mile highs and lows

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( Riley's dad pic above)

By the time I had passed the security crap, doing a happy dance at not being pulled aside for explosive testing and had reached the gate in which my flight was boarding at, I was happy to have had the past twenty minutes without seeng the douche canoe around. I did not know the guy and believe me I was not interested in knowing him. Shortly after taking a seat the boarding announcement was made and I hopped up to join the others boarding the same flight

After stowing my backpack in the overhead compartment and filling my purse with my on board entertainment and snacks I scoped out the whereabouts of the flamin' douche and sighed in relief when I didn't see him.

My relief was short lived when the seat beside mine was filled with Joop smelling shit for brains and his cocky smirk. Climbing over his legs and sitting heavily in my seat by the window I turned on my iPod up full blast as I tried desperately to ignore him. It was hard to do though, though he had rightly rubbed me raw in the Wong way, and I still wasn't completely comfortable around men I didn't know, so shoot me I was only recently assaulted, the douche was seriously handsome, more so than Josh, oh Josh! Fresh tears escaped my eyes as I finally had thoughts of Josh. I had not thought of him since I left home two hours ago and I felt like I was betraying him in doing so.

The plane took off with no delays and before I knew it we were in the air on our way to Somewhere over the rainbow. The music from Taylor swift was blasting in my ears and forgetting all about the tool beside me I started singing along to Enchanted.

And it was enchanting to meet you

All I can say is I was enchanted to meet you

This night is sparkling, don't you let it go

I'm wonderstruck, blushing all the way home

I'll spend forever wondering if you knew

I was enchanted to meet you

I was startled by a calloused hand encasing mine which was resting on the arm rest. Jumping near sky high like a roo on crack I snapped my hand to my pounding chest and couldn't help squeaking in absolute terror. Looking up whilst lost in the flash back of my assault my eyes connected with the pale blue orbs of the stranger beside me and my heart beat slowed when my mind reminded me that Parker's eyes had been brown. My skin tingled where his hand had touched mine and I rubbed at my skin.

He moved towards me and his eyes never left mine. Drawing me in like a spell. I found myself mimicking his actions and before long I could feel and smell his minty breath on my face. He tilted his head down and I watched his lips as they drew closer.

Suddenly the realisation of what was happening sank in and I threw myself back whilst shaking in near terror. I didn't know this person and though he had not yet hurt me I wasn't convinced he wasn't like Parker.

Not wanting to look back at him I forced myself to look out the window into the night sky and ignore the fact he was beside me, changing the song I sniffled as Lincoln Park's numb started.

Soon enough my thoughts returned to Parker and Josh, fresh tears cascaded down my face and I sniffled in sadness.

I knew my eyes were red and puffy from my tears and I even felt the stickiness of day old clothes hanging to my skin, but the worst fact was every time I glance over my shoulder at the jerk beside me I caught him looking at me with sadness and understanding in his eyes. He had me bewildered, he didn't know me, he didn't even ask my name, so why did he look at me like that?

Closing my eyes to avoid looking at him I felt sleep overcome my tired body and soon enough I was asleep.

"Wake up" a soft tugging on my shoulder forced me to open my eyes, all I could see was blue. Blinking rapidly I sat up right and rubbed my eyes. The guy beside me was staring with soft eyes at me.

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