Turbulence -Phan Angst-

I'm on my way home to my dear Dan.

After leaving him all alone in our apartment for a week, I was overjoyed to finally go back home.

I sat silently on the plane, texting my friends that "I'll see them soon". The smell of the airplanes fuel wafting out of the plane's engine.

I sat by the window. But has everyone boarded the plane, no one sat in the two sits next to me. I was fine having the row to myself, I just found it odd that no one occupied these seats.

Soon one of the flight attendants' announced we would be taking off soon and too buckle up and turn off all electronic devices.

Soon the plane was taking off. I squeezed my eyes shut has my ears popped causing me to feel horrible pain in both my ears.

Once the pain had subsided, the flight attendant announced we could use our electronics and that food would be passed out soon.

I turned my phone back on and noticed a text from Dan. "Can't wait to see you! Missed you so much!" I smiled and replied, "Me too! :D".

I let out a small yawn. "I'm going to have the worst jet-lag." I thought. I closed my eyes and attempted to sleep soon enough I was softly snoring.

Without warning I was suddenly woken to the airplane violently shaking. My eyes widened in fear, a slight headache coming on. It only became worse when a baby on the plane started to wail.

The pilot's voice suddenly sounded throughout the plane. "Ladies and Gentlemen, we are experiencing some bad weather and severe turbulence. Please stay in your seat."

And that was all he said before the plane went silent. I started to hyperventilate, my breathing turning into small wheezes.

Suddenly the plane violently tilted to the left. Throwing a flight attendant that was still standing to the floor.

Women had started screaming, babies were crying, and people were being sick.

The plane continued to rock back and forth. My stomach was churning, making it feels as though my stomach were doing flips.

I felt I was about to throw up. I quickly lunged forward, searching through the seat pouches for a bag.

Luckily I found one. I began to heave into the bag. Gagging at the taste of the puke.

Yet again the plane lurched forward before dropping.

I felt my stomach go up into my throat. I try to keep myself on the sit but I couldn't.

With tears streaming down my face, I grabbed my phone out of my pocket and texted Dan.

"Dan th e plane is goinh t o crAsh im s o sorrt I lov e yuo"

And with that I sent the text.

The plane shifted going into a nose dive.

Gripping onto my phone and the arm rest so tightly my knuckles turned white.

I thought about Dan. I don't want to die like this. I don't want to leave the love of my life, my sweet Dan...alone. The last time I saw him I was hugging him goodbye, promising to return. I guess I won't be able to fulfill my promise.

I braced myself for the impact.

I braced myself for pain.

But in the end I felt nothing.

I was gone.

A/n: So yep this was short but I've had this angst on my mind for a while so I just wanted to write it out. Sorry for any sadness I may have caused. :/