Chapter 12

Adam: .... And if I don't want to?

I turned and looked at him. My expression was terrified, tears were in my eyes, threatening to slide down my cheek. His eyes widened ever so slightly. His hand let go of my hand, and the other went to my shoulder. He squeezed then took my bag. He went and put in the dressing room. He came back, I was still frozen in my place, looking at the black floor. He came beside me and was on his knees. He moved a strand of my hair out of my face, as he did so his hand touched my red cheek. I flinched, I took a step back and turned, giving him my back. I could hear him get up and feel his eyes on my back. 

Me: .. Where's the bathroom?

I said, with a crack evidence in my voice. 

Adam: Inside the dressing room

He said in a low voice. 

Me: Thank you.

I went to the dressing room, and into the bathroom. I stood in front of the mirror looking at myself. My eyes were kinda red, my cheeks had lines of tears, my eyelashes were wet. 

Why was I scared?

Why did I cry?

I don't cry for something like what just happened. I miss Baba, Mama, Hayfa, Samar and Adam too. Ugh! I just want to go home.

I washed my face and got out of the bathroom. When I got out There was no one in the room. I went back to the dressing room and wore a boxer with a T-shirt. I lied on my bed and covered myself with the blanket. I started thinking, does everyone who get kidnapped get treated this way? 
I wasn't harmed or anything. And they even gave a room, clothes and food. I kept on thinking until my eyelids closed and I went into a blissful sleep. 

Sha4a's POV:

Finally, it was winter break. After I came back from school I slept. I woke up at around 11 PM. I BBMed Latifa but she didn't answer. I am worried sick about her. She's not the kind that would sleep for a long time, or be away from her phone either. I was talking with 3omar BBM. 

Me: I'm worried =c
3omar: About what?
Me: Latifa, a5r mra shft'ha fe el-mdrsa o mn b3dha malha 7s abdnn 
3omar: Ymkn nayma? or she's busy?
Me: She still checks her phone though =c
3omar: La twswseen hdii enshalla mafii ella el-5eer  
 Me: Enshalla 

I continued chatting with 3omar. But my mind was busy thinking of Latifa. I'm really worried and I've got a bad feeling.

I called her house, her sister Hayfa answered me.

Me: Ahln
Hayfa: Hla 
Me: Wen Latifa?
Hayfa: Ma tdreen? =|
Me: Ma adrii wsho?
Hayfa: Latifa jt'ha dwra fe America, o ra7t hnak. 
Me: Amma =| 
Hayfa: Wallah 
Me: 6yb mta ra7t o leeh ma trd 3la el-jawal? o mta btrj3?
Hayfa: Ra7t 3la 6ool b3d ma rj3t mn el-mdrsa, ma adrii ymkn mo fa'9ytlh, o 3la mta btrj3 ma adrii ma 7ddt mta btrj3. 
Me: Uha, 6yb y36eek el-3afya, bye
Hayfa: Bye

It's weird that I didn't know about this. She'd always console me about everything and anything. This is just too weird. 

3omar's POV:

For Latifa to make Sha4a worry like. That just had bad timing. I was going to confess my feeling to Sha4a today. At first it began as an interest. Then it evolved into a crush, then love. I just hope this goes well. My phone rang with Taio Cruz - Crank It Up. 

Me: Ya hla walla 
....: Hla feek, sh5bark?
Me: Tmam walla, o ent?
....: El-7mdlilah. esm3 abii aklmk b-shii.
Me: Amr 
....: Ana brslk mlf o abeek t7f'6h 3ndk o ma tft7h abdn leen ma allah ya54 amant'h
3omar: N3m?! 3bdallah ya5oii sh9ayr?! 6ay7 b-mushkla? 
3bdallah: La la mo 6ay7 b-shii! bs y3nii k4a e7tya6 ! 
3omar: .. Walla enni shaak 
3bdallah: La yaboi mafii shi bs hd ent
3omar: Enshalla ella 3la 6arii mta nawii trj3? el-mama mshtaga =)) 
3bdalllah: Ya 7yatii <3!! Enshalla b7awl!
3omar:Enshalla
3bdallah:Ella oboy wenh?
3omar: Bil-sh'3l 
3bdallah: Allah y7f'6h <3
3omar: Ameen <3
3bdallah: Yalla ashoofk 3la 5eer 

That was weird. Why would he have something important, and doesn't want it to be opened until he dies. I'm worried about him. 

3bdul3zeez's POV:

The house feels empty without Latifa, less lively to be exact. I hope she's safe wherever she is. I hired a few people to investigate her kidnapping. I hope they find her real soon. 

Latifa's POV: 

I woke up sometime in the morning, I think maybe 10 AM or something close. I got up and did my daily routine. I then went to the dressing room and changed my clothes. I then went to my school bag and took my sketchbook, pencil and an eraser. I started scribbling. I had too much emotions and feelings bottled up. I drew about 5 drawings. The door knocked.

Me: Meen?
....: It's me Adam
Me: Oh! Come in

I suddenly felt self conscious. Adam came in and left the door open. 

Adam: Good morning 
Me: Good morning
Adam: Breakfast is ready, come with me
Me: Umm ok 

He got out of the room and I followed him. I was looking at the hall. It was so long. and the design, decoration and also the furniture was high class. I was looking at awe. We got to the stairs. I looked at the side and in the far away, I could see a door. Closed with many chains and locks. What could be so important in that room that you would lock it that way?

Adam: Are you just going to stand there?

I turned at him and opened my mouth to speak.

Me: Wh-
Adam: Don't even ask. 

He said as he was going down the stairs. I stood there for a moment and then followed him back. Ugh! Curiosity is killing me. I want to know what's in the room. We went to the dinning room and it was enormous. Adam turned and told me sit down. I did I was told and sat down. Adam sat in front of me and we both started eating. After we finished, he started saying 

Adam: You can get out of the room and around the palace, you can even go out to the garden. Joe is going to keep watch on you. 
Me: Umm, why did you kidnap me? what do you want me for?
Adam: You're too young to know. 

I didn't reply.  I felt that this was one big mess. And I don't have the courage to get involved. I thanked him for the food. I got up and started roaming the house, Joe was always near me to see what I was doing. I remembered the room I saw that was locked with chains. I started going up the stairs and told Joe that I was going to take shower and that he could go do anything in the mean while. Even though Joe was muscular, he wasn't exactly the type to catch on. 

After Joe went away I started tip toeing to the room. When I got there I started counting how many locks were in there. 7 locks. That is definitely weird. I tried looking from under he door, but it was too dark. I thought it was no use so I went back to my room. I took a long, hot shower. After I got dressed, I heard a knock on the door. And Joe's voice telling me that Adam wanted me downstairs. 

I dried my hair with the towel, then went downstairs. Joe showed me the way. I got there and Adam was reading a book. 

Me: Did you want me?

Adam looked from his book and answered with a nod. He closed his book and put it on the table next to him. 

Adam: We're going tomorrow to America. Get ready. 
Me: WHAT?! are you crazy?! I don't want to go!

Adam raised an eyebrow.

Adam: You don't exactly have a choice. 
Me: Isn't it the opposite?
Adam: Why so?
Me: I can't seriously travel without my passport!

Adam with a smirk raised my passport with the approval paper that I would travel with anyone. I was shocked. How could he get mu passport!

Me: How did you get this?!
Adam: I can get anything
Me: ... Anyway I won't go. plus I'm going to make a scene in the airport. 
Adam: We're going with my private plane. 
Me: ... UGH!!

I stomped my foot as I went out. Seriously what the hell was that?! Why do we need to go to America?!