Freeze (chapter 8)

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A/n— the poetic rizzler has gotten another chapter out for all of you so enjoy as for the poetic rizzler must go and write more before heading back to class 🌚

You stood fiddling with your seatbelt straps. It had been about over three hours so far into the flight. No kids were crying , no one was snoring and everything seemed normal. You slept for only 10 minutes before waking up and keeping to yourself. You noticed an old couple glaring and whispering about ghost and you were sure that ghost himself could hear but you just sat quietly and glared at them. you start to feel a little tense and nervous again as you look over and see the similar face of graves and you try to shake off the feeling that had once left and come back but there was no avail as your thoughts continued to run.

The steady rocking of the plane, the cramped space, and the unfamiliar sounds and sensations are starting to get to you. As you look around at the other passengers you see that some of them are looking miserable , while others seem totally relaxed.bTo try and distract yourself, you start to look at the in-flight entertainment pan flips. The  library is vast, but nothing seems to peak in your interests and you sighed as you looked over at ghost to see him resting his eyes. You still thought back to the man in the mask that looked like graves for a second and you bounced your leg as you thought about it more.

You tried looking over to see if you could see him again but you couldn't find anything but that mask and those fimiliar eyes and hair. You decided maybe you'd go to the bathroom to freshen up. You unbuckled your seatbelt quietly and you stood up looking down as you tried not to draw much attention to yourself and you scooted part ghost and into the middle isle.
You walked down the isle as you tried to get yourself to the bathroom and people watched as you got up but most didn't really pay and notice to you as they weren't worried about what other people did around them while others were nosy and looked.

You kept to yourself as you enetered into the small cramped airplane bathroom and you locked the door behind you as you stepped in. The bathroom was pretty decent as it didn't smell and was pretty clean for the most part as most bathrooms were usually dirty as fuck looking like the back of your local gas station. You looked into the mirror and took off the mask they had given you an you noticed the light scars on your face from years ago when you were recovering from the attack in las Almas.
You fingers lightly grazed your face and you looked at yourself again noticing how tired you were but you shrugged it off as you turned on the sink and you splash yourself with cold water trying to wake up.

You washed your face and hands and did what you normally would do in the bathroom and you stepped out keeping quiet as usually as you made your way back to your seat and as you looked down the row of seats as you did so you saw him.

The man in the mask.

You felt yourself freeze up again and you both made eye contact. You couldn't forget those eyes but you couldn't confirm if it was actually him or not. The man had blue eyes , dirty blond hair but that could've been anyone right? You thought to yourself but as you heard a voice that broke you from your thoughts.
"You okay sweetie?"
The flight attendant asked you as she broke you from your running thoughts and you shook them off and gave a weak nervous smile.
"Yeah I'm okay , sorry if I was troubling you."
You muttered and she waved you off.
"Not at all."
She replied with a light smile.

Ghost on the other hand had been watching the whole interaction happen before his eyes. He notice how you kept freezing up when you saw that one man , almost as if you knew him in a way and ghost was curious again as he knew this was something more when you said you were fine he still knew that you weren't okay and it's clearly bothering you. As you made your wag down the aisle and back to your seat ghost turned his head to look at you and kept quiet and his eyes narrowed.
"Y/n don't hand me that "I'm fine" bullshit. Somethings wrong , is it that guy ? You keep freezing up every time you see em on this flight. What's up?"
Ghost voiced his concerns for you as this was new in most aspects. You sighed and shook your head.
"Reminds me of someone.."
You muttered as you leaned back in your chair and looked out the window as ghost analyzed and looked over you as he tried to get a read on your thoughts and maybe feelings.

Time was on the line and life or death was tight for new friends could be made past from this flight.

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