My head pounded in pain when it collided with something hard, making me conscious. My hand held my head as my eyes flutter opened. I was in the backseat of a car, not at all familiar. My head was resting against the window, the car was moving. The car was in an area that I never saw, even the road was empty.
I looked ahead, the driver was concentrated on the road, my hands were free, so were my feet. I took this as an opportunity. I smacked my elbow against his neck. He groaned in pain. His face was covered with a black mask and was wearing a hoodie. The car stopped, this was my chance. I unlocked the door and ran rapidly.
There were apartments close to each other. I went to one of the alleys in between them and hid there. My eyes searched for people, but there were none. I didn't had my phone, there were no people, no chances of communicating with anyone. The only choice I had now was to enter one of these apartments and ask for help.
"Ahh!" I screamed as I felt a hand on my shoulder.
"Don't worry dear.. you look scared. Do you need help?" There stood a woman, in her 40's, giving me a consoling smile. I left my breath. I hesitantly nodded. She smiled brightly.
"I live in this apartment, you can come with me." She said with a pleasing smile, pointing towards the apartment at my left. I thought for a moment.
"You don't look really good, you definitely need some help there." She said aiming towards my head. I touched it and winced in pain. My hand had dried blood on it.
"That's really sweet of you, but I don't want to be a burden." I replied. She shook her head.
"Come with me." She held my wrist and dragged me to her apartment. She was really kind.
Her room was medium-sized, clean and really comfortable. She made me sit on her bed and came towards me with a first aid kit. I hissed in pain many times, but that medicine was effective. It wasn't paining as it was before.
"Thank you so much...." I trailed off as I didn't knew her name.
"Carla.." she answered.
"Carla. I'm Aisha." I said and she smiled.
"Aisha, I'll bring some tea for you.." she got up, but I held her wrist and stopped her.
"No thanks. I should get going." I replied, even though I didn't know where I was.
"Let me please." She said in a pleading tone. I smiled and let her go.
After a couple of minutes, she came with 2 cups of tea and handed me one. I smiled and took a sip. She sat beside me.
"So tell me dear, what happened?" She asked. I explained her about the threat calls, how Zayn found out about them, and everything happened today. But I didn't take specific names, I mention them just as my boyfriend and his friends. Even though she helped me, I couldn't completely trust her.
Suddenly, my head started pounding. I hissed in pain. My eyes started watering because of the pain. Carla wasn't helping me this time.
Unexpectedly, the man in hoodie stood before me. Carla went to him with a smirk, he handled her a bundle of notes. My eyes widened in realisation, she had tricked me. I tried standing up, but my vision started blacking out. I fell on the ground with a loud thud, unconscious again.
Zayn's POV
"ASH ARE YOU OKAY? ASH!!" I yelled, but the call ended.
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𝐓𝐈𝐋𝐋 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐄𝐍𝐃 | z.m. #MissionDesi
FanficLife is.. an adventure. A daring adventure towards an unknown future. You take risks, you work hard and gain glory. But, its beauty depends on how much you enjoyed the journey. True though.. the journey of life is full of surprises. You meet new peo...