Chapter 243: Fight For Yourself
Chapter 243: Fight For Yourself
Camilla
"I am okay," I echoed Disha's words as her hand dropped from my arm, frowning at my wince from the brief pressure of my cut.
I was really fine, however a wound was a wound. It would go away with time but that didn't stop the soreness of it at the moment.
"You don't even look…" she began with a stare just as her sister looked back at her and her face unchanging yet seeming to communicate something with her I couldn't understand.
The glance itself was quick, though it also seemed to be enough to make Jacob take a step closer to my side, an action that didn't go unnoticed by anyone. In sync, both sister's eyes took place on the way Jacob put his hand on the middle of my back, polite yet the message was clear. A message that was so absurdly stupid that I was tempted to cut him for reals this time for it.
"Whatever insulting or belittling words that were about to ce out of your, I suggest you listen to your sister when I say to stand the fuck down." Jacob cautioned and the change in everyone's stance was immediate and abundantly clear.
While I was slightly angry at him for thinking he had the right to speak for me, I couldn't help but be a little stunned by how assertive he was as well right now. It was easy to forget he is the son of the Asia Don where so often he acts foolish or banterful with me around. As much as he pisses me the fuck off most of the time in a way I imagine a younger sibling would, most of our interactions have been a distraction for me in times I haven't really thought about until now. But still, the anger that arose within me at his tone doesn't fade away despite all that.
"As much as I love nothing more than to see the Disha take your ass down in whatever way she deems fit for using that tone with her, I really think I could use some sleep and you likely some stitches first." I said to him in a way I hoped was convincing, obvious that whatever kind of comfort there had been in the air before was quickly fading into intention.
Slapping his hand away from my back, I firmly grab onto his elbow instead, letting my nails bite into the skin to remind him I wasn't joking. I just wanted a soft bed and some peace and fucking quiet.
"And as for you two, I am really fine if that is what you were here for, to check on me. I am going and I am safe but I am also tired and in desperate need of a decent sleep." I said them, trying to cover up the fact that my grip on Jacob's arm has slowly become for balancing my swaying more than trying to keep him under control.
Whether he noticed this or not, he stayed by my side, ironically leading me over to the car and not fighting it as he brought me to the front seat. Opening the door for me, u slapped him away as he tried to baby me with my exhaustion hitting me in waves but I would be good for long enough to get us to wherever it was that we were going. Long enough to make me feel a little more in control again even if it was just temporary.
"Camilla?" Disha called out right before I moved to step inside the car, my arm resting on the door as my eyes shot back up to the twins on Nancy's driveway.
I felt a lot of respect for them as I met their gaze, looking between the two people who were as lethal as they were admirable. Even in the short time I have known them, they have become really important people to me even if in reality we were virtually strangers to each other. I suppose I didn't even know their last names.
"My sister and I have been hired to watch you the night you were taken." She said as her head tilts up just a little, a slight bit of her hardness from earlier fading away.
"It is our fault you were kidnapped but we won't let it happen again. We promise your safety with our lives but we need you to fight too, okay? Not for us , not for your father, not for Adriano, Domenico or Gregorio." She shoots a glance at Jacob.
"Fight for yourself even if it is one sliver of a piece at a time."
They didn't try to stop me as I left, they didn't tell me I was a prisoner. They didn't tell me I wasn't feeling well, that I simply needed some rest. I had been thinking straight again soon. They didn't tell me I was irrational or emotional or stupid. They told me to fight, trusting me to do it on my own and come to them when I was ready to seek help should I need it. It made me breathe a little easier as Jacob remained in the passenger seat beside me, gripping his still bleeding leg and likely getting blood all over the poor person's taxi he stole this from.
That was a problem for another time, though because right now, I was free. My hands began to shake slightly against the steering wheel as my grip tightened at the realization but I was outside and I got to choose where I wanted to go. Even if it was just an illusion, I was able to inhale air that felt fresh and there wasn't going to be a damn person in this world who could stop me from taking more.
"So what exactly was it my father wanted then?" I asked him for conversation sake as I offered a side glance in his direction, figuring it would be best to get this chat out of the way now while he couldn't evade my question.
Seeing him look back at me in return, he groaned as he shifted in his seat, wiping a hand down his face.
"He said things about how I was to make sure you were safe and how he didn't mean to make you feel so restricted at The Safe." He responded, turning down the radio a little bit as he straightened his spine.
"Look, it is fine but shit kind of went south the night you left." He continued, causing me to look over at him more intently.
"Like?" I prob, taking a deep breath and refusing to let anything sour my mood now that I was here.
Maybe Disha was right. I have spent so much time fighting for other people that I have somewhere along the way forgotten about myself in the process. I didn't want to think about the fact that Domenico has said something so similar to me when I was still handcuffed to his bed frame
"I don't know the specifics but something had happened at The Safe behind your father's back. Now he has everything on lockdown." He said, making me stiff at the reminder of what bad thing very likely caused this.
Just thinking about what happened to Harper makes the hair on my skin rise over again, forcing back down the memory of the panic I had felt on that airplane over here.
"If you ask me, I am pretty sure he let you leave Abu Dhabi, knowing you would be safer anywhere else."
Yes, I was free but was I really safe? That was the question I was still debating on as I continued to drive as per the direction he was calling out along the way, my father apparently having arranged a studio apartment for me here earlier this morning. He truly wasn't fighting my leave and while I still had every intention of calling and talking things through with him in the morning, right now I was being offered a bed and a warm place to stay in. After all that I have gone through this last week, I think I at least deserved that.
My body was shaking with exhaustion by the time I accidentally arrived at the small building just within the borders of the city, my trip getting inside was fairly easy considering I had no belongings to carry with me. Jacob has already managed to take care of his would for the most part during the short trip as I slipped out of the car, taking the keys with me and tossing the ro the limping man on the other side. Even that felt a weight being lifted from me, my feet dragging as I offered him just a little bit of support considering I was the one who cut him, although he deserves it anyways.
"Came on, slow ass." I groaned as we eventually reached the front entrance, moving inside and taking the very extensive staircase up multiple floors before we finally got to mine, my hand then reaching out to snag the key from his fingers.
When he moved quicker, lifting his arm up and away from him, I was just about ready to punch him in the balls just to make things go along just a little bit quicker. Sensing my rapid change in mood, he made sure to quickly unlock it for me, swinging open the door but not moving inside with me. Good, because I don't think I would have had the energy to shove him out again before dozing off into a sleep that will hopefully last a minimum of ten hours.
Just barely do I manage to turn back around to face him after noticing all of my stuff from The Safe which still really wasn't a lot had been transferred over here too. Leaning against the walk, he placed the key to my room in my hand and my eyes narrowing a little as a second is placed along with it, identically cut to the first.
"I figured you would like to know that you are the only person who has access to this room." He shrugged as he took a step back, noting my surprise considering I had a feeling Lucas had specifically given him one to keep an eye on me.
Instead and likely going against orders, he gave both over. The act almost seemed kind if I didn't know him for who he usually was around me. Not really good with my words, I simply settled with a small nod of respect for him as my fingers clasped shut around the two keys, the cool metal biting into the settling warmth of my skin.
"I guess you will finally be able to drop my ass like you have been praying for these last months." I offer a hint of a grin as he takes another step back, clearly planning on leaving to goodness knows where for the night.
Although he didn't show it, I can imagine he was exhausted too, drained from whatever it was he got up to before coming to find me. I had figured my words would have been ones of understanding and farewell considering I was quite literally swaying against the wall for support but his appearing smile had me knowing what he was going to say before his lips even parted.
"Oh, I think you misunderstood this whole situation, Ranger." He smirked.
"I am no longer your bodyguard but also your neighbor."
I slammed the door closed only a second later, the sound of his laughter echoing all the way down the hall.
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