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I laid on my side, lone tears trickling over the bridge of my nose. I didn't want to move. I just wanted to lay here and wallow in my sadness.
Would I ever get to go back home?
Romelo's words swirled around in my head, giving me a pounding headache.
"Someone's trying to kill you."
If all people, they would try to kill me. I don't know what I've done to deserve to be kidnapped, and hunted like a wild animal. All of it just confuses me.
"Aaliyah?"
"Yes..?" I weakly responded.
I didn't really want to be bothered, but it seemed like I didn't have a choice.
"I want to show you something."
Looking over my shoulder, I slowly sat up. Getting out the bed, I came over to him. He gave me a soft smile, and kissed my forehead. He took my hand, and took me down the same hallway from yesterday.
Stopping in front of a door, he took out a key, unlocking the door. Opening it, he let me inside first.
This room was also covered in photos of me, but something felt different.
"I want you to understand why I have all these pictures of you."
I watched him as he took a photo off the wall, handing it to me.
"What do you see?" He asked.
It was a photo of my mother and I, in the store.
"My mom..and me.." I looked at him, raising my eyebrows. Romelo nodded.
"Now look in the top left corner."
Doing what he said, I looked in the top left corner.
There was a male, in a hoodie.
A black one at that.
I looked at Romelo, and he handed me another one.
"He's been following you around for months. He's obsessed with you. The only reason you're here with me is because I can protect you."
I stared at the photos, biting my lip.
"What could he do to me?" I asked, my voice getting shaky.
This was creepy..
"Torture."
I handed the photos back to him, and Romelo placed them back on the wall.
"And how do you know this?"
Romelo looked over his shoulder at me, and I saw his fists ball up.
"Because.." He started.
"Because what?
"Because I used to work with him."
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Fanfictionfer·vor ˈfərvər want, longing "ι'м proтecтιɴɢ yoυ ғroм нιм." Were the words he told me. At first, I didn't believe his crazy banter, the way he went on and on about some mysterious man- whose name he won't tell me. I believed he was cr...
