The darkness within

S E V E N

My hand grew tired as it stirred the rod around my take away cup of coffee, my eyes staring at nothing in particular. Andy was currently gushing over the latest trend in magazines to my left, trying to kill time until we board the plane. A million thoughts ran through my head. How will this work? What will my father think? What if he rejects me? What if Tyla won't be okay? What if, what if, what if. As if sensing my discomfort Andy gently nudged me.
"Everything's gonna be fine, don't stress. Tyla will be okay"
Sighing deeply I turned my head towards her. "What if this doesn't work"
"Then we go home and forget about it." She beamed sadly at me.
"There's nothing back home for me except Tyla"
The airport was specially crowded today, we had to circle around the seating area for about 20 minutes before we could get a seat, i inwardly laughed when two old ladies drew dirty looks towards us for not offering a our seat. Fat chance.
I was taken out of my thoughts when Andy spoke, "The reason we're doing this is to find somewhere safer for you and Tyla" lightly nodding, I exhaled a ball of air I didn't realise I was holding. "You're right"
She chuckled, "when am I not?" She rose from her seat and gestured to the shop behind her, "I'm going to get something for the plane, you want anything?" I smiled. "Surprise me"
After disappearing to the shop, my mind began to once again ponder. I wasn't sure if Tyla wanted this for us, she never really said. She wanted to come with me, but it would have been to much. Me and Tyla have different dads, no surprise there. And if I took to NY it would have been to much, my dad would have to adjust to meeting me, never mind a daughter that isn't even his! I love Tyla more than anything in the world, I had to do this for her. For us. We can't stay with Sarah anymore. I just pray that she'll be safe till I get back.
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45 minutes later me and Andy boarded the plane and we're settling into our seats. Andy was getting torn into her fourth magazine whilst I was playing around with my phone. However my mood faltered when my seat was jolted forward from behind me. Looking through the crack between the seats I spotted some ass wipe kicking my seat with his mother fucking crocks. Turning around I took a deep breath and looked out the window, only to be disturbed yet again by the little faggot. I swear to god I'll rip the oxygen mask from above his seat and wrap it around his neck to tight- "colette. Calm down he's like four" Andy was scolding me whilst shaking her head. "I mean it, keep you're cool." Mumbling a string of curse words I ignored the kicking in the back of my seat and listened to the music the flowed out of my ear phones. This was going to be a long flight.