Hate Thy Neighbor (A Palestinian's fight against the world)

23 Mission on

Derek and I became a team regardless of our circumstances. I am still pissed about drugging me but that I have to deal with Brad, not Derek. I still couldn't believe he did that to me. All the kissing, all the caring and warmth he extended just to drug me.

"No Hayah. What you think is not true" Derek said.

"What am I thinking?" I asked him quite offended.

"I don't know what but I know it has to do with Silvia and Brad. And that is not true" he said determined.

"Well, I was the one who was drugged and dragged across the country. So don't tell me what to feel" I told him annoyed.

"Silvia told me Brad had never responded to anyone the way he does for you. She believes he is in love with you. I saw the pain in his eyes when he let go of you. If there is any chance he could have kept you safe, he would have. Right now you are a suspect of a murder. We need to clear your name. Have a little patience and trust us at least a little bit"

My heart did a summersault when I heard him say Brad cares for me and love me. I don't believe it to be true, at least the love part. He is fighting for the son he never got the chance to meet. Not necessarily because he loves me. After all, he was caught with me by Hanson. He had to choose. I kept telling that to myself. I don't want to feel anything for Brad as yet. I know it's too late but at least for my sanity I need to separate my feelings from my mission.

"What is that noise I am hearing?" I asked Derek.

"That's the noise of helicopters" he said running out of this small place which is in the middle of no where.

"Do you think they traced us?" I asked him.

"No, it's not possible. We covered our ground" he said reaching for his weapon. But he looked tensed.

"We are moving. Come on. Take only the laptop. Come" and he literally dragged me out of the house. We didn't take the vehicle but he took me on some god forsaken road which I was sure going to kill us, if not for the cops. But after tracking for like 2km, we came to the closet town.

"You need to take off this black color thing you are wearing. They are looking for a Muslim woman in black" he said. I was quickly defensive. I never take off my abaaya and hijab. Ever.

"Hayah, no time" Derek yelled. And I knew I don't have a choice. I quickly took off my abaaya and hijab. Luckily I was wearing a long sleeve top and a denim. Derek looked shocked when he saw me.

"No wonder you were asked to cover. Brad is a lucky bastard" he said with a smirk. I ignored it given our circumstances.  

And we kept moving. No money, no vehicle and no place over the head - reliving my Palestine life.

"What are we going to do?"

"We pray and we move until we know what to do"

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"Okay, first thing first, we need to clear Hayah's name from this crime they are framing her" I told Silvia.

"First thing first, but clearing Hayah's name isn't the one. Let's go after the pedophiles. Easy targets, wide news coverage. Since most of them are not in the public eye, most of the news anchors nor their bosses will know them by name except for the status they carry"

I am not happy about leaving Hayah's matter till the end, but I am not thinking rationally.

"You dad is done. I mean, the elite Zionist lost his true value. He was named and shamed in the media. Even though he hasn't lost his privileges as yet, it is a matter of time. I will not trouble with him" I told her.