Freedom

Chapter 6: Yasmin

I was so frightened, afraid and lost. I was being taken to who knows where by who knows who with a man that almost killed me. And his advice was to wait, to let them kill us. Who the hell was this guy and what did he know? So much information was in his mind. He must've known so much, spending all that time with them. I didn't feel safe, no matter how reassuring he tried to be. I knew what he was capable of, and I could be just an inconvenience to him, something to dispose of to save his own butt.

I felt tears well up in my eyes. No, I couldn't let him see me like this, weak. But I couldn't control myself. I quietly sobbed to myself, realising how much of my life I was going to miss out on.

I felt him touch my shoulder. "Get off me!" I shrugged his hand off. What was he thinking? How could he touch me like that?

"It's ok Yasmin. I'll get us out of this. You're ok." his voice was like honey, soothing and warm. I guess everything about him made him the ideal killer. Everything about him draws you in, makes you doubt that he would ever harm you. But I knew that wasn't the case.

I wiped my eyes and stared at him. "Don't ever touch me. Ever." I strained.

"When you change your mind and come to your senses, I'll be here."

I muttered a sarcastic "Sure", not letting him think I was giving in to him. Something about him made me believe him though, made me feel safe. He sounded convincing, but I bet he was in on their plan. Yes! That's why he's being so strangely nice to me, he's helping them. But why me? What do they want with me?! I decided to ignore him. No way could I trust this fraud. I have to diminish any feelings I have for him, I might need to sacrifice him in order to escape. He is just a human who tried to kill me.