"What?" He smiled.
I just laughed and shook my head. I could here the announcer speaking about the flight and timings of things, but I wasn't paying attention. I've been on an airplane so many times, it's simply simple getting on one of these things now.
As we took off Jack looked like he was going to be sick, "Guess you're not a fan of flying?" I giggled.
He plastered a fake smile on his face and gulped "So hey why are you going to Detroit?".
Oh no.. Suddenly I really want to break down, cry, or throw myself head first out of this plane. Or all three.
"It's kind of a long story" I could feel the tears welling up in my eyes so I turned my head to look out the window.
"Hey, hey, hey" he quietly said and turned my chin, so my face was facing him, "I'm here to listen."
How is this even happening. That's all I can think. Because this extremely cute boy is now being the sweetest person I've encountered in my life. And he's cute. How..?!
"How can I trust you?" I ask.
"Trust me" he is still looking into my eyes.
"I... I just don't have any where to go and I can't be home" I feel like a child saying, so I quickly cover my face with my hands.
"Keep talking.. please I want to help you" he says.
"Why are you being so nice to me?" I look up with tears in my eyes.
"Because Sara, keep talking please" looking sympathetic he pleads.
"My dad is abusive, and just.." I stop talking and look away.
He puts his hand on mine.
"I've just never been treated right, and I needed a fresh start, that's all" I finish.
"Do you have a place to stay?" He asks.
I shake my head, "I'm just trying to find a hotel for a-"
He cuts me off, "You're staying with us."
