If I didn't know what scared was before in my lif, I certainly knew the minute Lucas told me to get my things. My heart felt as if it was about to leap out of my chest. I didn't know what was up with Lucas but I was sure that he was probably on a mission to kill us both. I had to grip the sides of the car seat with both hands, as Lucas was speeding at an alarming pace.

If I wasn't experiencing it for myself at the moment, I would have told anyone that it was impossible for a car to move that fast. I was convinced that Lucas was crazy because not only was he speeding like a mad man, he was also swerving the car from side to side avoiding other cars. If he didn't slow down soon, I was positive that we were going to die. He was pissed for some reason, but seriously? Was he this pissed that he was willing to kill both of us?

I held onto the seat and kept my eyes tightly closed, hoping to block out what was happening ahead of me but the feeling of the car swinging left to right made it impossible.

"Lucas! Please slow down!" I cried out after finally having enough.

I didn't like this driving at all. My life had just started to get on track in some ways and I wasn't ready to die.

"Now why would I want to do that?" Lucas asked me as he pressed down on the gas pedal causing the car to go a little faster.

"Please! You're going to kill us both! Lucas slow down please!" I cried trying to get him to listen.

"See, why would I listen to you when you ignore almost all of my warnings?" Lucas asked still not slowing down.

"I'm sorry! I shouldn't have left the apartment I know, but mom and I needed a new hairdo and wanted some new clothes. You were gone, so we ran out for that and then went straight back to the apartment. We didn't even stay out for more than two hours. I'm sorry, it won't happen again, I promise. Please slow down!" I cried before I started hyperventilating.

Oh my God. Oh my God. I was going to die.

"See you constantly disregard anything I say and my warnings, then you freak out when I react. And to think this isn't the worst thing that can happen when you disobey my orders." Lucas replied.

"Please, I'm sorry. Just please slow down." I begged and whimpered.

I have never been more scared for my life.

"You don't listen to me when I tell you there'll be consequences and now you're freaking out over my driving?" Lucas asked.

"Oh God, I'm gonna be sick." I groaned holding my stomach with one hand and covering my mouth with the other.

"Hey! Hey! Don't hurl inside of here!" Lucas quickly pulled the car over at the side of the road then leaned over and threw my door open.

He had just successfully happen to get the door opened when I leaned outside emptying everything that was inside my stomach. After I was finished, I leaned back in, closing the door as I laid my head against the headrest of the seat. Lucas and his crazy driving had made me sick. I was so dizzy and nauseous out of this world.

"Here," I heard Lucas said as he handed me a napkin to use wipe my mouth.

"Thanks." I mumbled weakly as I took it from him and wiped my mouth.

Lucas had finally cut speed and was now driving at a normal pace. I kept my head laid back on the headrest and my eyes closed for the remainder of the ride. Not only did keeping my eyes closed helped the dizziness and nausea to subside but it also prevented the tears which were threatening to fall, from pouring out.

I get it, Lucas was mad, but did he seriously have to be this mean? For the remainder of the ride, my eyes remained closed as I kept praying I'd reach back to the apartment safely. I would definitely have to thank God for that. The minute we reached the apartment complex, and we got out of the car, I ran through his apartment and headed straight to my room. I've had enough of this night.

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"Sweetie are you sure you don't want to go see a doctor or something?" Mom asked as she placed the back of her hand on my forehead and feeling if I had a temperature. "This unexplainable on and off fever doesn't seem normal at all."

"Mom, I'll be fine. I just need some rest that's all." I said to her as I pulled the sheet tighter around me.

"Are you sure? I mean it's been two days and still there is no changes." Mom said to me.

"It's not so bad like before mom. I haven't even throw up today like before so I'll be okay soon. I know if I get enough rest then I'll feel better." I tried reassuring her.

"Alright, get some sleep then okay sweetie. I'll have some more soup for you when you wake up okay?" Mom said as she smooth my hair.

"Okay," I nodded. "Thanks Mom."

It had been two days since Lucas and the whole crazy driving saga, and I had literally became sick as a result. I was having on and off fever and what seemed like a stomach bug. Mom and Greta had been keeping eyes on me and taking care of me since I was sick and in bed. I couldn't go to work either as a result. I just think that this whole mad driving had scared the crap out of me, and had me traumatized which was affecting my immune system or something and also triggered this sickness. I just hoped that with a good amount of rest, I would be able to feel better soon.

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I was feeling better today than I had felt yesterday and the day before. It had been four days since Lucas almost killed us both with his crazy driving. And I had became so sick that I could hardly leave the bed for two days. I was glad that the fever and the nausea seemed to be gone. Though I would have been more worried and surprised if I hadn't felt any better since then- considering mom and Greta had been giving me all sorts of concoctions to drink.

I was currently laying on the bed with my door slightly ajar when a knocking caused me to jump and looked in the direction. I was surprised to see Lucas standing there all dressed in his usual expensive looking suits.

"Get dress. I'm taking you out to show you something." He said before leaving without giving me a chance to reply.

Go where exactly? I was definitely not sure I was up to going anywhere else with him, especially after his whole mad driving the other day. That experience was just too traumatizing but I knew I didn't have any other choice but to do what he said or I'm positive that I'd be more traumatized if I didn't. I had already showered before, so after sighing internally, I got up to get a change of clothes. I quickly pulled on a pair of dark jeans, with a light blue long sleeve blouse and black shoes. After running the brush through my straighten hair, I grabbed my bag and phone and headed out of my room.

"Where are we going?" I asked as I met him in the living room.

I wasn't too keen on going anywhere with him.

"Follow me, you'll see." He replied as he walked through the door.

Sighing nervously, I followed after him. Throughout the car ride to wherever we were going, I kept seated in one position anticipating any sudden car movements any minute. My hands were holding unto the seat tightly much like I was doing some days ago when I was in this same position. I kept staring ahead as I tried to mentally tell myself to calm down and everything was going to be alright.

"Why the rigid posture?" I heard Lucas asked from opposite side of me. "Are you still feeling sick?"

"I'm scared." I told him truthfully.

"You're scared?" Lucas chuckled humorlessly. "What are you scared of Amy?"

"You." I breathe out.

I might as well be honest with him, he already knew how I felt. . "I'm scared of you... And being in this car with you."

"That's not so believable considering how often you so blatantly disregard any warnings I give." Lucas replied nonchalantly. "Do tell me Amy, why are you scared of me or scared of being in this car with me?"

"I'm not ready to die. And that's exactly what I feel is going to happen when I'm near you. You scare me Lucas... I'm constantly being threatened by you and you control my life 100%." I confessed. "I really try to do everything you say and follow your orders but I'm only human and I'm not perfect, so I'm bound to mess up sometimes. I'm sorry okay, but I've been robbed of my life and freedom since I was 17 years old, so the fact that things are a little different now, I tend to want to experience a normal life but you won't let me. I know you don't trust me Lucas but I promise you...I'm not going to tell anyone anything I know. I'm not going to get involved with drugs or anything again that could risk me exposing any information about you or anything I swear. I try not to get on your bad side but somehow I always seem to do. And then you get mad and with all those threats and me knowing what you're capable of, it is hard for me not to be scared of you. And I think you already know that you're scary in a lot of ways."

I could tell my confession had caught him by surprise because it took a moment before he was finally able to respond to me.

"You don't need to be scared of me unless you give a reason for me to be scary." Lucas replied. "I don't trust you enough because the last time I trusted you to be by yourself, you almost got wrapped up back into a drug life and then almost got killed. When you're in my line of business, you learn not to trust anyone-not even the seemingly most innocent face. You'll get a chance to a free and normal life when you've proven yourself trustworthy enough."

For the remainder of the drive, we didn't say anything else to each other. I kept thinking about what Lucas had said. How else do I prove myself trustworthy enough? Wasn't that what I've been trying to do?

After what seemed like hours, Lucas finally came to a stop, and parked in the parking lot in front of

a large building. As we exited the car, I turned to look up at the building before turning to him.

"Uhm...what is this place? Why are we here?" I asked him.

"Just follow me." Lucas replied as he walked ahead.

I followed sharply behind him, trying to keep up pace with him as we entered the building. I tried to get a clue as to where we were as we walked through. I had happened to catch the words 'clinic' and 'doctor' along the way, which had me thinking were we at some form of hospital.

I was paying attention to everywhere else around me instead of what Lucas was saying to the lady who was at the reception desk area.

"Follow me, this way." I heard the lady said as he started walking in another direction.

Why did Lucas bring me here? What was this place? It wasn't until we were now inside a spacious living room area, that I realized where we were.

"Amy?" I heard Katie's and Nora's voices at the same time.

Oh God, we were at the rehabilitation center. How could I not noticed this before?

"Oh my God, you guys." I said in shock as I ran over to them, both of them hugging me tightly.

"Boy am I glad to see you."

"You dyed your hair? Wow this is so... new. It looks great Ames."

"She looks great. Omg. It feels so good to finally get to see someone from the outside."

Katie and Nora kept gushing.

"I'm so glad to see you guys. I'm so sorry you both have to be stuck in here." I said to them.

"It's okay Amy. It's for the best. We're finally getting the help we needed so long, being here." Katie smiled at me as she played with piece of my hair.

"Yeah, the process is somewhat painful but I think it'll be worth it when we're finally better." Nora replied.

"Besides, we just have a few more months to go in here." Katie replied "We'll be okay...eventually "

I smiled at them, overwhelmed with emotions at seeing my friends again. I suddenly remembered that there was another presence in the room that I've totally forgotten before.

I finally turnef towards Lucas as he stood at the door watching us with his hands tucked away in his pockets.

I couldn't help but smile at him appreciatively. Lucas was a jerk most of the times but at times like this, it was easy to forget that. I walked back to him cautiously.

"I uh...I want to thank you for bringing me here today. I appreciate it, it means a lot." I said to him.

"No problem. I figured it was time you see them now." He responded.

"Thank you." I smiled at him.

I had the sudden urge to hug him as well but I didn't think he'd appreciate that much so instead I settled with giving him another smile.

to me guys, I wrote half the chapter earlier today and I don't know what went wrong but I save it and when get back to finish writing the enter chapter disappeared. I was so upset I had to write over the whole thing, I even forgot some of what was written before so I'm so sorry if this chapter seems rushed or not good enough. I'm also sorry for any errors. Anyway hope you like it and don't forget to vote and comment.