When We Met

Chapter 12

Clara's POV

" Clara? ", he started, " I think we have a problem ".

" What do you mean? " I started to worry, this couldn't be good.

" Come here " he did a sign I might come in his way. That's what I did. I putted my hands on the arm-rest and looked outside, together with Martin.

" Normally there has to be an alarm that goes off when something is wrong? " I guessed.

" How do you know? " what a stupid question from him.

" I like planes, I like to travel by plane " we looked in each other's eyes like it was a goodbye in a movie, you know.

" Oh, okay " he muttered, he seemed calm even though what was happening.

" You travel a lot by plane? " weird he didn't know about an alarm.

" Yes? But never happened something like this? " he smiled ironic.

" The pilot, warn the pilot " he immediatly got up and pushed my arms away, because I blocked his way without knowing. He went to the cockpit. I saw the pilot turning around, not knowing what was happening. I didn't hear what they were saying, I just hoped we wouldn't die. The other people who were with us were still sleeping, strange.

Martin came back and explained me what the pilot had said to him: " We are going to land at the closest airport and he will try to find another plane who brings us in New York, so we don't have to worry ".

I calmed down, I was not really panicking but it gave me a soothing feeling. I went back to my place and I could not sleep anymore. I was thinking about my parents, what did they say to them?

" Martin? What did you guys told my parents? " I looked in his way, hoping he would answer, but it seemed he was sleeping again. Man, that guy really loves sleeping.  He sleeps when he wants, where he wants and... probably with who he wants... I hope so, I mean, yeah, you know what I mean.

I felt a shock, and one more , the whole plane started to quake. Everyone woke up and was confused. The pilot yelled from the cockpit: " WE ARE GOING TO CRASH ".

Everyone shocked and looked with widened eyes in the cockpit's way.

No, this couldn't be the end. 

I saw in Martin's eyes he regretted it he took me with him. Because then I wouldn't be here and I wouldn't be scared, honestly I wasn't.

" I am so sorry ", he said, " I didn't want this to happen, I am so so fuckin' sorry, forgive me - ".

" Martin, it's okay, you couldn't have known this before and... I'd rather like to die here, with you than there without ever having this chance " and now the alarm went off. Right on time, of course not.

Everyone felt that the plane was going down.

We will survive.

Everyone said goodbye to each other, but I didn't want to, why should we? We can still survive, there's no 100% chance we would die.

" I promise we will get in New York, no matter how " Martin screamed, because the alarms were too loud.

" Of course we will " I screamed back. We smiled. The red lights of the alarms created a beautiful shine in Martin's eyes.

The fire of the aerofoils became bigger and warmer. The guys who were sitting at the side of that airfoil came to the other side, inclusive Martin. He came to sit next to me. I saw in his eyes he was a bit scared, but he will not freak out, never.

Suddenly, he looked at me, I didn't know why: " What are you looking at? ".

" You " he kept staring, it was a bit creepy.

William.

What happened with William?

I might not think about that.

"And why? " it began to be awkward.

" Because if only YOU would die, I still have a print of you in my head " he explained. What the hell.

" Oh, when I die? " I accented the I.

" Yep " he laughed.

" Okay, nice, I have pictures, you know? " I smiled, raised an eyebrow.

" Yeah... " he looked down now.

" When will we actually reach the ground? " it looked like we were falling forever, but of course, the moment I asked, we hitted the ground.

I saw Martin's face and it immediatly changed into plane-pieces, fire, white, black, nothing.

Nothing.

Was I dead?

My whole life flashed trough my mind, I saw moments with my nephew Henry when we were little, when we got a big present for Christmas, I got a long train with remote. We both got a microphone and sung songs together. I saw the moment when I met Martijn for the first time. I saw moments when I was 10, me and my nieces playing outside. I saw moments when me and my family were in Rhodes. I saw moments of now, in secondary school, with my best friends and the boys. I saw moments with Martin and William...

I saw too much.

I was thinking too much, what I normally never do.

I smelt fire really close to me.

I opened my eyes.