"People were created to be loved things were created
to be used. The reason the world is in chaos is because
things are being loved and people are being used."
~ Destiny Rescue

It was the day before the meeting of all the traffickers. Chantal was having a panic attack but fortunately Robert was by her side giving her breathing instructions and how to calm down.

"Lizzy you panicking too won't help," Kabe whispered in her ear.

"Okay, I'm going to step out for some fresh air."

After ten minutes Chantal was feeling calmer and Kabe sat beside her rubbing soothing circles on her back, to which she stiffened.

"Do you know where the diner is that the traffickers meet up?" Kabe asked her.

"They called you?" she asked surprised etched across her face.

"Yeah, is that bad?" he questioned.

"No it's not. The diner is code name for the place where you got me from," Chantal replied a faraway look in her eyes.

"So what do they mean by 'if you show up late you pay the bill'," he asked removing his hand from her back.

"It means, they'll kill you," Chantal replied slowly.

Kabe leaned forward propping his elbows on his thighs and using his hand to support his head. He looked over to Robert and made eye contact.

"You aren't serious?" Robert questioned looking at Chantal.

"Do I look like I joke?" she questioned her eyes becoming cold, "I've never joked in years so don't question me."

A silence settled over the room as what Chantal said soaked in.

"I'm sorry," Robert apologised.

"Yeah! We are all sorry," Chantal said bitterness dripping from each word.

She then got up and went outside where Lizzy was.

"You're okay now?" Lizzy questioned looking at Chantal's tense shoulders.

"Yeah," she replied and then sat down in the grass, pulling up her legs to her chest, facing Kabe's garden.

"Can you shoot my story today in case I don't come back out?" Chantal asked staring at the flowers her mind slowly wandering.

Lizzy made a few moments pass as she sat beside Chantal and assessed her.

"As long as you're fine with it then sure."

"I'm sure."

"You can change your mind anytime you want to."

"I want to do this," Chantal said determination in her voice.

♠♠♠

"That was such an insensitive question," Robert mumbled to himself.

"Don't beat yourself up," Kabe said, "What you got was nothing compared to the trouble I had to go through."

"Really?" he questioned not believing him.

"Yeah," Kabe replied leaning back into the couch, "She ran out of the house yesterday, told Ryan that I was a human trafficker so we're pretty much not friends now. When she ran out she saw a police officer and told him the same thing but luckily it was Officer Hanks. Oh and I had to put a gun at her head - an empty one."

"Oh," Robert replied lamely.

"See? That's why she got upset with you. Your responses are so… cold. No wonder you end up as a doctor for the FBI and not in a hospital!" Kabe joked.

"No you're asking for it dude!"

Before Kabe even understood what Robert had said, he lunged at him grabbing onto his neck.

"Okay so that's how you gonna play!" Kabe managed to say.

He then used his elbow and with enough force jabbed Robert in his stomach. Robert let him go and stumbled backwards while Kabe caught his breathe back.

Not even regaining his breathe back for even a couple of seconds he felt himself colliding with the ground face down.

Robert straddled his back and then brought Kabe up into a choke hold.

"And this is why I'm not in the hospital," Robert whispered roughly into Kabe's ear.

BANG!

Kabe drew in a long breathe of air into his lungs as his neck was suddenly released. He then felt himself being drawn away.

"Kabe are you okay?" he heard Chantal say then appear in his vision.

"Yeah," he answered puzzled. Before he could say anything again Chantal spoke up.

"I knew he wasn't to be trusted. He wanted you dead and I'm going to make sure he stays in the hospital and never leaves," Chantal said with a finality in her voice.

At that statement Kabe quickly sat up and turned to where Robert should be to see him out cold.

"What did you do to him!" Kabe asked crawling over to Robert. He slapped his face to revive him and Robert started stirring.

"Oh I knocked him out with this," Chantal replied holding up a frying pot that was swing from her index finger.

"What just happened?" Robert asked sitting up.

"Bro! You just got knocked out by a girl!" Kabe told him as if he just heard he won a million dollars.

"What?" Robert questioned.

"What!" Chantal shouted at the same time as Robert.

"We were just messing around and you knocked him out!" Kabe replied then fell on his back in laughter at both their dumbfounded expressions.

"Sorry," Chantal apologised.

Robert was about to give her back her same reply from earlier but Kabe noticing this stepped in.

"It's okay. He got worst than that before," Kabe answered and gave Robert a stern look.

"Yeah one time I got shot with a poisoned bullet."

"Seriously?"

"Yes. This is it right here," Robert said rolling the sleeve of his shirt up to show Chantal, "I decorated the scar with a tattoo."

Chantal slowly walked over and stooped beside him, inspecting the kindergarten flower design around a scar. She then held up a finger to touch it, somehow becoming mesmerised by the playful tattoo to such a deadly bullet scar.

"Did I miss something," Lizzy asked pulling back Chantal into the present.

"No," Robert answered coldly.

"What are you doing with those?" Kabe asked pointing at Lizzy's camera equipment.

"Oh, ah," she started then looked at Chantal who just gave her a blank look, "Chantal wanted to know how to take a professional looking picture and stuff so I'm going to show her. You ready?" Lizzy asked directing the question to Chantal.

"Yup."

♠♠♠

"Hey Chantal. Chantal! Wake up girl," Lizzy attempted waking Chantal.

"Chantal!"

Immediately Chantal sat up in bed.

"What?" Chantal asked.

"You were have a nightmare. You were screaming and thrashing about," Lizzy answered.

"No I wasn't," Chantal quickly denied to which Lizzy raised an eyebrow.

"You don't have to deny it. I understand and it's not like I'm going to laugh at you. You've been through a lot, experienced trauma and betrayal; so you have all right to react so you can cope."

Chantal sighed and turned her head away from her knowing that her words were true but she didn't want to admit that.

"Hey," Lizzy called trying to get back Chantal's attention, "Guess what?"

"What?" Chantal responded monotoned, drained from her exhausting dreams.

"You don't have to go back to sleep now. It's Friday so we have to get ready to put our plan in place.

Chantal quickly sprung out of the bed and followed Lizzy into the kitchen.

Chantal stopped in the door as Lizzy continued her walk to the refrigerator.

"Ah… Liz!" Chantal hissed.

"Yeah?" Lizzy spun around.

"Who's that?"

Guess what!

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sorry but I just had to do it. So what do you guys think?
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