Chapter 11 The great escape
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Celine
I was heading to the club when I spotted a familiar car headed in the same direction.
It was Marshall's.
The number plates matched.
I ducked behind a car on the sidewalk.
O hell no.
If he finds out I am working at the club he will want answers and those I wasn't ready to give.
I pulled my hoodies strings tight and headed back to the apartment.
The reality hit me..
What if he goes to the apartment.
I took out my phone and dialed Max.
"Hey, you late... Where are you, you need a lift?"
Max asked as soon as he answered.
"Max you got to be kidding me right now....?"
He laughed on the other side.
"What's that suppose to mean?"
I took a deep breath and calmed myself down.
I was about to say something when I heard Marshall's voice coming from the other end of the line.
"Hey Max..."
Max replied and told Marshall his on the phone with his niece.
"I see what you mean... You still at home?"
Long silence.
"head back I am on my way, pack light we are going some places special..."
Me and Max have planned this scenario out a hundred times and today we had to put the plan in action.
He dropped the call.
I spring in to sprint mode and head straight back.
Luckily it's about 4 blocks from the club so I was back at the apartment in less then 10 minutes.
I ran inside and grabbed all my things and also Williams.
Williams was visiting my grandparents for the weekend so at least that was a relief.
My bags were nearly packed when I heard my phone ring.
I answered it.
"Out the back window now... Leave everything and go.. You have 5 minutes to meet me out back.."
Max sounds im a panic.
I shoved the bags under the bed and ran to the back window that leads to the alley out back.
As soon as my feet hit the ground max is parked in front of me.
He pushed the door open.
" Get in fast... "
As we drive of I watch Marshall walk up to the front door of the apartment.
That was close.
"Max... What the fuck... Why is Marshall here...?"
I thought he knew but didn't tell me.
"Relax, I had no idea he was here, but our planning was for rhis exact situation, remember... Soooo... now you are safe..."
I just looked at Max.
He was looking like a knight in shining armor right now.
I have already realized I am truly in love for the first time in my life and Max was that special someone.
I haven't admitted it to myself or max because I am scared.
Yes...
Still scared he might leave.
I looked out the window.
The places we passed aren't familiar to me.
I turned to Max.
"And where are you talking me... Mr Rodriguez?"
Max Rodriguez
Age 25
Italian
Single
One sibling
No family
Adopted son of Arman Madison, father of Marshall Madison.
Yes he and max were more than friends.
I didn't know until max told me a few weeks after I started staying at the apartment.
" My little princess, I am taking you to the fairy god mother's house, now buckle up and enjoy the ride..."
I laughed at Max's reply.
We are really so close now.
I have been dealing with my past and Max has been a great support, from sleeping in my bed to help with the nightmares, to calming me down when I suffered from sudden onset of anxiety and depression.
I get feverish and have numerous muscular tremors because of the drug withdrawal symptoms.
But non as bad as the day I almost killed myself.
I was having a mental meltdown when I ran into my mother a few weeks back and she was with a man I remember, and hated from the bottom of my heart.
The man who r***d me as a child.
She saw me at the club when she entered and had the audacity to actually bring her lover over to meet me.
She acted as if nothing happened.
"O... Celine baby, why are you working in a place like this...?"
I looked up and saw that basterd holding onto her hip.
This was what triggered the attack.
"Stop please... Please. Please..."
I start reliving that night.
I was screaming and crying.
I grabbed the knife on the counter we used to cut lemons and other fruit for the drinks.
With the intention of waking myself up as this had to be a nightmare but to my disbelief I cut into my thigh and the pain was real...
Blood was pouring all over the floor.
Max rushed down from his office after hearing the commotion.
He jumped over the bar counter.
"Celine... Baby what have you done..."
Max yelled at me and I looked up at him him and suddenly felt calm.
Max had this effect on me.
I pointed with the knife at my mother and that man.
He looked back and than at me again.
As if he read my mind he took the knife from my hand.
" Andrew, Keith, Logan... That fucker over there, hiding behind that filthy woman, take him to the basement... I don't want to see him ever again..."
The men walked over and grabbed that man and dragged him into the darkness.
My so called mother was still shocked.
" And you... Dissappear from this city, this country by all means necessary because if I so much as hear your name, you will regret the day you stepped foot in my club..."
Max said as he carried me half unconscious out of the club.
He rushed me to the ER.
The doctor knew Max very well and took me into theater right away.
I had lost alot of blood because I cut into a main artery, but luckily they had a blood supply that was a match for me.
I am Ab+
So you can guess what would have happened if there wasn't any blood bags for me.
After that max spent every moment with me until 3 days ago when I decided to let my grandparents finally see William.
They accepted my decision to take care of William and promised to help where they could without involving the child services.
I don't know why but after speaking to Max I had the courage to let him go for the weekend.
So now here we are and here we're leaving.
Max didn't saying anything the whole way and I was so tired from last night's shift I drifted of to sleep in the car.
Thats how much I trust Max.
Where ever he goes I will follow, even if it's straight into hell, I won't stop...
I won't turn around...
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