One-Shots

11. 🔀 I'll never repeat my mistake again

He was sitting in airplane seat, sweated from the stress. He never went through any flight alone. She was always with him. But she found someone better, so he decided to go home alone. It was their last day of vacation anyways. He thought she did love him, but she proved him wrong when she left him in cafeteria alone and went somewhere with someone else.

He shifted in his seat, feeling worse with each upcoming second. All those happy memories of them together. They were all lie and he felt his tears coming to his eyes.

Some woman sat next to him: "Is everything okay, little guy?" he was surprised that she knew without asking. He shook his head. "Are you lost or something?" he shook his head once more. "You are taught to not talk to people you don't know, aren't you?" this time he nodded. "Well I'm Denise. I'm former Mommy. My little boy left me few months ago," she smiled sadly. "Now it's your turn."

"I'm No-an and my mommy veft me today with some othe- man. I thought she was the -ight one, but I was w-ong," he curled up in tight ball.

"You never flew alone, did you?"

"No. I'm sca-ed of hights. If I wouldn't need my stuff, I wouldn't even be he-e," he sniffed. "I thought I was good boy, but maybe not good enough," he mumbled.

She hugged him close to her. "It's okay, little boy. You're not alone anymore," he hugged her back. "I can help you with your things if you want. I have free room after my boy, so you can take it and stay there as long as you need."

"Thank you, but I can't ask fo- that much. I'm not wo-th of that much obviously," he pulled away and curled back to the ball.

"Please. I want to help you. I'd be very happy if someone would be with me in that apartment. I miss company and taking care of someone. I don't mind that it will cost me a little bit more. I want you to move in with me if you have no place where to go," she reassured him.

"Okay. You seem like you won't change you- mind like mommy did," he agreed finally.

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She was looking everywhere. "Hey there. I came here with man that looked like my age and left for a moment. Did you see him leave?" she asked the cashier.

"Yes. He paid for his tea and your coffee that you had together and left. He seemed to be crying," the cashier said.

"Oh boy. Thank you," she ran out of there and ran to their hotel room. When she got there his bag was gone and his bed was made to the look it had before they came. She made her way to reception as quickly as she could. "Hello. Did you see my roommate leave already?"

"Yeah. He left maybe 30 minutes go. I'm sure he was crying is everything okay ma'am?" she was nice but it didn't help anything.

"No, nothing is okay. I need to find him as quickly as possible. Thank you for telling me. I'm going to pack my things and leave today instead of tomorrow," she said and quickly went to take her bag. On her way she called Uber. Car got her to airport. She knew he went home. He needed some of his things. "Hi. When did the last flight to Austin leave?"

"You just missed it. It got in the air a moment ago," the man behind the desk said. "Do you want me to book you seat in next flight? It will be leaving in two hours," she nodded and took out her card. Paid for her seat and with stress and panic waited for her flight home, hoping he would still be there.

3 hours later

She ran through their apartment door. Everything was quiet. Without much of thinking she ran to his room. None of his favorite things. Just note on table.

"I met your boy on the flight home. You can call me or come to my house. It would be nice if things would be explained. He seemed to be devastated. I offered him place to stay in case it would take longer time for you to get home. We left at 7:50pm.
Here's my number: XXXXXXXXX
And here's my address: XY DJSJSJW BS"