cant catch a break (jbff)

chapter 24

*Crystal POV*

I drummed my fingertips against the arm rest of George's car as he drove me to the air port.

Yes, air port. I told him. After 15 minutes of explaining, he finally agreed to drive me there. Praise the lord.

"Are you sure about this?" George asked over the radio, as he turned it down a few notches.

I nodded almost too quickly.

"Positive. I need a break." I stated honestly, my tone firm.

A light sigh escaped George's lips as he faced the road again.  I bit my lip, mentally cursing myself for getting into such a shitty situation.

"Do you have my number?" He asked. I shook my head.

"No, I don't. Why?" I asked curiously. God please, do not pull a move. Crystal Turner needs a break from guys, and if George pulls a move, she might just throw herself into oncoming traffic.

"In case you need a friend, or some help." He said. A smile lit up my face. George was a nice guy, and a total turn on.

"Well, what's your number then?" I asked, pulling out my phone from by backpack, my foot slightly scuffing my two duffel bags while doing so.

George handed me his phone that was resting on the top of the radio, and I unlocked it. I sent a text to my phone, then as I received it, I saved the number as; George my homie.

"Got it." I confirmed, handing him the phone back. He smirked.

About 15 minutes passed, and the car finally reached the drop off station for the air port.

I got out of the car, and turned to George. He got out of the car, and I walked over to him.

"Thanks so much George, for everything." I said, hugging him tightly around the neck. He hugged me back, his arms wrapping around my waist. I pulled away, and smiled at him.

"Text me if you need anything, kay?" He asked me, his striking eyes shining with concern. I smirked.

"Yes Dad, I will." I joked, nudging him.

"Hey lady! Move it up there!" Some car from behind yelled, interrupting me.

I turned and gave the car the middle finger. They honked in response.

"See you, George." I said, smiling, sorrow slowly taking place. He winked.

"See ya later, Crystal."

I smiled, and then turned, walking to the air port doors. I took a deep breath, and stepped inside.

The port was full of people, some rushing, some bored. I walked confidently to the front desk, where a lady was.

"Hi, how may I help you?" She asked.

"I bought tickets online, but I forgot to print them." I admitted honestly.

The lady chuckled, shaking her head, and then said, "Name?"

"Joan Turner." I said, smiling. That was my mother's name, and I had to use it, since I used her credit card. Shhh.

"Ah, found you! Annnd here you go!" The lady said happily, printing the ticket and handing it to me. I smiled slightly.

"Thanks." I said, turning and walking to security. I waited patiently until it was my turn, and then set my bags down. I took off my flip flops, and set them in the bin, along with my phone. I walked through the scanner, than collected my things.