Hope

Catching Flights Not Feelings

Xaviers p.ov  2 AM

"Hey..uh..hey"  I called helplessly trying to awaken her dormant form. She really does deep sleep. I decided to poke her, repeatedly in an attempt to provoke her out of her deep slumber. 

"Hmm..what is it" she hummed with her eyes close whilst shoving me away with a hand. 

I really didn't have time for this. I would much rather be asleep too. 

"We need to go" I said a little stiffly. We were going to miss our flight and I couldn't stall the pilot any longer.

Her eyes shot open faster than ever. She so forgot what she got herself into.

"Oh-shit fuck sorry."

"It's all right but we must leave, we need to board our plane.'' 

SWITCH BACK TO HOPE P.OV

I get up and looked around. Shit I'm married now. I- I'm, married.

Tears filled my eyes and I couldn't help it, i broke down.

He attempted to rub my back but I shot forward without thinking.

I was angry, so so angry.

It was because of him I was married. " Don't touch me. You ruined my life. I Don't want to be here with you, heck I don't even know you." 

Xavier sighed before looking to his lap, his hair flopping down over his eyes. '' The feelings are very much mutual. However we are tied by marriage and there is nothing we can do about this.''

I lunged for the passenger car door handle. I could easily leave. My hand gripped the cold metal tugging for it to open, the safety lock was on. I couldn't escape. '' Let me go. This is kidnaping''

He let out a cold sadistic laugh, '' I can't kidnap you, you're my wife, my property'' How was he treating this like a joke. His grey eyes stared deeply into the car mat. 

'' I-I-I-'' I stammered. 

'' Stop being melodramatic and let us leave. Unless you wish for me to send you back to your father?'' He knew the answer to that. His lifeless eyes stared deeply into my brown orbs. He really couldn't care less. At this point i couldn't decide who was wprse, definitely my father. 

I stuck my head up before turning 90 degrees to the left. I had only just realized we were in the airport. 

He took my silence as an answer before he unlocked the car. He swiftly walked over to my side before opening the door. I stumbled out of the car pushing the door slightly. I slammed the door behind me to reflect my anger. 

I walked to the boot to retrieve my belongings, however the security guard had already packed it onto a small trolley. I gave him a small smile after he finished stacking everything up. He returned the smile before bowing his head a little and tipping his hat. 

I followed the man as he took our things to the conveyor belt. Xavier followed slightly behind keeping a small distance between us yet not enough so I could run off; If I ran where would I even go? I have no one. 

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We boarded the plane. Did I mention this was my first time on an aeroplane. We sat in the first class VIP section. Butterflies fluttered all through my body, I was pretty sure I was going to vomit. I made a mental note to vomit on Xavier for being a dick bag. 

I sat on the luxurious reclining seats. Xavier sat a seat away whilst I put a jacket in between us to stop him from sitting next to me. I would kindly tell him the seat is taken and if I have to, i'd put my shoe on the chair to prove a point. I contemplated raising the arm stands and just laying down.