Deadly Addiction

14: Expectations

Geniese opened her eyes once she felt the plane jerk from her dreams which weren't fantasies but real life. She was worried about Charity soon as she heard someone yelling on the plane. She opened her eyes not knowing what was going on at the moment, but as she watched people acting a fool on the plane she didn't know how she could fall asleep over the chaos.

She turned to her left, hoping for the best at the woman who was screaming as the plane continued to jerk in air.

"Ma'am what's going on?"

It was an old woman with her eyes big and glasses hanging over her nose, she turned to Geniese with tears escaping her eyes.

"The plane, it's about to drop, didn't you hear?"

Geniese's mouth hung open and then she soon realized that the staff was coming from each and every way handing people life jackets because the plain was having serious malfunctions. She couldn't believe it though, as one woman handed her a life jacket to put it on but all she could do was hold it and buss out in tears.

"Ma'am we need you to put this on..."

She wasn't listening though. She couldn't believe that she was sitting on a plane and had fell asleep with dreams of her own life in her head and now was about to loose her life from a crash, possibly.

She had watched enough shows to know nothing good was coming out of this, or about to come out of it. She wasn't ready to die, she didn't want too. She was better now, but maybe this is what god wanted, for her to go, but she didn't want too. She wanted to be with her man, take care of her daughter, and live happily ever after, but whoever said you couldn't live happily ever after in heaven.

It was sad what was about to happen and as the lady informed her about to life jacket, she couldn't do anything but weep, weep.

The plane suddenly jerked forward and she kissed the chain on her neck.

"Everybody hold on to your seats and please please make sure your life jackets are on securely," she heard over the intercom and wiped her tears putting her life jacket on tight and wiping her tears. She wasn't about to lose her life without a fight, she wasn't about to lose her daughter, lose her boyfriend, lose everything. She wasn't ready and she prayed at that moment God felt the same.

But only time will tell in five, four, the voice over the intercom spoke, three, two, one. The plane was down, but only time would tell.