We And The Shores

Blades

Cole

Is this girl mad or what? Seconds ago I was asking her to choose between chocolates and now, here we are standing in front of two bulky men and a woman. Why did she even run after them. Are they her relatives or what?

"Excuse me sir, can you please take your girlfriend from here, she's disturbing us," the woman spoke and rolled her eyes.

Oh, they don't know her and this rabbit ran after them as if they're childhood buddies who were separated years ago. Damn, this is embarrassing. I looked towards Olivia, the color drained out of her face, she slowly started taking backward steps.

"I'm sorry. It was a misunderstanding. I didn't mean to bother you people. Have a good day." Olivia told them and ran towards the chairs near the tuckshop.

God, this girl is unbelievable.

But there was terror in her voice, There must be something else. I apologized to them too and went after Olivia.

"What was that, you can't even recognize people with glasses? , I asked her and sat next to her.

She didn't respond.

"They'll send her," she spoke and rubbed her sweaty hands on her jeans. Her face was still pale.

A lot of questions puzzled up in my brain , who will send who? Who's she talking about? Why will they send her? Is she talking about that woman, no that's not possible they were a couple.  Is she hallucinating?

"Are you alright?", I asked her and put the bag of chocolates on the chair besides me.

"No, they'll send her to them, we have to save her."

"Who are you talking about?"

"Them," she pointed towards the couple and a man, her face fixed on me, when I looked towards them they were not there anymore.

"They're gone", I informed her.

"What!!. Noooo!!" Suddenly she stood up , and continued talking with trembling voice.

" You don't know them Cole, they'll send her to the blades and then they'll sell her out just like other girls, she's in trouble."

"Blades? What blades?", I asked.

"They're girl-trafficking secret agency, they send women and girls below the age of 45 to different parts of the world."

What is she saying, how does she know all this. Why I have never heard about them.

"But how do you know all this?", I have to know that's why I asked.

"It's a long story, right now please help me save that woman. I don't know anyone here. If my parents came to know about this, they'll not let me do that again." She pleaded.

"But that woman seemed happy and they were a happily married couple.Why don't we just inform the cops? We are running late? Do you know we have just 15 minutes left? And how can I help you? I have to go." I bombarded her with questions.

"Firstly , she was not happy she was faking it, I didn't run after her without any reason, I saw how those men were torturing her. Secondly, no, we can't inform the cops, if we did they might kill her. Some of the cops are secretly linked with them. We can not take the risk. Thirdly about the flight! Man we can get another flight! But she can not get another life, and about how'll you help that I'll guide you." She answers all my questions and took a deep breath.

I nodded in agreement.

I'm sorry mom, I know I promised you that I'll never let down my father but today I have to save the life of a woman and I swear I'll make amends with Dad. Please don't be upset.

"On one condition I'll help you!', I told Olivia after offering a sorry note to mom in my heart.

"Yeah?" She asked and ran her hands in her long curls.

"I hate being bossed around, so tell me the whole plan before execution. " I told her.

She agreed.

Olivia made me do something today that Brandon has been begging me to do since the last two years. I shaved my moustache! . Amd she drew some stupid blade sign on my neck with the marker.

We have been searching for them since the last ten minutes. Now, finally we have found them near the toilets but this time there was addition of two other woman. Great now.

"Are you sure they will not kill me?," I asked Olivia.

"Why would they kill their own man, idiot.  Now stop whining like a little kid, man up! " Olivia responded and took out some lipstick from bag.

Oh God! No ! Not lipstick.

"I'm not wearing lipstick!!!!", I jolted back.