Us Against The World

Chapter 44

Jexton's POV

As soon as Ander says he's going to go check on Farrah, I grow a bit worried. He calls her name and I immediately jump from the couch to my feet. I run to and out the door, looking around for Farrah, but she is nowhere in sight.

I call her name but there is no response. I cannot believe she would take off without me. I wish she would have known that I had been planning on running away, and I wish she would have just waited for me to say something. I wish Ander would have let me go outside with her when I tried. All I needed to do was talk to her and we would have been gone.

If she would have heard my voice, she would have given me a sign, but there had been nothing. How could she have gotten so far away in so little time? I know she didn't run as soon as she got outside because she had to make sure no one was watching her. I came to the conclusion that she is either hiding and not responding to anyone, or she was taken. Both scare me to death.

"Whatever." Ander says under his breath and walks back toward the house. "Ander!" I yell and he keeps walking. "Ander!" I yell louder and he finally stops. "We have to go find her." I say and he begins laughing. It annoys me how he laughs at everything that is not funny. He turns around and shakes his head as he walks toward me.

"If she wants to be away, then let her be. There's no use in going out to find a girl who is just gonna try to get away anyway." Ander explains and I shoot him a disgusted look. I shake my head and shift my weight.

"Then I will go find her." I say and turn around. I begin to walk away slowly, hoping for some reason he will follow. "You're just gonna put yourself in more danger, little brother." Ander calls and I ignore him. "She's not worth chasing anymore, Jex. She keeps running away from you, you best learn that it's not the world she's running from." by the time he is finished talking, he is yelling. Usually, I would turn around and lunge myself at him for saying such a thing, but finding Farrah is a little more important at the moment.

"Farrah!" I yell. I cup my hands together and breathe into them, in hopes that it will warm them up.

I am worried sick that she is hurt or sitting in a hiding spot slowly freezing to death. I'm glad that the dark is now turning to light, because it will be easier to find her this way. I stare at the ground as I walk and hope to see footprints. There are none, so I just walk in the direction that I would go in if I were Farrah.

"Farrah!" I call again and still, no response.

What if Ander was right? What if it is me that Farrah is running from? What if she doesn't want me to find her? What if I scare her and she is trying to get away from me?

But that can't be true. If she wanted to be away from me, she would have left me a long time ago. She would not have stayed with me all this time.

But what if she had been planning on the right time and it just never came up?

That can't be true... she had no idea we were going to run into Ander. She didn't know we were going to meet new people and get into something we tried so hard to get out of.

I can only hope that it is Ander she is trying to get away from. It scares me that she would leave without giving me a sign. And the fact that Ander filled her head with a bunch of false accusations does not help ease the tension building up inside of me.

What if I find her and she tells me to go away? What if she runs away the moment she lays eyes on me? What if she screams and yells at me to go away, the same way she did to Drade?

Drade.

My heart drops and I begin running before I can process anything else.

I no longer care if it was me she was trying to get away from. I no longer care if she feels anything for me or if she cares about my well-being at all. All I care about right now is making sure that she is not with Drade.

Farrah's POV

I try to keep my eyes closed as long as possible. My side hurts excruciatingly and I try to ignore it, but I can't.

"Will you help me?" I ask. I'm not sure if I am alone or not, and I'm not sure if I said the words aloud or in my head.

I'm replied to with a laugh, the sound comes from a man with a deep voice and I drown in fear when I recognize it.

I hope and pray over and over again that I am just imagining this, and that this is not real. Of all people, I would much rather be with Ander.

"Please." I beg and begin to cry. I repeat myself as I slowly open my eyes. My inference in confirmed when I see the angry face of my older brother.

He smiles and wets his lips, something he had done many times when he thought about doing something to me. I begin to sob and beg and pray. 'Please, not again.' I repeat in my head.

"Looks like you didn't last very long with those people." Drade says. "What? Did they not want you or something? Or were you stupid enough to run away from them?" he begins to unbuckle his belt and I finally build up enough courage to scream. I scream as loud as I can, regardless if my voice cracks or breaks. I scream over and over for as long as possible until the garage door bursts open, and even after that.

"Help, help me! Please!" I scream. I do not know who came in, but I'm hoping that whoever it is will help me.

(Hey, guys. I'm so sorry for such a late update! I don't have internet at my house and I can only update at school. We had a 3 day weekend so we didn't have school on Monday. And Tuesday I was updating my other story and I only have one study hall a day. I hope you guys like this update and I know I owe you a double or even a triple, but I don't have enough time! Don't forget to vote an comment!<3)