I wake up a few minutes before I open my eyes, taking a moment to take everything in. I begin to crack my eyes just a tiny bit to see where I'm at. my head hurts like hell. I need glasses and they're not on my face so im having a hard time seeing. When I open my eyes fully, it is only then I realize I'm on a plane. Its empty? What the fuck is going on? How did he even get me here?... Where is he? I am laying with my chair reclined back so I slowly sit up and begin to look around me. I hear footsteps coming from the back part of the plane towards me so I instinctively laid back down and closed my eyes. "I know you're not sleeping anymore. Chloroform doesn't last that long." He states firmly. I lay there for a second before deciding whether or not I should open my eyes. Maybe I should. I open my eyes to see Melo with snacks and water in his lap staring at me. My finger tips begin to tingle. I stand up and walk to a seat across the pathway. What am I gonna do? I'm worried. my fingers do that tingly thing again as I begin to sink down my seat. I let out a small sigh. Now I feel empty. Shocked by the hot tears coming down my face I take a long blink hoping the tears will stop but they down. I feel them hot and heavy pushing out my eyelids. I wipe away my tears as fast as they come but they seem to be ever lasting.
All the way there i cried, up until mellow said it was time to go. i tried my best not to cry and keep my head down. We get into another car but this time we are being chauffeured. I make sure to keep my face turned away from him so i look out the window. I am shocked to see palm trees. I've never seen one in real life before. They practically were make believe to me. I see tall buildings, wealthy people. What a place. Soon we arrive at a very big mansion. Tan brick with a dark burgundy as the accent color. It was everything I wanted. I never even lived in a house before because my family could never afford it. I used to day dream and well still do about one day living in a big house. My thoughts are interrupted as my door is pulling open. I quickly stand up and walk away, assuming we're going in the mansion I stand on the front porch waiting impatiently.
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melo obsession
Любовные романыChanel was beautiful as she was strong. Melo loved that about her, he loved how shy and sweet she was yet so fiesty. Chanel just wanted to know him, she just wanted to be there but she'll soon be there for him forever. The obsession for her isn't me...