Chapter two
The last few hours that she had before her alarm went off were spent tossing and turning.
'He would come back for me wouldn't he? He wouldn't brake his promise…would he?' The same thoughts kept repeating in her mind. 'Well he is a convicted murder. Why would he even want to come back for a kid like me any way.' She sighed.
He had left her with Imam so she would be safe and have a normal childhood. How could she have a normal childhood considering the only people who cared for her were a holy man, and a convicted murder that had saved her life. But that didn't matter to her; they were family to her either way. Anyway Riddick was coming to get her soon, it was only a week until her eighteenth birthday, and on New Mecca she would be of legal age.
"Jack…are you up?" Imam's voice echoed up the stairs to her room.
"Yeah," Jack yelled back sitting up in her bed." It's not like I was sleeping any way," she mumbled to herself throwing the sheets off her.
Awhile every body else that she knew was out partying and having a blast with their youth she stayed at home keeping Imam company, hoping that he would call. So far that never happened, and it's been almost four years since they last saw each other.
They said their last goodbyes right here in her bedroom. He sat on her bed holding her hand and told her that he would come back for her with things were safer, he didn't want to bring her with him right away because he didn't want her to slow him down. She was disappointed but she understood considering that she was only a 14 year old.
"I wonder if he forgot about me?" She said to herself grabbing her robe and a towel from her closet.
She wandered down the hallway to the bathroom. She took off her nightgown and turned the shower on adjusting the temperature of the water. She turned to the mirror to examine herself like she always did. "Huh, that's me…I'm not much to look at am I?" She stared into her green eyes trying to find the answer, but like always there was none to greet her.
Her Golden coloured hair had grown back, and fell just past her shoulders in little waves, and her skin was still pale. She was taller than most girls her age, but she didn't care too much.
She adjusted the water again and stepped into the shower stall. The warm water cascading across her skin creating little streams that ran down her body until it hit the metal floor of the stall.
"Mmmmmm, that feels so good," she purred out. Her muscles loosening under the pelting water droplets. 'I wish he were here…Right now,' she thought to herself getting heated visions of Riddick's muscular naked body pressed against her and… and… suddenly a gentle rapping at the door pulled her back into reality.
"Jack you're going to be late. Hurry and finish getting ready," Imam spoke through the door.
"Okay I'll be out in a minute!" Jack yelled over the shower stall. "Damn, and I was just getting to the good part," she sighed turning off the water and grabbing the towel to dry herself off with. She then grabbed her robe and wrapped it around her and went back to her room.
She quickly got changed into her school uniform, which was basically a one piece robe and made her way down stairs. "I'll see you later Imam. I might be late coming home so don't worry all right," Jack yelled grabbing her book bag as she walked through the front door, not waiting for him to give a response.
She began walking towards her bus stop that was a couple blocks away from her house. Her mind kept circling around the what if's with Riddick coming back to get her when she came a conclusion. 'Well if he's not going to come and get me than I just might as well live my life.' she thought to herself. 'I don't need him.'
Just then she had the feeling that she was being watched. She stopped and looked around her. "What the," she shook the feeling and started walking the rest of the way to her bus stop.
