Cethany Fanfiction: What About Us?

The plane ride {23}

Bethany's POV

Connor and I have been on the plane for about an hour now. The ride is about two hours, so we have about an hour left, thank god. I can't wait to get off of this deathly thing.

Connor has been asleep for pretty much the whole ride. He drifted off right when we boarded the plane. No joke. I knew he was tired, so I was prepared for this to happen. I look around and see that most people on the flight are sleeping. It doesn't surprise me. It's only around eight a.m. I mean I would fall asleep, if I could.

"Hi dear, would you like a beverage or a snack? We have Pepsi products and pretzels or peanuts." The flight attendant smiles at me widely.

"Hi, sure. I will take a Pepsi and the pretzels. Thank you." I smile back at her and she nods and turns away to retrieve my food and beverage.

I close my eyes for a minute to try and rid of the terrible headache I have from this damn plane. Without trying, I feel myself drift off, and am too tired to stay awake any longer, so I let myself sleep.

"Attention passengers, please remain calm." I hear over the speaker.

What the hell could be going on? I knew I should be scared of planes. Why is he saying this to us? My heart is beating a million beats a minute. I look over at Connor to see that he is staring at me with as nervous as a look as I'm sure I have plastered on my face.

Seconds later, the lights go out. All I see is blackness, and screams are piercing my ears. Babies are crying and everyone is yelling for help and searching for their loved ones or friends. Some people are looking for their belongings. God knows why. I mean, the lights are out and were on a plane. Why would anyone want their luggage at this point in time?

I feel familiar rough hands grip mine, and a second rough hand feeling around my face.

"Connor. I'm right here," I say.

"Are you okay? Are you hurt?" He asks me.

"Yes, I'm fine. Are you good?" Were both whispering now.

"Yeah, I'm o-"

Connor is cut off by a gunshot and more screams. The lights go back on, and I turn to see a man in a black ski mask facing me. Connor squeezes my hand tighter.

"Come with me," the voice says at a whisper. Shivers are sent down my arms and legs and I tense up at the three words.

"N-no." I stutter at first, but it ends up coming out a firm command.

"What did you say to me?" The masked man pulls a pocket knife out of his pocket and holds it to my throat.

"I'll go," Connor says, "but leave her alone." I can tell he struggles to say it. I try to say something to stop him from going, but the words don't come out of my mouth.

Connor gets up from his seat and follows the man to the bathroom. A gunshot is heard and I find myself bolting out of my seat and stooping next to Connor.

I grab his hand in my own and beg him not to leave me.

"You fucking bastard! How dare you? Why did anyone do to you? Why would you do this?" I dare to scream at the man.

The mask is pulled off of his face, and I recognize him as Robert. The brother of the girl Connor got pregnant.

The gun is now pointed at me and Robert pulls the trigger. Everything goes black.

I wake up from the terrible dream in a sweatshirt full of sweat and a snoring Connor next to me.

Could this be a sign to make sure to stay away from Robert? I know I'll be using it as one. Connor and I will be staying away from him from now on. I wanted to stay away from him anyways.

"Attention passengers," I hear over the speaker and immediately grip Connor's hand as if it's a normal reaction. He wakes up from my small gesture with a gasp for air.

I stand up, not knowing what I'm doing and yell at everyone to take cover. I have no idea what I'm doing. I know it was just a dream. Why the hell am I doing this? Connor stands up and tells me to sit down. I tell and tell him to get off of me and I step over him into the isle.

"A man names Robert Clinman has a gun on this plane." I say strongly as if I know what I'm talking about.

Connor grips my arm and tries to pull my onto his lap to calm me down. I shrug him off and tell him to back away. I need to keep him and everyone else safe.

"Bethany. Sit your ass down before they throw us both off the damn plane." Connor's voice says behind me.

That's when I realize what I'm actually doing. I apologize quickly and take my seat.

"Bethany! What the hell was that all about?!" Connor says through gritted teeth. I tell him about my dream and he listens carefully.

"Bethany Mota, is it?" I hear a voice in my ear.

"Yes." I say, turning around to see a grinning mouth in my face. The man's brown eyes burn into my soul and his dark hair feels like it's wrapping around my neck, holding my breath back.

"Robert." Connor says.

Is my dream coming true? Hell no.

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Ooohhh cliffhanger (; what's going to happen?

I'm sorry I'm sorry I'm sorry. I told you I would update Tuesday or Wednesday. Of last week. It's now Tuesday of next week. I'm sorry. I got so busy. I promise I will try to update quickly this time!

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