Isabel is a getting a second chance at life when getting accepted to NYU, nobody ever leaves the ghetto. Her fears of never leaving become true when her brother leaves her for dead in a car accident. His lifestyle put Isabel at risk when she ends up...
My feet wobbled panicky stepping off those planes stairs, and it didn't help that his hand was gripped tight on my wrist. Pressing into the wound he caused.
My legs felt weak, they haven't moved in days.. getting off that plane and just stretching them, I felt flurry erupt inside me.
The gush of wind as well, just smacking my stained cheeks was everything.
It gave me electrifying chills.
I couldn't help to notice I'm in New York..
For a moment I forgot all about being kidnapped or, almost shot to death in gang war, and my brother leaving me.. because I actually got to New York.
If I'm here.. I can escape, forget about José and this Cavallar guy and live my life. But my thoughts ran short.
"Let's go." His tone jarring... and at same time his hand squeezed my wrist. It was like a warning signal, don't test his patience.
Probably day dreamed to long for his liking.
" Mr Cavaller, your car sir is ready!" A semi- distant croaky voice called out, I assumed it was for him.
This guy keeps surprising me, I didn't expect him to be so wealthy. Especially since he has beef with José; why is a shark attacking a goldfish?
" Thank you, Alaric." His mouth formed a light smile at the older man, who was wearing.. a butler suit?
Yeah.. scared thoughts rambled in my mind, I'm totally fucked..
The sight of his vehicle a black rolls Royce, told me I'm never escaping.
Later
As time passes.. I really had no clue where his driver was driving.. there was bunches of trees and slim roads.
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It feels like a god damn horror movie... Wrong turn, sucks to survive a god damn shootout but die to cannibalism.
With a gangster or whatever this man sitting right besides me in back.. of this fancy ass car. All I can hear is my heart pounding out my chest, thinking he's finna bury me. I really don't wanna die today... shii every time I see someone from his god damn gang, I get scared it's time.
My hands were tied harshly in back of me with rope, I didn't even know where the rope was knotted.
"Can you at least loosen these." My pupils eyeing him, sending the most nastiest look. His bitch ass can't even drive his own vehicle.
From the corner of my right eye, I notice his driver stutter at my words. His eyes shuttering in disbelief.
"Your speaking to me?" His dark brown eyes scan me.
It was really uncomfortable.. his eyes scanning me and my body.
"Can you?" My brow raises.
"Listen ma..." his attention diverts towards me, ignoring his phone.
