The Past (on hold)

Chapter 9

*ALEKSANDRA'S P.O.V.*

*July 21st. (Thursday) 5 am.*

I woke up to the sound of my alarm clock. I rubbed my eyes, quickly got up

and got dressed. I wore black skinny jeans and a tank top with my summer coat. I checked that I had all packed and ready. Then I did my make up and pulled my hair into a ponytail. I tried to eat some breakfast but I wasn't able to, because I was so, so nervous about how Amalia was doing.

Around 6 am. I walked out of my apartment closing and locking the door behind me. I walked out of the building and caught a taxi to take me to the airport.

*In the airplane*

The plane had left the airport about half an hour ago. I was knackered and I tried to find a comfortable position so I could fall asleep. Soon I did and it took only few minutes before I was fast asleep.

I woke up to someone shaking me gently.

"Miss. Excuse me Miss, but we are about to land and you should lock your seatbelt" I heard someone saying to me. I slowly opened my eyes and saw that it had been the an older lady, who had sat next to me, who had woken me up.

"Are you awake?" she asked, smiling kindly to me.

"Yeah I am. Thanks for waking me up" I said smiling tiredly back to her.

"Oh, no problem" she said.

I locked my seatbelt when the flight attendant told us to do so. I watched out of the window at the beautiful countryside of Finland.

After landing I went to get my luggage and walked out of the airport. I caught a taxi to go to Amalia's apartment. While I was in the taxi, I first texted Niall so he got to know I was safe. Then I dialled Amalia's number and called her. She answered almost immediately.

"Hello?"

"Hey Amalia! It's me."

"Hey Aleksandra! I've been waiting for your call the whole day."

"I can believe that. But I'm in the taxi at the moment and I'll be there in like 25 minutes."

"Okay, good."

"So how are you?"

"Well, what can you expect. In a lot of pain and almost unable to move. But other than that, I'm ok."

"Yeah I knew to expect that. I'm so sorry for you."

"It's okay, I guess. When will you be here?"

"In 20 minutes."

"Okay, good. Well, we'll see in a bit then."

"Yeah. See you!"

"See you. Bye!"

"Bye!" I hung up and put the phone back to my pocket. I stared out of the window for the rest of the journey and were just thinking about what to do when I get there.

When I arrived to Amalia's apartment, I paid to the taxi driver and then walked inside the building. I went up to the 3rd floor with elevator and then ringed the doorbell of Amalia's door. After a moment she came to open the door and let me in. Immediately, when I had walked inside the apartment and the door had closed behind us, I pulled Amalia into a big hug.

"Ouch" Amalia winced.

"I'm so sorry! I didn't mean to!" I said pulling back and looking ast her.

"It's okay. I'm just really sore, that's all" she said.

"Yeah, I understand." We went to sit down on the sofa and I could see she was in a lot of pain. She was walking very slowly and carefully. I felt so bad for her. She really didn't deserve this. Well who would?