The buzzing sound of the alarm clock stirred me from my dreamless slumber. Stretching in the soft clean sheets a small smile spread across my face. I'm going to Scotland today! Moving away, for good. Climbing out of the cave of pure bliss I fumbled my way to the shower, I stood there motionless letting the warm water wash my worries away. Changing into a pair of black skinny jeans with a blue denim shirt and cream jumper over top i pull on a pair of burgundy wanna be docs I turn to putting a little bit of makeup on aftee. God it's been so long I hardly know what to do any more. Tying my hair into a long plait I zip up my suitcase and switch all my belongings from my old backpack to my new one before pulling on my new jacket and leaving the hotel room. I feel good! John was waiting outside my door, he took my suitcase as we went downstairs to breakfast.
"When you walked out that door I hardly recognised you!" He said as we sat down at a table. I ordered eggs benedict as John ordered a full breakfast with black coffee.
"Makeup changes everything!"I joked devouring my food. This is the most I've eaten in years. We left breakfast and walked over the road to the airport. It was 8:30 leaving me 2 hours to get through security and make myself comfortable. The freezing air hit me like a brick to the face. I glanced at the car park in front of the airport before freezing. Chris's blue chevy sat in the car space right by the front door. Shit! John noticed my change.
"It's Chris's truck!" I pointed a shaky hand towards the Chevy. My heart was pounded against my chest painfully.
"Ok, we will just walk straight past it. If I could hardly recognise you hopefully he won't be able to either. Just stay close to my side." I nodded before we started walking again. I noticed John take out his phone and started dialing.
"Who are you calling?" I asked curiously.
"Back up." He typed furiously on his phone.
"Back up?" I questioned.
"Long story short, I have a lot of family around here!" He seemed to take pride in this as he placed the phone to his ear before babbling to someone. I zoned out as i stared at the ground we were at least 100m from the truck. Deep breaths Isabelle! John finished the call and glanced at me with a small smile.
"Everything will alright, I promised remember?" I gave a forced smile. 3 meters! We walked past the truck and thankfully no one was inside. We walked through the front doors before a solid hand gripped my shoulder and pulled me back. I fell to the ground in a heap. Chris stood towering above me. You could almost see the steam smoking from his nose and ears. Rage was evident in his puffy red rimmed eyes. John picked me back up before I lightly pushed him away he doesn't need to be involved in this.
"Stay away, I don't want you getting hurt!" I whispered. John didn't listen and pulled me behind him glaring dangerously at Chris who chuckled.
"Move old man!" He gripped John by the shoulders and shoved him away. I gasped as a by passer steadied John who turned with burning rage in his eyes but he stilled his actions.
"How dare you fucking leave me!" Chris screeched, his voice sounded as though he had been crying.
"Because you are a piece of shit, I loved you once but that all changed the second you beat against me." I said in a calm voice. I was surprised I was far from calm! Chris visibly flinched at my words but it seemed to fuel his anger.
"I did it because you needed to be taught a lesson. You see you are mine! I own you. Your all i have left!" He whispered more to him self, he was goung crazy
"We're leaving." He grabbed my arms and started dragging me towards the door. A small crowd had surrounded us. Curse humans for their curiosity and need for drama. I ripped my arm from his grip.
"I'm not going anywhere with you. I'm leaving for good!" I yelled. When is this supposed back up meant to arrive. I glanced over at John who looked frantic.
"To hell you are!" I could see his fists clench. I know what's coming next. His hand flew through the air before cracking against my cheek. The force once again knocked me to the ground. Black spots blurred my vision as my head lay against the cold floor. I could feel hands around me. Before a rush of loud voices echoed through the building.
"Isabelle!" I could hear John's voice as someone lifted from the ground. Blood rushed back into my head clearing my vision. John had me in his arms, he was surprisingly strong for a reasonably small man. Chris was was coming to his feet holding his face as blood seeped through his fingers.
"I'm going to fucking kill you old man." Chris wobbled forward determination set his features.
People were whispering around us, my face throbbed painfully as police charged through the doors. I gasped loudly, Chris seemed awakened by my ourburst and readied himself to attack but was frozen, his eyes rolled back as he slumped the ground, he trembled as the electric shocks were entering his body by small metal streams coming from his back. Tears erupted flowing down my cheeks. How did everything change? Police picked him up where consciousness came back to him. He looked like he was going to explode.
"I will find you! Where ever you hide, I will fucking find you." He screamed at the top of his lungs grabbing nearly the whole airports attention. John tucked my head into his chest as sobs took over my body. I didn't realise I was shaking. I could hear the scuffing of feet as they dragged Chris away. Forever hopefully!!
John pushed me back slightly and looked at my face where I was hit. He touched the raw skin lightly. I cringed back as a police officer came over.
"Mam, we have a medical team setting up, please follow me!" I gaped at John who nodded and grabbed my suitcase and walking with me towards the now prepared team. I was sat down in a chair as a woman tended to my bruised face. I watched John carefully as he spoke to the police officer for me. I was so lost in shock and confusion I didn't realise the nurse talking to me.
"Mam, everything seems to be fine, a possible small concusion and obvious bruising but nothing serious. My advice to stop at the pharmacy past the security to get some painkillers before your flight. 2 every 6 hours and no more. Your free to go!" I shook her hand before walking over to John. He had just finished talking to the police officer.
"Cherif Derek Johnson, my good friend John here had explained your situation. The man by the name Chris is contained and will be taken to court, seeing that you are fleeing to Scotland I will give John the court date as a favour and let you be on your way! Hope you have a good flight mam and John please keep yourself out of trouble for Kate's sake. To see my cousin putting him self in danger at his age stresses me out more than it should!" The man patted John affectionately on the back before they said their goodbyes.
"What just happened?" I asked, who is John Mcmillian?
"I have a story like everyone else but that can wait for another time!" He lightly took my arm and staired me towards the check in.
