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The repeating voice of the woman vibrated throughout the plane telling everyone to take their seats and fasten their seatbelts, everyone followed her instructions.
Silence filled the space between me and Jackson, I still hadn't made the call, and I started to hope he had forgotten until I felt coldness on my thigh. The beige phone was held against my skin, Jackson's blue eyes gazed at me as his lips moved calmly.
"It's time"
I snatched the phone from his grasp, pulling the phone to my right ear, his hand held the phone over mine and placed on my left ear. "Thank you" he smiled.
Cynthias voice rushed through the phone,
"...this is Cynthia"
"Cynthia it's Lina"
"Oh hi, Lina, I guess you still need that favour" she questioned
I swallowed, breathing slowly, " I was checking with maintenance and we can't put keefe in his desired room"
"But he always stays in that room?" She protested.
"I know but they were fixing the water valve in the master bath and they managed to fix the wrong one, so If anyone uses the plumbing-"
"The shit will hit the fan" she sighed.
"Exactly so I want you to move him too" I stopped, I mean should I really be doing these. I'll be the responsibility for killing Keefe and his family, but dad...
"Lina?"
"4080" I burst out.
"But the security are you sure?"
"You're right there not gonna be happy, tell them I authorised it Cynthia"
"Okay, theres hardly any time, I better go Lina"
Static. Nothing came through, she hung up. I did it.
"Outstanding, were close" he whispered.
This little shrimp dick. I grabbed the phone holding it at him. His eyes moved side to side like a clueless child.
"What?"
"You know what ass hat, make the call to my dad, it's your part of the deal"
He took the phone gently, before putting it back into the hold.
"I still need you"
"How flattering really but you promised you'd make the call" i said bored.
He rolled his eyes but couldn't hide the blush that crept onto his cheeks, but continued overall...
"I need confirmation that keefe is in that room, I'll make the call when were on ground"
"What if your guy decided to kill my dad because you didn't make the call?"
"He won't move until he's told to, hes a good dog he responds to masters voice, unlike some" he glanced at me.
"The keefes will be history, your dad will be safe, and I move on"
"You have no remorse for the children and his wife?"
He turned to me his face close to mine,
"I do my part and move on"
I gulped, turning away from him. He moved back slowly into his seat spreading his legs, his touching mine.
"Well thank you for choosing fresh air airline, we have started to descend into Miami, I will announce when we have landed" the pilots voice spoke.
"Fuck fresh air air line" I mumbled.
I groaned, bending over in my seat,
"What's wrong now?" He said coldly
"You hit me in the head, slammed me against the wall, but you gave me a kiss to make it feel better, don't think it worked though" I sarcastically grumbled.
"I'll give you another one if you don't sit up"
"What a nice apology" I mumbled while slowly grabbing the pen, hiding it into my sleeve.
"Cmon sit up lalina"
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Time skip
Finally the plane had landed, a round of applause erupted from the plane and Jackson the jackass began to clap aswell.
"Welcome to Miami" the speaker spoke.
"It happened two years ago, he held a knife to my throat the whole time" I continued...
"And I promised myself one thing"
"That it was beyond your control" fake sympathy coming from his voice.
"No" the seatbelt sign ringed.
I turned to him, my face close to his, I put my hand on his face, tracing his jawline.
"That it wouldn't happen again"
I grabbed the pen roughly stabbing it into the side of his neck, his hands rushed to his neck, I moved quickly.
Grabbing his phone from his pocket and climbing over him I ran through the passengers, glancing back I could see that blonde woman checking his neck screaming for help, I continued to wait until the door unlocked and it did as soon as that blonde bitch blamed me for stabbing him, I ran before the man at the door could grab me back.
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