Anastasia’s POV
“Come on Anastasia, let's go.” Uncle Jason said as he grabbed my arms, forcefully taking me away from the graphic scene.
“Where are we going, Uncle? Didn't you see what happened to James? What if he is still breathing, he might still be alive, please where are we going? Let's stay and see what the doctors have to say about James's situation.” I cried out but it seemed my pleas fell on deaf ears. Uncle Jason’s hand was still on elbow as he dragged me to the elevator.
“Can’t you hear me? Where are we going, Jason!”
Immediately, Uncle Jason's hands dropped from my elbow and he finally looked back at me. Calling him by his first name suddenly must have caught his attention. As he looked at me, I could see a flicker of shock in his eyes. But what did it matter? He wasn't much older than me anyway.
“Where are you taking me to?” I asked again, not acknowledging the fact that I had just called him only by his first name.
“To New York, we are going to New York, right now.” He said.
“W-what do you mean by we are going to New York now” I was beyond shocked by what Jason just said. “We can't go, not now, dad isn't going to wake up from coma until after three months. I have to be here when he finally wakes up.”
But Jason didn't budge, he looked down at me and said, “do you want to chase your dreams of becoming a star actress or not?”
I was taken aback, was Jason really trying to use my dreams as bait to make me leave my dad here alone?
“Yes, I want to be an actress, but that can wait. My dad needs me now and I am not leaving him.”
“Let's not cause a scene in this hospital Anastasia, if you don't come with me now, then you should forget about being an actress.” He said sternly.
I still couldn't believe my ears, this was not the uncle Jason I remembered. “No, I'm staying. You don't get to decide whether I can chase my dream career or not. My dad’s health is the only thing I care about now, you can't force me to—”
But before I could finish talking, in the blink of an eye, Uncle Jason lifted me up from the ground and carried me over his shoulders. His arms were strong and his movement sturdy. I couldn't help but blush over the fact that my body was against his. I immediately shaked the thoughts away and brought my attention back to what was important.
“Put me down! Put me down, I need to wait here!” I screamed and wiggled my legs.
“Stella, get the car and the bodyguards ready, we are going back to New York”
“Okay sir.”
“Sir, I have found the person who tipped the media on your whereabouts.”
“Good, we will handle that quickly before we leave.”
I heard Jason and his assistant Stella as they discussed, ignoring my screams.
“Put me do—” Jason finally put me down…in the backseat of his car. Before I could protest, he slammed the door at me and locked the car. He looked at the driver and said, “drive” then looked at me and said, “I'm right behind you.”
I watched Jason as he walked to the car at the back of the one I was in. Stella, his assistant, also entered the same car. I knew she was just his assistant, but I couldn't just help but feel jealous about their relationship. Jason was super attractive and I knew that Stella had some feelings for him, she stared at him when he wasn't looking and always tried to please him in any way she could. If only she knew that Jason would never pay her any mind. He had a type and neither Stella nor I were his type. Afterall, his ex-wife was short, skinny and blonde. That was the type of girl that got him to act crazy.
“Why am I even thinking about this?” I muttered, and then let out a laugh. Surely, this was my way of distracting my mind from how hurt I was feeling and how much mess my life was in.
Jason had changed and that was for sure. He didn't care about my feelings like he used to. Maybe he always acted like he cared because I was a little kid, but now that I'm an adult he doesn’t have any need to fake being a loving and kind Uncle. I brought out my phone and started scrolling through “Tictak” . It used to be an app for watching short and interesting videos but since the latest update, long videos can now be posted. I scrolled through my fyp
aimlessly until I came across a “GRWM” video of my favourite actress, Zeindiya. She was getting ready to go for the Oscurs and I couldn't help but admire just how breathtakingly beautiful she was. I knew I wanted to be in her shoes one day, and the only shot I had was moving to the U.S to pursue my dream career. But I don’t want to go about achieving my dreams like this, I need my dad beside me now more than ever, no,no I can’t leave.
“Driver, stop the car now!”
The driver just eyed me through the rear-view mirror but faced the road immediately.
“Are you deaf?! Stop the car now!”
“I’m sorry ma’am but I can’t do that, I was ordered to take you to the airport.”
The driver was definitely a hard one to crack. I had to think of an excuse to get down from the car. Time to put my acting skills in action.
“Arghh, my tummy hurts…ahhhh” I screamed in pain.
“Ma’am? Ma’am, what’s the problem, are you ill?”
“My tummy..ahhh!!!” I rolled on the car seat, dramatically. “I need to use the restroom..ahhh”
“But ma’am there’s no restroom around here, what do I do now?” The driver panicked. I screamed again and he immediately stopped the car in front of a restaurant.
“They should have a good enough restroom here, just hold on ma’am.” He said as he got down from the car, and basically carried me into the restaurant.
“Okay okay, I can handle myself from here.” I said to the driver who was about to follow me into the restroom.
“I’m not a baby okay? I need some privacy.”
Immediately I got into the restroom, I started scanning my surroundings looking for a means of escape.
“There has to be a window somewhere.” I muttered.
Soon, my eyes caught the attention of a push-open window. I removed my heels carefully and tried to climb over, luckily, the window wasn’t that high up and my tall height helped too.
After a little struggle, I found myself outside the back of the restaurant on my bare foot. I didn’t bother to wear my heels and ran towards the road without thinking twice. I flagged down a taxi. But just as I was about to enter the taxi, I was grabbed from behind by a huge figure, the cologne felt familiar and just then I knew— It was Jason.
“Where do you think you are going, little miss?” Jason said into my ears as he held me firmly from behind. He was so close to me that I could feel the heat of his breath. I swallowed hard.