Hated and Loved, (Sometimes Both)

2: Yes It Tastes Good

The man swaggered in our direction, yelling drunkenly at every passenger. I stood up until I felt a tug on my pant leg. Lucy looked up at me and whispered,

"Don't hurt him please." I nodded and sat back down, just as he glared at me.

"The hell is wrong with your damn eyes?" He muttered, and I just smiled back.

"What's wrong with your attitude?" I countered quietly. He glared and walked to the very back, and then off the bus again. Furious whispers broke out and I signaled to Lucy. She got up and sat next to me, and she was trembling. I looked away, after all, I'd hugged her once, and that was once more than I needed.

"A-Aleksi?" She looked at me with her big blue eyes and she talked with her adorable voice....

And I snapped. I really did. I hugged her.... Again. She squeaked cutely and hugged me back, and I felt like I had a younger sister.

"You are adorable." I admitted, "even for a nine year old or so." She giggled,

"I'm actually twelve!" Her bubbly laugh was irresistible. I know I've mentioned her cuteness a lot, but trust me, there's a reason for it.

"You're twelve? Oh... Sorry!" I smiled, "but looking young is a good thing, right?" She nodded,

"Daddy always wanted me to be older, especially when he was...." She trailed off, and I hugged her. I let go of her and looked out the window,

"It's our stop soon." I mentioned.

"Where're we going?"

"The airport."

"Why?"

"To escape."

"But that costs lots of money! Doesn't it?"

"Luckily, I have lots of money." I smirked at her, "I wasn't expecting a passenger, but I'll have the money." She giggled,

"Are we really escaping Aleksi?" She clung to my sleeve excitedly.

"Yes, but my name is Aleksia."

"But I am calling you Aleksi!" She brushed her purple hair off her face. "Deal with it!" I looked away.

"You okay with going to England?" I asked, trying to change the topic. She was silent for a moment, then nodded.

"Are we reeeally going?" Her eyes can only be described as anime eyes, and I'm not joking: her eyes were Huge when she asked them. I ruffled her hair and nodded.

"I'm finally doing what I set out to do." 

"Kill someone?" She asked, somehow still sounding innocent.

"Um.... yes and no...." I gulped, she didn't need to know what I had planned.

"Oh...? Okay then Aleksi."

I smiled and looked out the window, we were there.

"It's our stop, let's go." I grabbed her hand and led her off the bus, taking my two briefcases with me.

"Why do you hav-" She began,

"That's for me to know and you to not ask about." I said just a bit sassily, but to my surprise, she giggled and stayed silent. As soon as we were off the bus, we both sighed dramatically, looked at each other, and giggled. We walked into the airport, and went to buy tickets.

"Lucy?" I looked back at an elderly lady, whose name was probably not Lucy. She smiled and pointed to the right,

"Den lille gikk den veien." I nodded and rushed off to where she was pointing.

"Aleksiiiiiiiiii! Wait up!" Lucy burst from the crowd and ran towards me, a briefcase in her hands. "We need more money... right?"

"Ummm..... yes?" I looked around, and saw that no one was watching. "Where the Hell did that come from?"

"A man over that-a-way. He won't notice for maybe two hours?" She giggled innocently and showed me a huge wad of cash, "He had this too." I sighed and pat her head,

"You are.... something else. Now, let's go to England." I led her back towards the desk, and this time, bought tickets with no issue. 

The issue came when we were on the plane.