Blinded by hate

Lovers spat

We don't say anything to each other on the car ride to the jet.

I try to refrain from looking at him.

I cant get our conversation out of my head and it's driving me insane.

We get onto the jet in complete silence and I sit as far away from him as possible.

But I do make sure to get a window seat.

"Get comfy it's a 10 hour flight" he calls out talking to one of his men.

I roll my eyes and pull out my bag.

Of course I am prepared.

I downloaded 10 movies on my computer for me to choose from.

I start it up and plug in my ear phones.

I decide on tangled for the first one.

Elliot my fav/only bodyguard I know comes over to me.

I pull an ear phone out.

"M- Elle, May I sit?"

"Yes" I nod at him smiling.

He sits down opposite me.

"Do you want to watch tangled with me?"

"No" he says I frown.

He looks around and leans forward.

"Not because I don't want to, I just can't or else your boyfriend will shoot me in the head"

"Husband actually" I say laughing a bit and then leaning back.

At some point I must have fallen asleep because when I open my eyes my laptop is gone the window next to me is shut and Elliot is gone.

I look around a bit disoriented and see Ivan standing 3 feet away from me on his phone.

I lift the window and see its dark out.

"What time is it?"

He looks up from his phone and glances at his watch.

"Almost 1 am, we'll be there in 3 hours"

"Oh..I see" I say yawning.

"You want food?" He asks me signalling at the air hostess.

She practically runs over to him.

"Yes sir?"

"Can we get a menu for food options?" He asks her.

She beams at him nodding, "yes of course"

I roll my eyes sitting up in my seat.

I bet she doesn't realise we're married.

Or maybe she doesn't care, I don't look that threatening in a juicy tracksuit lying down on 3 seats surrounded by blankets.

She comes back and hands him the menu's touching his arm as she does.

Really unprofessional.

He hands the menu to me and I look over it, nothing amazing.

Considering we're on a private jet.

I expected pancakes at least.

"I'll have a coffee with extra milk and sugar and um a fruit bowl please" I say to her.

She turns around to look at me and slowly pulls out a tablet to take my order.

"Anything else miss?" She asks dryly.

Where's the preppy attitude for me.

"No thanks and it's Mrs" I reply.

Ha. Ha.