Never going to escape

A Year Later

         I had finished high school a few months ago, it wasn't easy after everything that had happened. I came home that morning with my mother crying at the kitchen table. She never stopped looking for me, her and jasmine never stopped missing me.

  The police knew I was taken, my mother gave them my phone which showed the last messages from the unknown number which I know now was Robbie. They suspected Robbie, but never had enough proof for an official arrest or search warrant.

My mother had hugged me for what felt like hours, as if she had let me go I'd vanish again. I was livid that Robbie made us go through this pain, I was mad at myself for the choice I made before leaving his house, but I was content.

  Jasmine was at school by the time I had gotten home that day, but when I did see her she was crying. I didn't expect her to hug me the way she did. I couldn't hold back my tears as my little sister who'd I had always argued and fought with was crying tears of relief of my return.

   The police questioned me, and I told them how Robbie had taken me. The choice I made is what changed the reality of his life. Robbie was given five years for kidnapping me, a sentenced reduced much to my mother's anger. I knew exactly what I was doing to get Robbie out of jail as soon as possible, that was the choice I had made that day.

  After reaching the final step of the stairs and the memory of the promise I had made Robbie deep within my mind I had returned down the stairs. I held him as he cried in my arms. We were both broken, he was sick, but so was I. I needed him. I know, it's wrong, but I love him. Robbie will be released in three years due to good behavior, but even that was too long. My mother forbid me from speaking to him or seeing him, but I was eighteen now, and I called Robbie as often as I could.

   In two years he'd be out of jail and we'd be together again. I would be his and he'd be mine. We were addicted to each other, we were both bad for each other. We were poison and one day we'd kill each other. Somehow some way, our toxicity would explode.  We never were going to escape.