In An Instant

The plan

Who was I kidding. Every night I look outside and see how dark it is. Darkness is one of my greatest fears. (Notice how I said one. There are crazy people out there ya know... ) I sighed and started to pack my things. Although I had a lot of things, my bags were small though, I didn't want my dad's assistant thingy to be carrying my precious items. I put everything in bags. I slipped on distressed jeans, Aréopastle shirt, and a light hoodie. My glasses, and jelly-pop flats. When the night came, I made up an excuse and told my friend (yup, I only have one true friend in this world) that I would be in a cruise with my grandparents going to Italy for my birthday which seemed almost perfect. I always wanted to go to Italy and my grandparents died last month. I sighed as I stepped into dad's limo.

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I plopped on the leather couch as dad sat on another one across from me- with that big stupid grin on his face.

"Hello Mister Winters and..guest" said the Captain over the loudspeaker (is that what they call it? I don't even know 😅)
"Riley Winters. My daughter." my dad called... sounding proud. Really? Who else needs to know. The grocery store manager? (I was gonna say the president but he already knows me 😒)

"O. K. then, hello there Riley And Mr. Winters. I will be your caption today. Enjoy your flight!" He slammed down the phone. Now I feel 100% safe. I silently thought (Note the sarcasm) pushing my bags closer to me. Dad's wife came in right then and sat on his lap he had a wild glint in his eye and they started making out. I looked away, knowing that they were going to the next-level. (If ya know what I mean 😛) I looked at the window and let my thoughts wander. I heard a faint yelp and turned to my dad. I looked and saw my dad.. mmh... never mind that lets just say that my expression was: 😟 and my dad said: " Baby, I almost forgot what you taste like." I stopped myself from puking and moved to another couch, bringing my bags with me. I dug in my backpack to find my phone, earbuds and gum. 5 minutes later, we were taking off.

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I woke up suddenly, having a nightmare. The plane crashed or.. was going to crash. I was panicking and looking around. Thank God it was a dream. I was the captain's head in the steering thingy and dad and Ivy talking in hushed voices as we were...very..fastly..going..DOWN?!?! Wait. Wait. Wait. THE CAPTAIN'S HEAD WAS IN THE STEERING THING?!?!?! I snapped my head to the captains cabin and saw that the captain was very much...dead. I tensed up. "Dad?" I said faintly. Dad looked up and smiled. "Hey Riley!" he chirped and walked over. Ivy was behind him and ... wobbled over. ewwwww.
"Riley you have to listen to me." I nodded, now becoming very afraid of what was going to happen next.
"Look, I'm just going to get straight to the point." he took a deep breath. " We are...going to crash."