I had moved in with Luke a month ago, we were completely happy together. We were always together; I had taken my photography a lot more serious. Some people even hired me to take professional pictures at their wedding, birthday, special event, etc. It was all great my life in Paris was really coming together nothing could ruin it.
I grabbed my phone and called Chris. Over the past few weeks we have gotten really close.
“Hello?” Chris answered she sounded really sick
“Hey Chris its Anna, are you okay?” I asked worriedly
“Oh yeah, just been a bit sick lately” She coughed
“I’ll be over soon” I said quickly and hung up.
I stopped by the store and got medicine, tissues, and some chocolate hopefully all this would make her feel better.
I entered Chris’s apartment to find her sprawled over her couch with blankets and tissues everywhere.
“Chris this place is a mess!” I exclaimed trying not to step on the used tissue.
“I know, sorry” She coughed
“I brought you chocolate” I smiled handing her the box
“Thanks” She smiled back, sitting up on the couch. She looked so pale and weak.
Chris was eating the chocolate when all of a sudden she dropped the chocolate bar and ran to the bathroom with a hand over her mouth. I could hear her throwing up in the toilet. Maybe food was a bad idea.
Chris came back clutching her stomach in pain.
“Sorry about that” She sighed fanning herself
“Wow it’s really hot” She sighed
I touched her forehead, “Chris you’re burning up!” I exclaimed
I ran to her kitchen and filled a plastic bag with ice and wrapped it bit with paper towels. I went over and put it on her forehead.
“I’m going to be your nurse today, whatever you need im here” I smiled
“Anna you don’t have too” Chris protested
“No, I am going to be here so stop complaining” I order and Chris shuts up
I started by cleaning up her mess, picking up the tissues (with gloves of course!) and making the couch comfy for her.
Once I was done, I checked up on Chris, her fever was gone but she still looked really pale.
“Here drink these” I ordered giving Chris a glass of water and some pills that would help her
“Thanks” She whispered as she gulped down the pills and laid back down to get some rest.
As I was adding another blanket to Chris’s feet I heard the phone ring. It was probably Luke I hadn’t told him I was staying the night here. I went over and picked up.
“Hello?” I asked
“Listen up kid” An unfamiliar deep voice growls
“Get Annabelle alone tomorrow in the Oak Brook alley or we’ll kidnap her ourselves your choice.” He says
“You won’t get her!” I shout pretending to be Chris
“We will soon enough, why don’t you join us girl, for money” He says menacingly
“Never!” I shout and hang up
My father was still looking for me, they wanted me, I needed to hide and run again. Away from Luke, away from Chris then maybe they would be safe.
