Part 6- Anxiety

                                    

                                          
Asiyah's POV.
I can't really escape this place. 
That's the real truth. 
But I can try to do something else. 
I've watched a thousand of thriller movies where they show how to escape a place and how to make it not obvious. 
So why not see if it actually works?
First thing I should do is get to know everyone around. 
I know the girls in the same room as me and that's it. 
I don't really know anyone here too personally. 
I have to be nice for awhile. It won't be that hard as I'm usually really nice with everyone. 
I was walking around the mention looking at the pictures hanging on the walls. 
The girls went for training again so I'm all alone. 
I saw a guy sitting in the living room alone and decided to join him. 
"hey" I said trying to make it sound as nice as possible. 
"hey? Aren't you supposed to go train?" he asked me. 
"yeah but I got hurt" I said showing him my foot. 
"oh hope you get better.." 
"thanks, what's your name?" 
" Abay and you?" 
"Asiyah you're a trainer too right?" 
"yeah I was the one who trained the girls with the driving activity" 
"ouh nice" 
"I saw you really aren't comfortable doing anything... is something bothering you?" 
How is he the only one realizing that? 
"actually I'm fine.. It just doesn't feel right" I honestly said. 
"don't worry, you'll get used to it and if you miss your family don't worry either you girls are meeting them next month" he said. 
No way! 
Why do I have a feeling this guy is actually nice? 
"how old are you?" I randomly asked. 
"20"
"oh you're young!" it came out of my mouth. 
I heard him chuckle. 
"do I look older to you?" 
"a little bit" I said with a smile. 
"it's okay I get that a lot... Since you seem to be bored do you want me to show you some places around?" he asked me. 
I nodded with a smile. 
I haven't smiled in a while my jaw hurts. 
We got up and walked around. 
He showed me places I had no idea existed in this huge place. 
There's literally a playroom for the boys and a bar. 
Haram. 
There's even a soundproof room where they practice gun shootings. 
There's also a room for parties and big events. 
Like what?! 
So many rooms in this place, I still can't believe it. 
"let's go outside" he said as I kept following.