BOUND AND ETCHED

Chapter6:Will-I-Ever-Forgive-Them?

Athena’s POV

“Are you going to kill me?” I asked as they took me outside, to where 2 black SUV car were parked.

But they didn’t answer. Instead two among them entered the first SUV, and the remaining two entered the second car with me.

The highway was a bit lonely, just one or two cares that we must have overtook. It looked like I was being taken to a place of no return.

I was the only one at the back. I thought of many things—especially how to escape.

“Pee. Tell them you wanna pee,” a voice spoke in my head.

“No. Tell them you wanna eat.” Another said to me. But at the end the first domineered.

“I’m pressed,” the thought in my head found its way to my lips.

The car jilting…causing me to yank forward—in between the driver and the passenger seat.

They must have considered me, because one of them stepped down to open the door for me.

I entered the bush across the highway. But just as I was about to pick a race, the urge to look back dominated.

“Women aren’t given privacy in your homes?” I asked throwing him a bitter look…even though fear was eating me up.

With that he stepped backwards—enough that I’m sure he couldn’t see me, because he turned his back on me.

Perfect timing.

I ran into the bush. Fast enough as I could. The more I ran the more tired I got, and the more the bush turned into forest.

“This is not so good! Stop!” A voice came behind. They were after me.

God flashed this opportunity before me. And I wasn’t going to falter…I would run my best and leave the rest to Him.

“Stop right there!” The scream came louder than before. If animals talk…I might have mistaken the voice for a lion.

I shouldn’t have made the mistake of looking back. Because I tripped over and fell flat on my face.

And these men were fast approaching. I pray they don’t find me where I fell into.

All I could taste was sand. I’m not even sure if I could ever forgive the Emrys for doing this to me.

God please don’t forsake me.

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Harper’s POV

It's been an hour or two since they left. All I felt inside of me was guilt.

I’m not sure my brother would be able to forgive me, let alone Athena.

But I had to do what I had to—there was no way on earth I was going to repay the debt I owed him. And even if I were to…not with the little time he gave me.

That was why Quinn suggested we use her.

She had never liked Athena, but it’s not like I could do anything. I couldn’t even afford to live in a house without patches and leakages.

I’m just living on the edge. A mere gambler I am. The one who couldn’t even raise his son in the right way—

And then a knock came on the door. Just once, abruptly ending my internal self hate conversation.

I might have passed it to be a mistake. But then it came again…twice. Just as it was when don’s men were here.

I wouldn’t be much surprised if Athena escaped. She was too innocent for that life ahead of her.

So I wouldn’t resist if they needed me. I just pray I would be needed alive too.

But it all became a different game when I finally opened the door.

“For you.” He said, stretching out his hand to me.