The Life with Princes

The Girl: Chaadi's story

Her body trembled as her eyes screamed with anger but I had to do it.

 As  my hands moved against her leg her body broke into cold sweat. 

Her rash was getting worse, so I applied the anti-itch cream and left it to take effect. As I removed my hand she sighed in relief. 

The fury in her eyes was still there but her body was now calm and no longer sweating. The rash on her leg was caused from her thighs rubbing together. A regular problem I've seen in women of  thick body mass. 

As I was leaving the room to go to another patient a feeble voice said "thank you for helping me" in return I nodded and smiled in response. From there on it was off to helping patients until my hours were done. 

Time seemed as if it refused to go on. The day seemed never ending, time moved slower and slower with each passing minute. I sighed at the fact that after the young girl from before, I got no patients after. It seemed rather sad but she was indeed my last patient of the day. The next morning I got up bright and early to get to the office for some files on the patient I had.

 She was rather weird.

Short black hair,  smooth brown skin and purple eyes. Very weird but those eyes did something to me. Whether it released some beast, I can't really say but I wanted her. I craved for her. I needed nothing but her. I decided to track her down.

I accessed the security area of the hospital, with a little bribe of course. I searched all the footage from the day before and saw her leaving the hospital in a brown sweater. She was the first girl or person for that matter to ever go into a hospital and leave with the only information being her age. I saw on the camera, her heading down Melbery road and on to Tailors highway. She then went up Lincon road and and into an building. Most of this footage I got from a close connection since the hospital cameras are limited. 

She lived in an apartment building on floor 4 in room 257. When I asked the neighbors about her they only knew her as the very nice girl in the brown sweater who had a little brother. They didn't really know much about him only that she called him T and that was just about it. This was getting me nowhere. One of her neighbors showed me a picture she had with the girl and her brother and BOOM! it hit me. I recognized her face immediately. I knew where I seen her before besides the hospital.  And off I went to find her. 

I got on a plane and went straight to my home country, Arabia. Upon my arrive, for only God knows why, mother and father professed they had wonderful news. The news was only wonderful for them. 

 "We have found her son!"

"who?"

"we have found your bride!"

"here we go again with this rubbish"

"she will do anything you ask her to"

I know i should be use to this this by now but it still sounds like a bunch of mumbo jumbo so I walked out pretending I didn't hear a thing. I went scooping in the city but as expected my mother couldn't let her "precious son" go off by himself without putting her nose into my business (for christ sake I'm a grown ass man) so she sent Tazma with me. How wonderful. Tazma was the leader of our Imperial guards. I still can't figure out why. He was a "man of the ladies" but could never get a girl. Ever. Not even to look in his direction, sadly. Maybe its because he tends to boast about himself and his position when they approach him just to make himself seem worthy of the attention. Besides all that he wasn't so bad. His honesty was outstanding as well as his lies but he was never bad company. We snuck out the back entrance to avoid any more eyes. Allah knows I've had enough people in my business and didn't want my parents any further. Now out of the palace we had to find a way to get there.

We caught sight of the girl turning a corner, seems like Allah was on our side. We dashed down the street of Bagdad hoping to catch up to her and take her back with us. She realized that we were chasing her so she stepped up the speed. Damn the girl can run. We never knew the girl was an acrobat, flying over carts, animals and other obstacles at a great speed leaving me behind in struggle. Finally at last she slowed down, thank heavens. She turned down an alley way and pleased to see i wasn't following, she continued walking. This whole time I was chasing her it just dawned on me that I'd been alone. Tazma had stopped to start a conversation with a woman who was clearly not interested. When will he learn. By this time I had caught up and just in time to see her go through a door in a corner of the alley. Approaching I realized there were two men standing at the door and there was a loud conversation between her and one of the male figures. "It was either pay your debts or that body of yours", knowing her stubborn ways, her body was waaaay out of the question. A brilliant idea had stuck me but as usually it was only the first part and the only part fully thought through but nevertheless I carried out the idea. After waiting a couple minutes and listening to them verbally battling it out, she somehow managed to escape hot waters just a little, and left the alley. With her gone I went over to the men an struck a deal to pay off  her debts. It seemed that she had owed a lot for medications for her brother who's real name was Tevoy but since it was an unusual name they just called him T.

I had Tazma deliver the money to the men and track down the girl using the information from the two men who indeed knew where she lived.