Confusion

Chepter Sixteen

A week had passed since mum passed away and we had everything packed for holiday. We were still going, because I didn't want to let the others down, despite the countless number of times that Robby had made it clear to me that we didn't have to.

We were flying out a day later than the rest of them, we still had a little paperwork to fill out even after the funeral and I had to call up mum's bank and electric company to cancel her payments and membership.

I still found it hard to accept the fact that I didn't have a mother anymore. It was really weird and I wasn't sure how to think of it. I was confused.

All of the excitement for the holiday had vanished too, I was still upset about mum, but hopefully a holiday in Tenerife would help. At least that's what the girls had told me. Kristen and Raven had been calling me for hours and I had told them everything. All about how mum had died suddenly and about her drinking problem and they were very supportive, which I really needed.

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We were now on the plane, soaring above the greenery below that you always see when you leave the UK. We'd had an hour delay and over that time, after re-thinking about the holiday a little more, there was now a small spark of excitement in the pit of my stomach, but also a fear, I wasn't someone that tells everyone 'I hate flying so so much' but I didn't really like the idea of it. But being with the person that I loved most in the world made it better.

I decided to pass the time by reading one of the magazines for a little while. As I opened up the front page I scanned over the latest news on Britney Spears and smiled at the picture of her with her sons.

After a short while of reading I dozed off to sleep, and I must have been asleep for a couple of hours because I woke to the sound of an announcement.

"Hello passengers, this is your pilot, we expect to be landing in just over half an hour, so please keep your seatbelts on and we'll be there soon".

No sooner had he finished the announcement did something begin to feel not quite right in my stomach. Something odd.

This was NOT good!

I looked over at Robby who was sleeping with his eyes closed blissfully, his angel's face looking more stunning than ever and his chest rising slowly.

For a moment I was lost, gazing at him lovingly with a small smile tweaking the sides of my mouth upwards slightly.

He was so beautiful.

Then the plane shook slightly, a rumbling sort of movement, and I looked around quickly, eyeing the air hostesses.

They looked perfectly calm.,

'Come on, you're telling me they didn't feel that?' I thought to myself. They were probably just trying to act controlled in the presence of passengers.

Then the shaking happened again, causing me to jerk forward slightly.

Robby stirred slightly in his seat and I shook him vigorously.

"Have we landed babe?" he asked, stretching out his arms and grunting slightly as he did so.

"No, Robby I think there's something wrong with the plane" I stammered worriedly.

His eyes snapped open immediately and he leaned over to embrace me tightly.

"Hey calm down baby, what makes you think tha-" before he could finish his sentence the plane shuddered again, a lot worse than any of the other times and everyone turned around in panic calling over the air hostesses and asking them what was happening.

No, this can NOT be happening. Stuff like this only happens in films, surely we can't be about to...crash?

He didn't say anything, he just sat there looking at me, gripping both of my hands tightly and looking me in the eyes.

"It's fine okay? we're going to be fine, I love you Paisley and we're going to get off this plane at the end of this journey, we'll be absolutely fine and we're going to have an amazing holiday, don't you think for one second that we won't okay? Because we will".

"If you think we're going to be fine why did you feel the need to say your goodbye?" I whispered, causing him to pull me into a tight hug and kiss my temple.

Then the pilot made another announcement, one which I most DEFINITELY did not want to hear.

"Hello passengers, we are experiencing a malfunction with the engines and I would like for you all to put on your gas masks and remain calm, please sit in the crash landing permission, we are going down ladies and gentlemen".

I grabbed for my gas mask and pulled it on, fumbling around shakily, children were crying, parents were crying, people were saying goodbye to one another, but I knew we didn't have to do that because we were going to be fine.

I'd read about the crash landing position being a conspiracy, that it actually just broke your neck instantly when you landed, which terrified me, so I didn't know whether or not to adopt it.

I whispered my thoughts to Robby and we both agreed to try a different approach, to sit bolt upright in our seats at the last minute.

I was shaking now, I could not believe what was going on around me, I began to cry, real, uncontrollable tears of pain, sorrow and fear began to stream furiously down my cheeks. First mum and now, now THIS?!

I then heard the air hostess call to everyone to adopt  the crash landing position and just as we felt ourself lowering faster and faster and the screams got louder and the reality became less real, we sat bolt upright in our seats and that was when it happened.

That was when we crash landed.