Hey there. I am so sorry about not updating before, but I simply lost all inspiration which I started to get back not that long along. But here it is; chapter 6. I hope you like it.
"I will go to you if you let the girl go."
"Good, an address will be sent to you. Be there 1 day after the girl is sat free. If you are a no show, I will kill her and her whole family, understood?"
"Understood, see you soon then." I said, and the other person hung up. I just felt like I just had made a deal with Devil, because I knew I just had. I had made a deal with the Devil to save Diana, or Sky, or whatever her name is. I was giving up my life to save hers. I just hoped that she would someday understand the sacrifice I just had made for her. Maybe she would never know… I did not know if I wanted her to know now that I thought about it. No, she should never know what I had giving up for her. She was only a child when we met. The chances would be that she would not even remember me. I knew Victor would most likely try to find me, but in the end he would give up and move on with his life. I wanted him to be happy. But how did I tell him to move on after I was gone without him knowing that? A letter. I would write a letter which he would find afterwards finding me being gone. I found a piece of paper and a pen so that I could begin. How to start such a letter? How to tell someone to live their life without thinking about someone they cared about?
Hallo there, Victor.
When you are reading this, I am gone, and I am most like on my way back to my husband. I knew my destiny, and I accept this destiny. I knew what was going to happen, and I accept this destiny. The people who took me will most likely bring me back to my husband, and I knew this before I went there. Like I have already written: I accept my fate, and what this fate is going to do to me. I know that my odds for surviving are minimal, but it will be my cross to bear – NOT YOURS. I accepted this fate when I said yes to marry him. I have always known how I would die and at who´s hand – the question is just when and where. This will never be your cross to bear…
But I did not write this letter so that you should feel bad or go after me. I do not want you to go after me. I want you to live and to be happy. Without me. Because that is what is going to happen, you are going to move on and be happy – without me. I am going with him so that you will be safe. Even if safe does not involve me. I want you to be happy – even if happy does not involve me. I knew when we first met that our lives were only crossing together for a short while, because nothing last forever. I want you to be happy even if happy does not involve me. I know that you are going to look for me, but I am asking you: Do not look for me. You will not like what you find if you make it. This is not a threat but the reality. It is my cross to bear – not yours.
In another life things could be different – I could have been different. I could have been what you need, but I am not, and this is not that life. I am not that person, and I do not think I ever will be.
I am so sorry, Victor. I hope that you with time can find it in your heart to forgive me for my shortcomings and move on so that you can live the life you were meant to – without me.
Drue.
Written that letter was harder than I thought it would be. I guess I came to care deeply for Victor in the time we had together… But that time was coming to an end, because that is life. Nothing last forever. I hid the letter so that Victor would find it when the time was right. Then I tried to sleep, because I knew the next couple of days was going to hard, and I would not get most sleep over the next days – if ever again…
Next morning.
This morning at 8 am. Sky was found walking around a small city north of Denver which was 3 hours away from the Benedict family house. The whole family got so happy that they forgot about me. Sky… Diana whatever her name was… had not been hurt in anyway, and was on her way home right now. That was the whole point of me giving myself up to these people. That Diana did not get hurt. That Diana got to live her life without being scared. That Diana got to live her life in freedom. Diana is free… That is what matters no matter the price I may pay.
I was driven back to my flat by one of the 7 Benedict brothers. To be honest I did not know which one, and there was not talking on the way back. It was like he knew I needed time alone in thoughts which meant a lot to me.
"Is it here?" He asked when he stopped the car. We was in front of my flat, and I nodded to say 'yes'.
"Thank you for the ride back." I said and got out.
"Drue, wait a moment. There is something I waited to tell you." The Benedict brother said, and I got back into the car. He looked tired, but then again so did I.
"Drue, I love my brother, I really do. Damn, I love all of them, and I would die for them if needed. Loving them means that I look after them even when they do not want me to, and I got to tell you: You are not good company for my brother so stay away. When I ran your fingerprints, I found something odd – You show up as CIA agent James Woods´ little sister, but I cannot find anyone who can prove that James Woods actually has a little sister named Anette Woods. Both parents are deceased, and besides that there no close relatives in the picture. You are not James´ sister. I do not know who you are, and I do not care. I just want you to leave my brother alone, do you get that?" The Benedict said, and I nodded then got out of the car again. This time thinking that I had been right all along: There was no future for me and Victor – there was only pain, sorrow and more pain.
