Ripped Away And Apart

Kafli 15.

The guys wasted no time, they took me straight to the airport and we were on a flight back home within four hours. I am very sad, I feel like there is a piece of me missing, I have not said a word since we left and I can not unsee Max on his knees begging me to stay. Why was I so important to him?

“So what happened there princess?” 

I look from the window at my grandpa who insisted on sitting next to me on the flight. We had to get last minute tickets so everyone is spread over the plane but me and grandpa are sitting together. 

“I don't know gramps, he kidn*pped me and forced me into this room but I didn't have any attacks there and I felt fine” I say more to myself then him. 

He looks concerned.

“He was angry all the time but never at me, I think, he took care of me, he cooked for me. I don't know, it was different and I just felt different but somehow better… I don't know gramps” 

He rubs his beard a little but he does not say anything, then he looks away from me and leans on the chair a little with closed eyes. 

“And that black eye?” 

My hand goes up to my eye but I have already decided not to tell anyone about that. 

“You know I have always been clumsy and he actually took me to a doctor for it” 

I smile thinking about when Max picked me up bridal style the first time and ran with me to the doctors but then I remember the pain in my ribs and I sigh. When we landed there were a bunch of women waiting for us, everyone ran to their loved ones and gave them a kiss. For that split second I felt alone and Max came right into my mind. 

“WHAT THE HELL HAPPENED?” 

I look up and stare at my grandma, did she just curse?

“Grandma, comon not here, let's go home and I can tell you all about it” 

She just nods her head but my brothers and godfather excuse themselves to go home and I just smile at them and give them a hug bye. When we got home to my moms house, she was waiting and everyone came inside. I am very surprised that my stepmom and dad are in my moms house but I guess she is fine with it.

“Now spill it young lady what happened? What were you doing there?” 

I sigh and sit on the couch pulling a blanket around me, I am not cold but I just want something around me. I tell them almost everything, I don't tell them about the bad things but I tell them that he kidn*pped me and kept me in a room. When I am done telling them about it they start to talk among themselves, the women asking the men to tell their side. They always do this, ignore me, I just don't fit in here or anywhere there is. Inside a voice says that I fit in with Max and his “cult” or whatever that was. I shake it off.

“Mom can I use your computer?” 

She just nods her head, not even looking at me so I stand up from the couch getting the computer and sitting back down. I log into f*******: and like I expected it is full with some messages and notifications but then one I am actually looking for is from Max and of course it is there. It is simple and to the point but I know there is more behind it. 

Did you get home okay?

I bite my lip, trying to hold back the smile but it came on my lips and I am not considering if it was a mistake to go home with my family. 

Hi, yeah I am fine but I hate how we left things

I was going to check the other messages and f*******: but he replied right away. 

Good to know you are safe but just know I am coming for you

I laugh a little, it sounds like a threat but I know how he means it and to be honest I am relieved because I want to go back to him I think?

Have your phone on you at all times so I can get a hold of you

I raise an eyebrow, even over the message he is bossy. 

You have it, remember? And my computer so I have to buy another and I am not sure when I can

He did not reply right away so I started to check the others and just catch up on everything when I got a ping from him again. 

I transfered money over to you for the time you spent here, go buy a phone tomorrow and send me your number. 

That makes me mad! Is he paying me like a hooker for being with him? Now I feel like our shower, cuddles and kisses were dirty and meaningless. I don't answer him, I feel like he is buying me, was that only what he wanted? Did he get upset because he didn't get to f**k me? Is that all that I am to him? f**k my head is spinning. 

Bye

I don't send anything else, I just close the computer and stand up from the couch. Why is this always going back and forth? Do I like him? Do I hate him? Does he want me as his girlfriend? Do we even go together? 

“Mom, I am tired, can I take a nap in your room?” 

She looks at me and I see the concern in her eyes. 

“Of course honey and I can make an appointment with Dr.Spinel for tomorrow and then I will wake you up for dinner” 

I just nod my head, Dr. Spinel is my therapist and maybe he can help me figure all this out. Am I just suffering from Stockholm syndrome? I just lay in the bed cuddling the comforter but I can not fall asleep, I miss his heat and the feel of his heavy arms around me. I hear everyone leave and I start to drift off but then my mom burts into the room. 

“He keeps calling and he insists on talking to you!” 

I rub my eyes and she hands me her phone, I look at the phone seeing that I have been in here for four hours but what shocked me is that Max is video calling. 

“I will talk to him mom” 

She brings the phone back to her chest and backs up a little. 

“NO! You will not talk to the man who kidn*pped you! He is stalking you, finding my f*******: and just calling and calling” 

“Common mom just give me the phone and I will tell him not to call you” I say sitting up in the bed. 

“You will never talk to him again Anabella! He kidn*pped you and kept you captive!” 

I roll my eyes and stand up from the bed but she just leaves the room with her phone still ringing. 

“MOM, give me the phone! I know he kidnaped me but he was good to me and I want to talk to him! I will tell him not to call you!” 

Mom stopped walking and turned around looking at me worried. 

“Do you need to go back? Do I need to call and tell them we are coming? Are you having an episode right now?” she asks all serious and worried. 

I stop dead in my tracks, is she threatening to send me to the hospital again? I have been in there a few times and I hate it. Dr. Spinel said it was not the place for me but my mom and dad sent me there anyway when I got my episodes when I was self harming and taking drugs.

“No I am fine” I back away from her and the phone stops ringing. 

She is looking at me, she is looking at me up and down, I know she is considering what to do but if she is going to send me back then I will run to the airport and be on the first flight back! If I am going to be locked up I want to be locked up with him. The asshole that gave me money for a phone so he could keep tabs on me, the asshole that paid me for spending time with him like a w***e. The asshole that locked me in a room and the asshole that slapped me?

No, no, no, I can not go down this road when my mom is considering to send me to a mental hospital. I calmly walk to the couch listening to her phone ring again and turn on the tv. She answers her phone.

“STOP CALLING! SHE IS NOT GOING TO TALK TO YOU EVER AGAIN!” 

I can only hear her side of the call but I know he is not yelling back and I am happy about that. 

“YOU WILL NEVER SEE HER AGAIN SO JUST FORGET ABOUT HER YOU STALKING FREAK” 

Then my mom hangs up the phone and I finch, I wanted to talk to him, telling him to stop calling so he does not make her even more mad but I guess he got the message. I flip through the channels wondering what to watch but I can only think about him and I feel my heart hurting a little. Her phone has stopped calling and now she is making dinner ready, I feel uneasy and I don't feel like I am home. I feel like I am in a strangers house with a stranger…

Ring ring ring. 

“Ana the phone is for you, the bank asking about some unusual activity on your card or something” 

My mom is not even looking at me just holding out her phone from the kitchen, I sigh while standing up from the couch and walking over to her. I take her phone and put it to my ear while walking to the couch. 

“Ana?” 

I am surprised. 

“Noah?”

Then there is some hassel on the other end of the phone and then yelling in a murderous voice I hear him.. I missed his voice. 

“WHAT THE f**k ANA?! BUY A PHONE TOMORROW! BYE? BYE? I TELL YOU WHEN WE ARE DONE TALKING”