Chapter 1
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Clarification: Last chapter was a prologue. This is the real chapter 1. Last one was in the middle of the story. This is the beginning.
Annabeth
Tomorrow Annabeth Chase was going to marry Luke Castellan. Everybody was busy in the preparations. Songs were blaring from the speakers. The hall was being decorated. Flowers, lights, sweets, menu, tables, rings, dresses; everything was going through last minute check. It was a typical marriage, all smiles and what not.
Annabeth Chase is the daughter of Athena, head of Battle Planning commission and Architectural Wonders, companies which were in sky-rocketing fame and money.
But she was also the daughter of Fredrick Chase, a lecturer professor, whose earning was enough to support a family of five including her, him, Annabeth's step mother and two step-brothers.
Annabeth lived with her father but was commanded by her birth mother. She had been arranged marriage to Luke, son of the head of the Internet and Trading Corp., Hermes.
She didn't know Luke before that, ever, but somehow they had managed to make themselves work.
Because, firstly, she had no choice. Even if she had a boyfriend, her mother would make her marry Luke and it just so happened that she didn't have a boyfriend.
She didn't know Luke's deal. And she didn't want to.
With Luke, she had finality, like one permanent thing because even though she wouldn't be able to marry him for love, she knew she would learn to love him. They would be happy.
After all, Luke wasn't a jerk.
That night, she was felling suffocated inside the room, with everyone preparing for her wedding except her. She hated feeling useless. She realised that this was her last day of freedom, last day of being Chase. Tomorrow she will have a new identity, she would be a Castellan.
Of course, at that time she didn't have any idea how wrong she was.
Annabeth wished to go out, and Annabeth will do so, she thought to herself. Picking up her phone she called Luke. One ring, second ring, third-
Annabeth POV
"Annabeth, all the preparations are done."
He sounded tired.
"This is the last time I am talking to my boyfriend."
"Why, what will-"
"Tomorrow you would be my husband," I said quickly.
I could hear his laughter echoing. "Actually, we are going to be married today. It's two in the morning."
I checked the wall-clock. A chuckle escaped my lips.
"Annabeth, go to sleep-," Luke said.
"Luke, pick me up."
"What- why?"
"Please Luke, I want to go away."
"Annabeth," he warned.
"Please."
He complied.
"Okay, wait there. I'll be there."
"You are awesome!" I exclaimed, jumping in the air and doing a fist pump.
"You are such a baby, Annabeth!"
He hung up.
I never got the chance to say but I am your baby.
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"Annabeth, I am turning back now."
"No, please, just a bit more, then we'll go back, promise."
"This is the tenth time you have said this."
"Just a bit more." I pleaded.
"Fine," he chuckled.
I put my head outside the window and let the wind smack me on the face. The road was empty. I put my upper half of my body out and shouted out random sentences. Nobody was there to see me, except Luke but whatever.
"Um... the petrol is running low. Stop me when you see a station."
"Sure babe." Did I just say that?
I felt like I was in a movie or a music video. Like not a care in the world. Carefree.
...
"Luke, there, there," I shouted.
"Great," he looked relieved.
I got out of the car, wrapping the shawl tighter around myself, shielding against the cold wind.
"Annabeth, get inside," cried Luke from inside, "It's not safe."
I ignored his call. Somehow, right now I had gone a little sentimental. I felt like rebelling. All of a sudden, I didn't want to get all the attention I was getting. I didn't want my mom to force me into anything. I wanted to see the world whereas she was giving me her burden at 22. How rude.
I turned on my heels.
"Luke, let's run away."
"What do you mean?"
"Let's leave them here. Let's drive, drive and drive and see the world. Let's not get tied down to one place. Let's elope. It would be fun; like an adventure."
For a second he got a glint in his eyes. But then it was gone.
"No. They are our parents. We can't disobey them. See, baby, see, we have got our whole life ahead of us. We will go then. We would have loads of time."
"But we would not be this young again. We would go on trips and be like, cough, cough, how much more. I don't want that."
"No means no. We can't do that. Get inside the car now. I am taking you home," he said in a firm voice. Sometimes he felt more like a dad or a brother.
It all happened in a second.
I began walking towards the car, wrapping the shawl tighter.
Him shouting "ANNABETH WATCH OUT."
Men shouting something.
And my world going blank.
A gag was tossed in my mouth and a gunny bag placed roughly over my head. My hands being tied behind my bag and a blunt object hit on my head.
After that, I may have been unconscious, sleeping or my hallucination of seeing the dark interior of a gunny bag.
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