Scars.

Scars.

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"People like you are the reason we have prisons," I yelled angrily still very shook up from everything. He put the car in park and looked over at me with a smirk. And honestly I wanted to smack it right off his cocky little face. I gave him a confused and irritated look but his smirk only grew bigger and he started leaning in towards me. "Zayn," I yelled, trying to get some type of response. But by the time his name left my mouth his lips were already pressed against mine. After a second I pushed him off and quickly got out of the car. I couldn't take it anymore. First he makes me feel like I'm worth something then like nothing at all. "Hadley, what is your problem?" Zayn grabbed my wrist from behind. I hadn't noticed he was chasing after me but it didn't matter. "No, what's your problem?" I said looking into his golden eyes that held fury. His look scared me and who knew what he was capable of. I tried tugging away but his grip only got stronger. Maybe I should have listened to everyone's warnings about Zayn. "My problem is that your a little jealous bitch. You're a nobody without me, nobody cares about you." He yelled, making me feel like I was being stabbed in the heart.
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The guards grabbed me, forcing me to enter the room I didn't even want to be in. I didn't want to be here. I didn't want to be captured. And most of all I didn't want to see this mendacious pharaoh. I hated this man! Absolutely hated him. His eyes filled with intense hate as he stared at me. He looked at me with a bored expression on his face. "I thought I told you to bring me the rebel leader, not some vacuous little girl." Anger started boiling inside me. The guards were about to respond but I interrupted them. "Why Pharaoh! What makes you believe I am not the rebel leader?" He looked at me annoyingly."Well for one thing you're a girl" I was completely enraged! "How sexist! You think that just because I'm not a man I can't be a leader! People like you disgust me! It sickens me that I even looked up to you as a child! I idolized you! Followed you everywhere! Thought-" I quickly covered my mouth realizing I had said to much. This isn't how I imagined the situation when I finally saw him again. I couldn't control my anger around him. The pharaoh's board expression turned into a more interested one. "You talk as if we have met before but I have absolutely no clue who you are! By all means I'm interested.... What are you called?" This was really bad! If I told him my name he would kill all of my comrades too. I had to lie... For their sake. "Neith..." The Pharaoh's eyes quickly snapped to me. "Let me rephrase my previous question... Tell me your FULL name and don't you dare give a fake one either or I will slaughter every single member of the rebel army... Even family members who weren't even involved will be killed." It was over! I couldn't let him kill all of those people. I guess my time was up now. He cornered me in to a wall. I was stuck with no other way out. "Safiya...Safiya Zahra." The Pharaoh's smile instantly turned into a frown. "That's impossible!" Well I think its safe to say he remembers me. "I was the one who killed you."

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