Is it Love or Lust? [Student/Teacher] BIG CHANGE/REWRITING IS COMING SOON!

23 - Disguises and Kidnapped at Gunpoint

Sorry for the long ass wait! I put this off because I had a friend who was moving so I was spending a lot of time with her for a couple weeks before she left, then I couldn't get into the story again, but fear not I have a chapter and it's a bit longer than the norm, it's almost 3K words! I hope that's a good thing anyway. To me this is kind of crappy, but at least it's something until I edit it and make it better, a lot better.

~Court!

                                     Chapter 23 - Disguises and Kidnapped at Gunpoint

“I suggest that you leave town, make it as soon as possible.” I could feel tears brim at my eyes, I would be leaving everything and everyone behind, not necessarily people I love, but I haven’t known anyone else, I grew up here. How the hell am I supposed to leave it all behind? I couldn’t do this on my own.

“Come with me! I mean, I have plenty of money. Rach, I can’t do this on my own.” We stared at each other; I was praying to all the gods I could think of so that she would come with me.  She seemed to be really thinking about it. “I’m sorry for asking, but I don’t have anyone else.” She looked at me and nodded.

“I’ll go, help me pack.” She got up and got a dark blue duffle bag from her closet, it was the dance bag we had when we were little. I smiled at it fondly, thinking about the memories attached to the duffle bag; I wish we were still ten. Life was so much easier. I don’t want to live like this, what happened to going to college after high school? What happened to meeting that one guy who could make me laugh, the one guy who could make me feel loved, special? Why did he have to be a cop, working a case concerning my father, the people he worked for, and me? What happened to getting a degree, working and having kids with the man I love? What happened to being normal? I never asked for this, I don’t want it! I was grabbing clothes from her closet while she was getting her clothes from the dresser next to her bed. I couldn’t help but to feel incredibly bad for asking her to leave her home, her parents, her life, for mine. We stuffed her duffle bag full of clothes when I heard a car pull up outside. Who the hell could that be? Rachel ran to her window to see who it was.

“Scarlett, it’s Jake. “ I ran over to the window to see for myself. It was Jake. Shit.

“He’s going to ask for you. Whatever you do, you haven’t seen me tonight.”  Just then Rachel’s mom yelled up the stairs for her, telling her that she had a visitor. She gave me one last look before going downstairs. I grabbed the duffle bag from Johnson’s and hid in her closet. I sat down just as Jake walked in the room.

“What the hell Jake, do you think I’m lying to you?” I wish I could see where they were, but her closet doors were like her bedroom door. I could see shadows under the door though.

“No, I’m sorry. I just have to find her, Rach. I’m worried she might be in danger. Will you call me if she comes here?” I didn’t hear an answer from her. Oh Lord, is she selling me out? This waiting is killing me. The next thing I heard, surprised me, even though it really shouldn’t. They were kissing. I felt jealousy bubble up and then sadness burrowed its way into my heart at the thought of Chris. Oh how I wished to kiss him, to forget everything just for a minute while he wrapped his arms around me, kissing me like he does.  I need to stop thinking about him.

“He’s gone, Scarlett.” Her sudden announcement scared me out of my thoughts. I got up, opening the doors of her closet. I set the duffle bag on her bed and sat down. It hurt a lot to think about Chris. A part of me wants to go to him, not even caring that he lied to me about everything, still trusting him with my life and my heart. “Scarlett, are you okay?” I noticed she was squatting down with her hands on my legs to steady herself, looking up at me. I nodded.