1| How Easy Was It

It was so easy.

In high school, he hardly ever used social media. And his good looks were what made him about fairly desirable in a school carrying over 3,000 students, however he was a pretty lonely guy. For a time when I met him, he was the star player of a basketball team that was easily dismissible in a town that catered towards rugby anyways... but that was about as far as his recognition went.

After high school, it was as though he slipped off the face of the earth. Even Neela couldn't find him for a moment.

But then his mom died and he reappeared...

For her at least.

No one knew of how his mother had just passed away. Or how he dropped out of college five months into his freshman year. Or how he worked as a bartender at a very low key and loosely ran bar.

He left himself behind, slipped graciously into a disparity, and made himself easy to find. Easy to watch, easy to take...

He had no rules; he just slept with whomever he wished to sleep with, he went home whenever he wanted to go home, and didn't come out unless it was for work or to go drinking. One of his four escapes Neela noticed. Drinking, weed, sex, and working out.

If he left his curtains open, you could see him from specific hotel rooms across the street; just punching away at his punching bag. As if he were trying to dig his fists into the object. A friend of his told her he did boxing during high school. So, Neela suspected it was the one thing he's never given up on since then.

Besides his weed.

Other than having to be wary of his strength and skill, he otherwise showed no cares, not for anything, not even for himself. Neela would watch him step out onto his balcony and look down at the ground from the 34th floor as if it had the answers for him he was seeking. But they didn't... She did. She saved him.

He had not one single guard up so he made it so easy. And she knew where it was coming from, she knew that she could make it all better as well.

So she did not kidnap him out of hate or even obsession.

It was out of love. The purest form of it. It was out of care.

She saved him.

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