Danger-us

6~What?

LIZ'S POV

I was woken up by a tapping on my upper back, I turned around from my laying position and saw Izaiah caring some suitcases. "Sorry to wake you up, but we're here. And I need you to carry this suitcase." He said softly. I groaned and started stretching. I was laying on my right side the whole ride this stretch was very needed, After hearing almost all my bones crack I finally opened my eyes.

My eyes became even wider when I was met with a big white jet in front of me, I looked around and saw we were in the middle of what looked like a small airport. I sat up and opened the door next to me to walk to Izaiah. "Why are we at a airport?" I said walking to where he was.

"We're going somewhere. Where's my suitcase?" I walked back to his SUV to get his suitcase. When I opened his backdoor I spotted his suitcase and grabbed it, but then I saw my phone. With a sigh of joy as a response I grabbed my phone and tried to turn it on, but it had been dead.

"Fuck! He better have a charger." I was so ready to start texting my friends but I guess not. Walking back to Izaiah, I slipped the phone into my sweater pocket and stood next to Izaiah waiting for the jet door to open. "So, where exactly are we going?" I asked him.

"You'll find out soon." he responded. I let out a small sigh from frustration. I don't want to find out, I want to know right now. The jet door opened and a guy with a bright yellow suit walked out with a woman in the same color uniform. The man had a big bright smile when he saw Izaiah.

"Hello izaiah! Sorry for the delay, we were heating up the plane and engine. Zaiah, I never knew you had a wife? She is beautiful, but it unfortunately looks like she got in your family business, huh?" He said in a jersey accent. He turned to me and pouted. "Tell me sweetheart what's your name?

"My name is Liz but-" I said before getting interrupted by him.

"Welcome to the family Liz!" He yelled dramatically. "When did you both get married?" He asked us both, Before I can answer Izaiah spoke.

"We aren't married, we aren't even dating," he explained. He grabbed my hand and started leading me to the plane entrance. I glanced at his face, and he looked aggravated, I guess this topic heats him up.

"My apology for the confusion," the guy in yellow said in a lower tone, he nodded at me in apology and I flashed him a smile.

"Just shut up Sergio you talk too much," Izaiah commanded Sergio.

Sergio just walked back to the pilot space, closed the door. I walked to a seating area and sat down. A girl with a bright yellow uniform walked up to me, she looked different from the girl at the door.

"Hello miss, Can I get you some food to eat?" I eagerly nodded, I've been straight up starving. "Ok then ill get your food quickly." she giggled while walking away. After she disappeared to the kitchen space, Izaiah sat across from me.

"So Liz, I do owe you a apology and a explanation, so first, I'm sorry for what happened at the house. I did know it was going to happen but I found out after I took you to my home, I never meant to put you in danger," He said, I just nodded. I was more focused on my food that was being made. "I would've taken you home if those guys didn't come so early, and now that you were here for that whole thing, I can't let you free or you'll just get killed." Right as he said that last thing, all my attention was on him.

"Repeat that last part." I asked him sitting up straight.

"Since you killed two people and experienced that whole thing, If I had let you go home free, You'd get killed." He said slouching in his seat.

"Boy what the fuck is you talking about?" I raised my tone. "So you're telling me, if I go home I'm going to get fucking killed? Nah, you got me fucked up, I didn't ask for this shit." At this point I was so mad. Why would I get killed for something I was forced to be in. What even was this.

"Look Liz, I feel your frustration, I was forced in this too and I'm really sorry for getting you in this but I cannot let you go. It's either you stay here or you die, both being my fault." I didn't even respond, I just stared at him with rage. Is this how it feels for a princess to be forced into marriage, because this is how I'd imagine it.

"Here you go miss, Sorry for the wait." the woman said placing a plate that was covered in my front and walked away. I looked down at the plate of food I've been waiting for, I opened the metal cover and saw some Alfredo pasta. My mood immediately raised from rage to excitement. I started digging in like it was my last meal, I don't know if it was the drugs that I put on last night or not, but my stomach was empty as hell. 

Izaiah also got his food and started eating. The plane started to move, that's when we heard Sergio on the speaker, "Can you guys stop chowing down on your food for a minute, after take off, you guys can keep eating," me and izaiah dropped our forks and stopped eating.

I dug in my pocket remembering needed a charger for my phone. "Izaiah." I called out to get his attention, making him look up at me. "I need a phone charger for my phone. Do you have one by chance?" I asked. Before responding to me, He sighed harshly.

"You're going to be mad at me for saying this but you can't have your phone," I was ready to go off again before I was interrupted by Izaiah. "Look I'm not saying you can't have a phone at all, I'm saying you can't have that phone anymore." He said.

"What other fucking phone do I have? Do I look like a boujee bitch who has two of the same things?" I gritted through my teeth. "Get me a fucking charger, I'm not playing with you." I said throwing my phone at him.

"Who are you talking too?" he said in a low tone, in a attempted to scare me.

"You, who fucking else?" I said with a mouth full of my pasta, we had already taken off so I began eating again

"You have a dirty mouth for someone I saved from overdosing," He mumbled.

"You have a dirty attitude for someone who's taking away from my home and taking all my freedom without my will. I have all rights to have a "dirty mouth" when I have to choose between no freedom or death." I said getting up and sitting somewhere else.

"Where are you going," I Ignored him sitting in a laying area far behind him. What type of shit was this? I couldn't go home, I couldn't have my phone, I didn't even have clothes or anything of my own. I'm just going to sleep this off.

Authors note

He got a nerve >:(. Hope you enjoyed!!!