Chapter:17

The Great Escape Plan

Previously:

In your life, you have anything you wanted because we knew your faith. The short life of a jinchuuriki in the Akatsuki. A sacrifice, but for the greater good of eternal peace."

"We are leaving tomorrow." Obito said as he took a seat on the side of my bed. I laid awake, on my back looking at the ceiling, deep in thought. I hadn't slept all night, my mind wouldn't let me. It raced with the conversation of the night before repeating over and over 'I'm a jinchuuriki. It was now eight at night, the day after, well actually the night after. I didn't leave my room all day and dismissed anyone who attempted to come in. Obito, however, decided that he didn't care and was going to come in anyway.

When he told me that we're leaving, I didn't respond. I hated him and everyone else involved in the heist. Even... my parents. They were the two people I loved the most in my life, but they didn't truly care about me. They purposely created me to be a jinchuuriki, knowing that they would extract it from me in the future. Which would result in my death.

When Obitio saw that I wasn't going to respond, he got up and left without a word. Shortly after I got up to go to the bathroom. My stomach grumbled as I washed my hands. Since I haven't left my room all day, I haven't eaten either. But I didn't want to leave my room, because I knew that I was going to die...soon. I felt as if I was a hospice patient, waiting for my life to end. My whole life up to this point had been a ticking time bomb. I wanted to cradle into a ball of self pity.

As I left the bathroom there was a knock on the door.

"I want to be alone." Is what I've been telling anyone who knocked on the door. For the most part they listened. But whoever it was copied Obito and walked into my room anyway.

"Please, Kami. Please come out." My mom begged as she made her way to my bed. "Please, even if it's only just to eat...You must eat something."

"I don't have to do anything you tell me." I said through clenched teeth. I didn't look at her when she sat on my bed, and I slapped her hand away when she attempted to rub my head.

"I'm sorry, Kami." she cried. "I'm sorry that we did this to you, but you need to understand that your small sacrifice will help so many."

"Small sacrifice? You think my death is a small sacrifice!? I would think someone's life is the ultimate sacrifice!"

"Yes your right, Kami. But you need to look at it from a bigger picture, not just your perspective alone."

"No,mom... I will never understand why any parent would choose this faith for their child." I looked her in the face when I said this.And damn, did I regret it. I saw pain in her eyes. She honestly thought that she was doing something good for the shinobi world. It hurt to see my mom in such pain. Even though I hated her, I couldn't detach myself from the feeling that I would be letting my mother down if I did not carry out my part in the 'Moon's Eye Plan.'

She looked down, putting a hand on her face. "Listen Kami, I did not come in here to fight with you. I just want you to come out of your room." She sighed, "We're leaving tomorrow, and I would really like for you to make the best out of your last night here."

When I didn't respond she continued. "Maybe, you should head out. Invite all your girlfriends for a final night out with them. I'm sure you'll have fun. It'll be great you girls can-"

I stop listening when an idea popped into my head. I can use this opportunity out of the house to run away. I have enough money in the bank to live off of for the rest of my life. It wouldn't be a life of fame and luxury anymore, but at least I would be alive. I could take out as much cash as I possibly could and run with it. Move to a rural area where no one could find me and settle down. Start over.

The idea excited me so much I smiled. My mom saw this and assumed I accepted her plan.

"Great! I'll let your father know that your heading out tonight... Oh, and you can go to that Club, hmm, what's it called again?" She tapped her chin trying to find the word.

"Platinum Ice, mom?" I was no longer depressed anymore,now that I have a chance to escape.

"Yes! That's the one!"She said jumping up and down. She was obviously happy so see leave my room, but more importantly, she was happy to see her daughter talking to her.

When she left, I packed my largest Gucci bag with clothes. Not the conventional clubbing clutch purse, but it was only a cover to hide my true intentions:My Great Escape.

I grabbed my phone and started making some calls. Gotta call up my Lady Entourage. After I got my groupie together I plugged my iPod into my speakers and blasted music as I prepared for the night. The playlist was on 'Party' so it shuffled through all the latest and greatest Party beats, LMFAO started playing first. After I finished a quick shower I went to my closet and picked out my club dress. A deep red mini dress that barely covered my ass. The sleeves were rose lace patterned, and the back was open. Hot Damn, was I gonna show skin! I hung the dress on my closet door and looked at the clock that hung above the bathroom door.

It was only nine o'clock, and I told the girls that we would head out at eleven. Since I had the time I decided to straighten my hair. I knew it would take about an hour so I when I finished I wasn't surprised that the clock read 10:15. My dark hair now flowed midback and I was ready for make-up. I put on a natural eyeshadow, and made black cat-eyes with liquid eyeliner on my upper eyelid. After applying heavy mascara, I added pink lipstick with a strawberry gloss. I loved it, cause not only did it look good, it taste great!

Damn,I'm such a girly-girl. I couldn't believe how much fun I was having. Hmm, I think the last time I went out like this was a few months ago for, Lisa, one of my close friend's birthday party. I actually used to be a notorious party girl, when I turned 16. I was pretty young, I know. I would hit Club after Club, all night every night. I would get so drunk, like beyond shitface wasted. Yeah I was underage but when your a celebrity no one really cares,the bouncers still let you in and the bartenders still serve you whatever you like. I was home-schooled by tutors back then and would wake up every morning with a major hangover. But somehow I always managed to pass, with a C- of course. Ha, no one gave a shit if I drank, not even my parents! Now I know why, it was because they just wanted me to enjoy all the time I had being alive. I looked down to the floor, as sadness washed over me. I had gotten so distracted in preparing for the night that I had forgotten the reason why I agreed to go. I was going to escape my faith. Once I got to the Club, I'm going yo distance myself from the group then flee.

I glanced at the clock, 10:35. Time to slip into my dress. I put on my black Louis Vuitton pumps first because I knew once I put on the dress, it's skin tight fit would make it impossible to bend over. I got frustrated when I attempted to zip up the dress,shit it's stuck. I tugged on the small piece of plastic, but it wouldn't budge.

"Ah-" Someone gasped from behind me.

I screamed. It was Hidan, standing in the doorway of my bathroom.