love on the brain

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I woke up the cramp in my neck causing me to grunt in discomfort. I felt like I was getting a headache or something, my stomach was killing me.

I go to move but couldn't, my eyes jot open to realize I was buckled down to a seat. Did I say seat, I meant airplane seat, I turned facing the window realizing I was feet up in the air, in a jet.

I began to panic looking around not seeing anyone, I took off my seat belt causing a ding sound to appear. I breathed heavily, "Miss Fields....." the familiar voice of joseph said causing me to turn and face him.

"It's okay" he assures me.

"W-what is going on? Where the hell are we?" I asked angrily.

He was about to answer, when Alison speaks.
"You're up...." she trails off.  I breathe heavily looking at her, watching as she takes a seat in front of me, sitting in one of the empty seats.

I swallowed hard trying to control my breathing.

Joseph nods before walking away, leaving Alison and I. I stare at her unsure of what to say, not sure what I could say that would justify her killing someone.

"Are you okay?" She asks starting conversation, I remain quiet looking at her causing her to sigh. She turns to joseph, motioning him to bring me a glass. He does, Joseph places down a glass of water in the cup holder next to me.

"You should drink.... I think we're a little dehydrated and that's probably why you fainted" Alison says looking at me.

Or maybe because you killed someone and I saw you.

"Emily..."

I look at her unsure of how to answer her.

"so you're just not going to speak to me anymore?" She asks me. Is that what she's so worried about? Me not speaking to her? How was she so calm? She literally killed someone. Was she used to it?

I look away from her facing the window trying to tell convince myself that maybe this was a dream. But it didn't matter how many times I told myself this was a dream, it wasn't.

Alison did lol someone, you saw her and now you don't know if your scared of her or scared of what's gonna happen if others find out.

"why can't you answer me!" She snaps causing me to turn and face her. I swallowed hard, before answering.

"Because I was thinking...." I finally answer.

"Thinking? About what?" She asks expecting an answer.

I was thinking about a lot of things.

Why we were on a fucking airplane?
Where are we?
How long was I out for?
How you could kill someone and think it was okay?
How many people have you killed?
Is what everyone told me true about you?

"How you kill someone..." I say bluntly trailing off causing her to stare at me for a second, before getting up from the seat.

"You should eat. You haven't eaten anything" she says trying to change the subject. I look at her in confusion, was it this fucking situation that I was in.

"I- I literally just watched you murder someone and the only thing you're worried about is me eating?" I say trying not to choke my own words.

She snaps her head at me before turning to face me completely, "I didn't murder him..." she pauses.

I arch my brows..

"No. You see.... Murder is when you kill someone without justification or a valid excuse... I had every right to kill him. He was a bad man... a terrible person who deserved what he got. Please don't tell me you are feeling sorry for him? Emily he hurt you. He was going to do much worst to another person so I..." I cut her off, "handled him?" I asked taking the words right out her mouth.