Trapped (COMPLETED)

6

Faith was getting a silk rode from a hanger in the shower, putting it over her shoulders and tying it around her waist. She looked at herself in the mirror, getting a com to brush her hair, smoothing it out, to finally applying a cream to it and exit the shower.

She looked around at the enormous room, she never had any of this as a child or teenager, and probably would never have had this if she hadn't meat Walter. Smiling to herself with his name, never in a million years she thought she would be dating a drug dealer. In movies, you always wish to be the hero that stops the drug dealer and saves humanity, but never be the one, being part of the crime.

"It's not a crime." Faith says to herself. "It's not." Walter was helping people, he was doing things right, he wasn't going down selling things he shouldn't sell, it's just drug. "Just drugs". Faith stopped her thinking after that, even if Walter had the best intentions, there was always something on the back of her head telling her this job was wrong, that it wasn't okay. Making millions on people's addiction wasn't something to be happy about.

"But Walter." She thought again, such a kind man, a loving hurt soul, that was put into this, did he really have a choice? "No." Faith answered in a second, he didn't have a choice. He was put in to this, and he was trying to make it right. Pushing all thoughts away, she walked into her closet, selecting a silk sleeping gown and putting it on her body placing her robe in the usual place. Walking out she passed her hand through her clothes hanging in her closet, feeling all the fabrics and looking briefly at all of them, mentally making a note on what she would wear tomorrow. "So many clothes, not enough time to wear them." Faith thought. As she walked out heading to her bed, she sits on the edge, getting a face cream that was on her night table, looking at the door as she carefully massaged her face in circles.

"Why isn't Walter here?" She thought, he would always come before 10, and the clock said 10:47. Sometimes Walter would get into his work so much that he would just pass by saying goodnight, or at less a message or a call, but tonight nothing came, not one phone call, not one message. Was he really as busy as he said he was? What if something happened that made him forget? Walter never forget about anything.

All this question passed by Faith mind. Faith was an over thinker, and a stress addict. She would always have health probables because of that. At the age of six, she was put in a hospital for breathing problems that made her heart almost stop, the doctor concluded that it was a stress problem. With that her parents laughed, it was ridiculous that a six-year-old girl had stress problems, that led to many other test and diagnostic, putting the child under a serious of medication and therapy. At the end the therapist concluded that it was stress issues. Saying that faith was stressed out because in school the first person to know the alphabet in her class would get a gold star, and she wanted the gold star.

At 13, she was reported missing from her house one night, when her parents went out for groceries, leaving her alone at home. They said that she was asleep, and that they would return before she could wake up. But faith woke up before they came back and panicked, thinking that they got kidnapped, and killed by an evil person. Making her run away so that people wouldn't find her and make her assist and orphanage, that she would hate, just like in movies, and would end up like a hobo in the streets.

From that point, her parents took it seriously, making faith join groups of yoga and workout sessions, helping her relax, organizing a spa treatment once a month, and billing a Library in her room, so she could concentrate on other things.

Slowly she started to relax, and tried to control her mind over time, getting her stress levels down, living a more relaxed life. Dating a drug dealer was not relaxing, it made her reconsider seeing Walter when he finally told her what he worked in, to be able to buy her very expensive things and take her out around the world.