Perplex

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"Why are you still here?" She narrowed her eyes down on me as if we were in a dark room. "Cause I'm your mother and I love you" she hissed, it was as though she was trying to bring back the non existent memory of our bond. 

I feel the burn in my chest rush from a simmer to a boil. 

"Would you just fuck off, and this mother act,  there ain't no one here to see it, so showtime is over" 

before i could close my mouth a sting spread across my cheek.

She slapped the side of my face.... this fucking bitch just slapped my in the face. 

But she's not complete i'm hoisted towards her as she pulled my head in with both her hands. Ugh god that fucking smell!

With a quick shove she was off me and I walked the opposite direction creating distance between us. 

"Flight 876 to Canada last boarding call" Saved by the bell am i right, I'm far enough away from her now that she wont be able to follow me hopefully i can just slip through and save the drama.  

"Anastasia!!!"
Oh god, no head down, maybe people will think she has lost it a bit. I would if i saw someone looking like that, i mean its not dread locs if its not in locs its just a birds nest. 
I'll just keep my head down and walk just don't even glance.

The lord is on my side today, seems as though most people have boarded. The small man with the cheery plastic smile looked at my boarding pass and gestured for me to go on and im scott free. 

Crisis avoided. 

You poor suckers, economy sucks fucking balls..

Suck to be them, daddies money has me sittin pretty in business. 

Ahhh business a mix of the pretentious and those who want to be prestigious, youd think were attending a business meeting or a cat walk, im defiantly out of place here. 

No biggie

I wipe the beads of sweat on my forehead and awkwardly shuffle into my seat and scramble to get my essentials out. 

Chapstick, airpods, laptop... i think that will do me. 

Goodness this aircon is weaker than my will to get up in the morning. A girl in jeans and a hoodie in the middle of winter would be normal anywhere bar California but damn at least have the aircon working. 

fuck sake, i huff and fall into my seat and awkwardly pull this hoodie off my head. 
A woman started showing us how to attempt to survive if we're plummeting from the sky all while not dropping her smile.

Thats dumb, so if we being the those in the plane being plummeting towards the earth...

This bitch.... no no just doing her job, this fucking company wants me to put my head on the seat in front of me...so i snap my damn neck before the plane catches fire. 

You know what, merciful death i guess. 

An elderly man throwing his ruck sake down in the seat behind me steals my attention from the air hostess. 

i wonder if he's the nice old or the ew you have tattoos and piercings old

"Excuse me hun would you mind switching me seats that's my husband your bunking with" an even smaller lady said peering over the seat in front of me. 
Mmmmm, no should have booked seats together...

i peer at the guy sitting next to her through the gap in the seats. Am i really about to willingly make myself self conscious and nervous the whole flight?