"What's going on?"
"That fucking psycho path idiot just went after jake and is coming for us and we need to get out of here."
I gulped and nodded my head trying to keep up with Danny's long legs as we walked down the streets of New York.
Danny waved over a taxi.
"To the air port please" he handed the driver money and we took off.
I didn't ask questions or talk I just wanted this to be over with,
I want to go home, though I don't even know what home means any more.
2 hours later we were inside the airport waiting for our gate to open.
We were flying to London.
Danny and I sat in silence, him on his phone, me starring at everyone around me.
I never imagined my life would turn out like this, I always thought I would find someone I love marry them have kids and raise them and grow old. but never this, running into this guy who changed my life and I hated but now I love and now we're on the run from someone who wants me.
This is all my fault if I didn't try and make Danny jealous none of this would have happened.
The gate finally opened and we made our way to our seats.
I took the window seat.
"Are you hungry?" Danny asked.
I shook my head no
He just nodded and looked straight.
I shut the window blind And closed my eyes resting my head against Danny's shoulder.
"I love you" he kissed my forehead as I fell unconscious
