The Distance

Chapter 10:I can see it in her eyes

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The planes rumble was rough, I was a little bit startled. Greg was awake the entire time on this contraption. I question his lack of sleep at this point and how he manages to function on a plane that tends to mess up my ears and feeling the uncomfort of the seats. He saw I had woken up and I thought: great, just great

"Hey your up, while you were passed out, I bought you some crackers, Dr. Pepper, and the lady in front of us was nice enough to give me gum for your ears when we start landing."

I was starving, I couldn't lie about that feeling.

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I snatched all the items from his hand.

"Thank you, I needed this"

I said with a crackly, yet calm voice.He smiled again;God I hate it when he does that man. It makes me weak. As I stuffed it all in my mouth and slurped down the Soda in order to spite him. After my disturbing scene I made in front of him, he gave me that look with his eyes as the plane started to descend from the fluffy clouds. A look that says you're kinda cute when you eat aggressively.

"Did you lose something?" As I rolled my eyes, trying to act casual.

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"No, I'm just looking at you."

Man the nerve of this guy, if he wasn't so charming and handsome, I woulda slapped common sense into him.

"Right..."

The plane was so close to the runway, as the wheels gently kissed the ground, and rolled across in a smooth manner. Nothing in my life has ever been clear, I thought I had it all figured out; honestly I feel the urge to touch his body with my fingertips then plant my entire hand on his stomach. Just to feel those sensual abs he has. I spotted them the day we were being raided by terrorists, apparently I'm the hero of that encounter. Yippee, totally happy about that, because I dug myself into a deeper hole and I'm falling for this guy.

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This is just so stupid, how could I fall for him? He is just another guy who probably wants to harm me I swear, this is just too much to handle. I should just drop these feelings and stop falling for an idiot who probably doesnt give a fuck about me. My thoughts went completely blank; the moment the plane got positioned, as we waited for further instructions from the pilot, there he was again, the famous Greg of my story staring at me: god his blue eyes with brown hair, what the fuck am I doing??? I need to stop.

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As the pilot gave us all the consent through the intercom that we are free to exit the aircraft in an orderly fashion. My face, still bright red and burning from the embarrassing fantasy, was highly unneccessary, because now he could find out about my feelings. As we got up, I was rushing to get the hell out of there before he notices and finds out the truth. I ran through the little hallway that leads inside the airport. And here we are, another journey leading to a road of disaster we call bootcamp.

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I must say, it's going to be hard to concentrate when his face is always locked with mine. As he followed behind me, he noticed I was tense already.

"You ok?"

"I'm fine let's just go, dont worry about it"

At this rate he had enough and stood his ground.

"Look, I know you hate me, but can we just get along?! I know everything about me seems to make you upset, but I know damn right deep inside, you don't hate me. Or am I wrong?! Just be truthful of how you feel, I know your hiding something from me, just tell me, don't be afraid."

I never seen him stand his ground like that, but still, I cant let him find everything out for his own sake. It's best to keep all my shit hidden to prevent another heartbreak. I learned my lesson the first time, I dont need this again.

"Well?! Say something."

"I-...we should go"

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I walked off with my face bright red.

Meanwhile Greg was concerned, he just wanted to understand why she was like this all the time. Did someone hurt her that bad? If they did he woulda gladly tracked them down and beat their asses. He couldn't bear to see such a beautiful dedicated girl in so much pain. He saw it in her eyes, like she was holding back from some form of trauma. He couldn't put his finger on it, but in due time if she actually feels like opening up, he would comfort her in her devastating memory and time of need, hoping to wash away the pain and walls that were created upon her.

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She was such a sweetheart, just filled with toxic vibes from this planet. All she needs is a little love, and someone who actually cares enough to hear her out. She seems like she's been crying for help the entire time, she just chose to keep her mouth shut and he could see that in her eyes. Greg mumbling to himself.

"I need to find out what's up with her, I can see it in her eyes that there is a dark past there. I wont allow her to live like that because everyone deserves a form of peace, and I'm going to make it my mission so she can be happy."

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Greg thought to himself, really hoping this entire thing isn't bound for disaster. He was a little cautious, in hopes that this girl would open up someday, and wont be afraid anymore. He just couldn't believe someone or something could hurt such an angel who needs a little guidance planted in her eyes.