Chapter 4
Exit
“Are you ready Rach?” Nick opened the door, and pulled me into a hug.
“What the hell are you doing at the girl’s bathroom?” I retorted, biting my lip.
He stood back and looked in the mirror.
“Is it that obvious I’m not a woman?” He asked, putting his hand on his hip and looking at me with pouted lips.
I laughed and sat back down. I would have to be getting on the flight soon.
“Are you sure you can look after her by yourself?” I asked him, once more.
“We’ll be fine! And if they try and take her back I’ll just tell about what Steven did to me, and they’ll never be allowed to have kids again!” He grinned, satisfied with his plan.
I heard the announcement for gates opening. My bag looked so heavy right now. My stomach had dropped, and I felt so empty. Did I really want to leave my daughter after I had done so much to keep her? I pushed the thoughts out of my head. Nick was a responsible adult, and when the time was right I could come back. Just...not now. Too many bad memories...
I walked through the corridor down to the desk. I handed her my passport, and she allowed me on through. The wind was cold and chilly, and I had to stop to zip up my coat as I walked. I had zipped up this exact same coat a year ago, and yet things were so different. I wiped a tear from my cheek and began to clamber up the stairs towards the aeroplane.
“STOP RACHEL!”
I turned and gasped as I saw Zain standing at the doors. Did he finally realise how I felt? Did he feel it back?
I turned, dropped my bag, and ran towards him. He smiled, and I stopped in front of him. His smile was different though. I suddenly realised that it was not a smile of joy or happiness, but one of malice and hatred.
“Give me back...MY...daughter you useless bitch, or I will have you in jail like that!” He yelled.
I stumbled back, my eyes bleary from the tears filling them. I turned and ran back to the steps, looking back once to see all the people who were part of my previous life. Nicholas and Cree, with my daughter snuggled in their arms. I couldn’t wish for better friends. And then Steven and Zain, so filled with hatred for me that they did not realise their daughter was behind them. I waved to them all, and then boarded the plane, leaving that life behind.
For those of you who are sad that Rachel's story is over-Fear not! I'll be continuing from her daughters perspective for another few chapters. I hope you enjoy them just as much as you did these!