment, I thought it would just be better to wait til my heart was no longer about to beat out of my chest.

I threw my phone somewhere across the room and turned on my tv. Yes, I was seriously planning on watching tv after I almost got kidnapped. Before I settled for watching tv for the rest of the night I decided, for my own safety, to lock all doors and windows around my house and grab my dad's baseball bat out of his closet hiding it under both my pillows in case of anything, then I started watching Friends for what I believe is somewhat the fourth maybe even fifth time.

I was chilling on my bed, occasionally laughing at Ross and Chandler's arguing over who's joke is it really and then I got a phone call. I saw my phone's screen light up from where I had thrown it so I paused Friends and walked over there to pick it up.

Unknown Caller ID. I for sure wasn't answering that, so I waited until the call went away and texted my brother.

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