Holocaust Girl

Moving On

Becca's POV
As soon as I saw his face through the glass my heart skipped a beat. "I told you I'd see you again angel." He whispered. He kept his promise.. He opens the door and gasps when he sees the bruises on me. He carefully picks me up bridal style and we start running out. That is before guards stop us. "You can't leave with her." They boomed.
Jack's POV
"She's not crazy, you know it." I snapped. I kicked one officer right in the face with my cleats, sending his sprawling backwards. I run out the doors and quickly set her in my car, and speed off.
We drive fast, but not fast enough to pulled over. I have two plane tickets for us in Belgium, since it's out of France. Just in case they are searching for us at the airports there.
It's time for her to move on from her past. I can be her future.
She says nothing the whole time, just tears silently fall down her flawless face. Today it's not quite flawless, a black bruise is on her cheek. Did that stupid son of a b*tch Edgar do this to her? It breaks me to see her like this. She's usually bubbly, not today.
Today she's broken, like a beautiful old doll, with a crack in her face.
My doll.
Once we get to the airport parking lot I park and look at her. Blank Faced.
I caress her cheek, rubbing it softly as the tears fall. Then she breaks down.
I pull her into my chest as she sobs. We stay here for a few minutes before I realize she should change out of that hospital gown. We still have an hour before our flight. I hand her bag of things I grabbed from her place in Paris. She looks at me for a second through all the tears, and I could see the pain.. I shuddered.
I look away to give her privacy. After a few minutes she's ready and we walk into the airport. We get on the plane with luckily no issues. I had her passport ready anyway. On the plane she had that same blank expression. I hold her hand and to my surprise she squeezes mine back. I can't even imagine what's she's been through.
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My loving mother died of cancer when I was only eight. After that I grew cold.. My father has always been a ruthless businessman, but deeply loved my mother. After she passed he lost all his emotions, he wouldn't even care if I died. Most of the time he is out partying with women or working. Basically he works all day and parties all night. He lives in a penthouse looking over New York City, I went to live on my own a few years ago. I couldn't stand him anymore, he just gives me money. I see him only a few times a year, he is going to pay for my education. I've always wanted to be a mechanic and own my own shop, with my once best friend Alec. Father always wanted me to take over his business. We have gigantic hotels, fancy nightclubs, and sell the famous "Pines Guns." It looks like I'll take over now, I'm the only one to do so anyway. I'll be nineteen in September when I head off to the Harvard Business School, which is in Boston, Massachusetts. Bec doesn't know about that yet... I'm hoping she will come with me.
Now she's sleeping in my arms, pure bliss. I'm just going to enjoy the time I have with her.
Becca's POV
I don't say anything the whole car ride.. its best. He is so gentle.. so caring. Which is strange Mr. Popular bad boy, falling to his knees for me...  I feel like this is all a joke and he will start laughing. He strokes my cheek, and says sweet things. All I can do is cry. On the plane I rest my head on his chest, and fall asleep. I dream of the nightmares, but this time I see a light scaring away the darkness. I wake up to Jack telling me we are back in New York City. I yawn and gather my bag from the overhead compartment. Jack and I walk off without speaking although I know he wants to. He doesn't push me, like Alec would've. That's a thing I like about Jack.
We get our bags and get a taxi to a small cafe. Then he finally speaks to me. "I know your order by heart, chocolate chip muffin and vanilla milkshake." He laughs. God how I've missed his laugh.. I smile, for the first time in a few months. We eat as he tells me what I've missed, avoiding Lucy and Alec. Then at last I speak. "Where do I go now." I mumble. Jack sighs "Lucy sold your guy's old place, I got my own place since they are staying together." How could they do this to me... I've known Alec for a couple years now, and Lucy was supposed to be my best friend. I won't cry over them any longer, I will be eighteen soon, I need to act like it. "Are you sure I won't be a burden." I ask, trying to hide the pain in my eyes. "Of course not, if anything your a blessing angel." He speaks in a flirtatious tone. Making me laugh, actually laugh. Which makes Jack smile.
I think I can maybe move on from Alec... and with Jack.
We leave the cafe and head to Alec's new place, across from where I used to work... but now maybe I can work somewhere better.
The outside looks really nice, we walk in and head up to the fourth floor in the elevator. It sings and we step out. We walk down the hall and Jack opens the door. We walk in to find no other than Alec and Lucy. Looking at us awkwardly.