"Well come on then Lexi, we're going to miss our flight if you don't hurry up."
"Coming mamma," I said as I hustled through to our gate and hopped on the plane. It had been five years since dad passed, since the accident, and since I last spoke to Blake. Mum's grieving period faded and she was ready to take on the world again. Happy for her I had booked a light-hearted holiday for us to have some time away from the hastles and dramas of home and to get to bond our relationship stronger.
"So, who's it from?" Asked mum.
"I don't know, I'd rather focus on relaxing, you know, just clearing my mind a little I guess."
"Alrighty then, but you're gonna have to open up that message at some point in time..."
"...and when I do, I'll let you know who it is mamma." It was time for take off. I eased myself to a deep sleep, clearing my mind of everything I'd been through to focus on spending quality time with my mamma. It wasn't odd for my mum to be all up in my personal business but no matter how hard she eavesdropped and stalked me (in the non-creepy way of course), there was always one thing she could never find out, or should I say, one person she'd never find out about. And so that's how I kept it. I never wanted her to find out that I had a someone special because eithe done to two things could occur: 1. She freaks out and I'll never be trusted by her again or 2. She haunts me with the fact that we're "adorable" and I live everyday cringing and let's be honest neither one of those options are worth her knowing so, it was our little secret - and we intended to keep it that way.
We liked the secrecy. It made us feel adventurous and mysterious in a way. We were never more alike. You couldn't find anyone two people more in sync than us. Finishing each other's sentences; knowing each other's deepest and darkest secrets - there was nothing neither one of us didn't know, well at least that's what I thought.
"All passengers for the 10am New York flight, please marshal to the boarding area."
We boarded and set off on an adventure full of twists and turns. We were headed to America, out of all places. At first it was for mamma's work conference and important product launch but it turned into a trip of unforgettable memories.
"Hi sir, ah, is there wifi on this plane?"
"Yes, type this pin into the password section and answer the following questions and it should connect."
"Oh okay thank you." I asked one of the attendants and with my burning curiosity, connected to the wifi. Unsurprisingly I only got two bars but it was enough to open the new text message I suddenly got, as we were boarding. I asked myself,'who would be texting you at this time of day knowing that you're on an areoplane and not in the country?'. Unfortunealty no known names we're switching any light bulbs on, in my brain. So without a doubt, I went for it.
"Oh!"
"Lex, is everything okay? Who is it?" My loud response to one text message startled my mother. I usually don't show any emotion, well, when reading texts at least. However this particular text had me shocked...or confused...or...to be frank, I really didn't know how to react. It was just odd, strange, weird, perculiar. If there were more words to describe it, I'd be here for days. Either way my brain was on overdrive with questions buzzing around my head like a hive full of busy honey bees as hustling for an answer.
"Well then, are you going to reply?" Mum asked, in hopes of some small talk on this long journey.
"Ah. Um. I don't know." With me mind full on overdrive and my heart left cold and confused, I didn't have the capacity or will power to think of something...anything that wouldn't make me sound either desperate, angry, upset or confused. But we all know that is all I'm feeling right now, no doubt about that.
"I don't wanna use up my battery. I'll check it out tomorrow." I replied
***24 Hours later***
We had just landed today and hadn't had the time to settle in as quickly as we had hoped. We were constantly rushing around to do as much sight seeing as possible, when a sudden jerk of the car ended up with an unexpected visit to the hospital.
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Love's Secret
عاطفيةIt was mutual, or so I thought. My mind had been telling me one thing and my body another. I started to doubt myself and everything around me. What if this was all a game and I was the objective? What if I had been merely a game piece in this roller...
