Hostage

Lost

Short A/N: Please read, very important.

Dissociative identity disorder

Also called: DID, multiple personality disorder, a disorder characterised by the presence of two or more distinct personality states.

Dissociative Identity Disorder, previously called multiple personality disorder, is usually a reaction to trauma as a way to help a person avoid bad memories. There is often trouble remembering certain events, beyond what would be explained by ordinary forgetfulness. These states alternately show in a person's behavior. Presentations, however, are variable.

Dissociative identity disorder is characterised by the presence of two or more distinct personality identities. Each may have a unique name, personal history and characteristics.

Andre's POV

"Ty."

I moaned as I turned to lie on my side.

"Tyrese." This time, there was a light tug on my thigh forcing me to open my eyes.

I had to admit, I expected the usual impact of the early morning sun on my eyes but when that didn't happen, I forced myself to look around.

From the tiny square windows, I could see that it was dark outside but the interior of the room I was in was extremely bright.... Lit up by a beautiful white florescent lights. My fingers dug into the bright red sofas and I felt panic rise in my chest when I saw an air hostess walk past us.

"We're here." The voice that called my name earlier announced and I quickly turned to face her, feeling my eyes widen the moment my eyes met her cold gray eyes.

"Last night was so much fun." She smiled but it didn't reach her eyes. Her hand found its way to my torso and crawled its way to my lower abdomen. I stopped her hand before it could go any lower. "We should do it again sometime." She smiled in attempt to be seductive and then bit down on her lip. I wanted to ask who she was but then I decided against it. Over the years, I had lost count of the number of slaps I had earned myself from asking that one very question.

Who are you?

I'd learned it was a question most women found offensive.... especially when you most likely fucked them the night before.

I watched her with curiosity wondering who the hell she was and what the fuck she was doing on my plane.

"Now let's go get that Golden opulence sundae you talked about. I can't wait." She said excitedly and then quickly undid her seatbelt. I watched her with disbelief, one eyebrow raised,barely stopping myself from chocking on my own saliva.

The Golden opulence sundae...

"We-we're in New York?" I stammered. She chucked as though I had said something funny.

"Yes,duh." She rolled her eyes.

I ran my hands through my hair,struggling to keep my breath in check.

"Shit!" I cursed under my breath. She looked at me,her smile suddenly fading. Fake concern clouded her expression and I would have bothered myself with the sudden movement of her hand against my thigh if I had woken up in any other place but New York.

I couldn't be here.

Hell....I shouldn't even be anywhere close to here.

I was supposed to be as far away as possible.

"I'm-I'm sorry." I roughly pulled her hand away and then stood up. I reached in my pocket and then got out a bundle of hundred dollar notes.

I had no idea how they got there or why I was dressed all in black but that was the least of my problems.

I had to get out of here.

And I had to do it fast.

I tossed the money at her and she  gasped as she caught it,seeming sincerely insulted.

"I'm sorry." I told her as I ran for the exit and then made my way down the air stair. Thankfully,it was dark outside so I didn't have to worry about being spotted. All I had to do right now was get out of New York city before dawn.

I tucked my hand in the pocket of the long dark coat I had on,keeping my gaze fixed to the ground.

"Mr. Monroe."

Fuck me.

I drew in a deep breath and then attempted to take another step forward.

"Andre!" He called again,forcing me to turn around.

"Paul." I feigned surprise. "Surprise seeing you here. I-Is Keen out of town?" I scratched the back of my head. He stood straight and then sighed.

"I'm going to have to ask you to get in the car sir." He said,suddenly deciding to be formal again. I rolled my eyes.

"Did Keenan send you?" I raised an eyebrow even though it was dark. He said nothing. Instead,he slowly stepped away from the door and then pulled it open.

"Please get in." He told me. I eyed him as I moved towards the car and then got in. I sighed and then placed my hand over my jaw in deep thoughts as he got into the drivers seat. I watched him curiously as he got out his phone and began to push some buttons.
I didn't even have to ask. I knew he was texting Keen.

"How did you know I was coming?" I asked slowly. I saw him glance at me through the rear view and then push some buttons on his phone before he hesitantly passed the phone to me. I pouted and reached for it slowly,hesitating before I glanced at the screen.

It was my Instagram.

"New York! I'm coming home."

It was me, but I didn't remember any of it. I raked my fingers through my hair and then let out a shaky breath.

"Baby,let me see." A female voice called from the background and the camera was immediately directed towards her.

It was the redhead from the plane.

She chuckled and then leaned closer.

"Dammit!" I cursed under my breath.

"Elena." My voice came from the phone once more."Not on camera." I told her. She pouted and then turned away.

Fuck,I didn't even remember any of this.

I could sense Paul watching me from the rearview as I returned the phone to him,feeling my jaw tighten.

Maece...

I was sure she had seen this.

"Where is Keenan?" I asked slowly. Paul sighed and then started the engine.

"He's on his way." He said as he reversed the car. He glanced at me again through the rear view but this time,there was something in the way he looked at me.

Something that said things weren't going to be okay.

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