It begins with us.

Chapter Eight

Yaakovs POV

"Ari! Gets us home now!"

I yelled out in a panic before shoving my phone back into my pocket. I felt the car shift into gear as we began to drive faster through the streets of the Gaza strip, the wheels on the blacktop manoeuvred with grace while the lights and sounds from nearby buildings and people passed us by in a haze of whites, reds and blues.

"Jesus! Where's the fire brother?!"

Danial spoke while his hand gripped the handle on the door, moving quickly to put his seat belt on as he moved his gaze towards me with concern and shock.

"Yaakov?! What has happened? Has the manor been breached?"

Mohammed's voice was laced with concern and rage as he tried to pull out his phone, finding it difficult as Ari steers the car in between the traffic, hearing the loud honking of horns as we turn left at a red light. Almost there.

"We would have been alerted if that was the case!"

Danial's panic begins to show as I avoid giving them an answer. It's honestly not on purpose. I don't wish to fill them with panic but, I just don't know how to explain my reaction to them. Hell, I couldn't even understand it fully. All I know is that I need to get back to the manor, I need to be there to see the colour of her eyes, the softness of her voice...

"Yaakov!!"

"There is no breach! Kemal confirmed, everything is fine!"

"What the hell brother!"

"ENOUGH!"

I roared, my eye's glued to both men as they sat rooted in their seats, looking at me as if I've just lost my mind. Maybe I had. I was trying to calm my racing heart down just enough so that it could stop the blood from pumping in my ears.

My mind was a jigsaw puzzle, trying to fit all the correct pieces back together so I could start to think straight. Mohammed and Danial's barking wasn't helping matters, and I found myself on the verge of having a full blown panic attack. All I knew is that my body and soul needed to be with her, my heart was ready to jump out of my chest as soon as Dr Samuel uttered those words.

"Yaakov? What's going on?"

I looked towards my brother, pain and confusion was set in stone on his face while I tried not to cry right in front of them both. He spoke with such carefulness as not to enrage me further. My brother was petrified.

"We are here Sir"

Ari's voice booms through the privacy screen as all thoughts of my brother and Mohammed leave my mind like dust in the wind. I grip the handle, throwing the car door open enough that I hear an unpleasant snap echo behind me. But I didn't care. I could buy a new car tomorrow with ease.

Every man and woman scurried off once my feet enter the manor, my loud footsteps echo throughout the air with every hard step on the wooden floor. I could smell their fear. I breath through my nostrils, jaw clenched hard as I make my way up the grand staircase three steps at a time.

My ears start to pick up on heavy footsteps running up behind me, but I pay no mind to them, knowing full well that it was properly Danial, Mohammed and my men rushing to see what had made their King this crazed. Once on the third floor I began to jog, needing to get to her quicker as if my life depended on it. The blood pumping in my veins helped my steps quicken till I reached my wing of the manor.

"Mohammed! Jesus man!"

I look over my shoulder briefly, catching a glimpse of Danial throwing his hands up into the air at Mohammed and the others who have stopped at the entrance to my floor. Everyone knows this floor is off limits. I have always enjoyed my privacy since I was a little child, knowing that this place was my sanctuary away from a future I wasn't ready to be a part of, but accepted none the less. I enjoyed knowing that I could be myself here, and that what I did here was far away from the prying eyes of my family.