Jordan
"He's coming. I'm pretty sure he got the note. Anyway. Let's go. I need to go back to Chicago." He says while he looks at his watch on his wrist and then looks at the door then to me.
I can't speak.
I can't move.
Probably because he taped my mouth and tied me down on a chair. Tear streams down my cheeks and I let my head hang low.
What did I do to deserve this life?
Date a gangster?
Date someone who has demons as myself?
Date someone who has family problems like myself?
My hiccups is the only thing that makes me move. Other then that, I would be still. I wouldn't dare to move. I learned from my mistakes.
I hear his shoes click against the floor. With each step he takes, my heart drops a little more. But I don't move. He stops right in front of me and his hand clamps around my arm. I want to move away but I don't. I don't make a move to do so. I stay still. His other hand moves my hair and I want to scream. I want to thrash around but I still don't make a sign that I want to move and scream.
I feel his hand tighten around my hair and that's when my head gets snapped up and my eyes tear up. "What's wrong?" He smiles.
I want to scream in his face. I want to punch him till my own knuckles break. I want to kick him till my feet throb with pain while his rib break under my shoe.
But I just stare.
I stare at him and don't show anything but a blank face.
He smirks at me as his hand tightens around my hair. I want to scream but I didn't dare to make a sound.
"Now playing mute. Ehh we'll see in a little bit." He releases my hair and my head falls limp. His hand that was still around my arm tightens and I know I'll have a bruise there. I look at his fingers in the corner of my eyes and see them curling into my skin.
My skin turns red but turns lighter from all the pressure. "It will be easier this way." I watched his fingers release slightly and then I see the syringe and I see yellow liquid. My eyes grow big and that's when I push my legs out and push the chair back. The chair scraps on the floor but his hand goes to the arms of the chair and pulls it back.
I shake my head no but he laughs when the needle pricks my skin. My body shake but I watch the needle in my arm. He says something but I'm to busy trying to shake and push back this chair so I won't be drugged. But I failed. He pushes the yellow liquid in my arm and that's when I feel it right away.
My arms were the first to grow limp and then my legs. I stared at him with blurry eyes. He smiled at me while he threw the empty syringe on the ground. "It will be faster for you. You'll sleep through the whole flight." And that was the last thing I heard from him till my head went limp and my whole body shut down.
*****
Jaxon
"I need to go to the airport." I said while I pulled the bags through the small door.
"You have to wait like the rest of the people on here. Forth stop stops at the airport." He stared at me then looked back to the open road. I nodded but I wanted to yell in his face and say I have to go right now. I paid and made my way in the front of the bus so I can hop right out.
Finally we left the bus stop and he decided to drive slow. Supposedly there's a baby on board. I groaned because since when did people cared about anyone else.
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I clench my jaw and my eye twitches with each kick the little shît does behind my seat. I breathe through my nose. I look slowly to my right and I see the airport ahead.
I sigh but stop when the little shît starts to kick faster. My fist tightens around the bag handles and my jaw starts to hurt from all the pressure I put on them. My hand inches closer to my gun that's in my waist band. But I tell myself he's doesn't know he's messing with someone like me.
So I continue to sit there while he picks up his speed and continues to kick my seat.
"Are last stop. We have arr-"
I didn't wait for him to finish. I picked up my things and pushed open the door and rushed over to the entrance.
I go to the check in and I pray that they'll let me buy a ticket.
"Hi. Welcome to-" she says but I ignore her and ask for a ticket.
"Do you have a one way ticket to Chicago. Like. Right now?!" I place the thing down next to my feet and leaned on the desk.
"Um-"
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I place my bags into the little storages on top of the seats. I sat next to the window and closed my eyes when I landed on the seat. I rested my head on the window and waited for everyone to board. I slowly open my eyes and see the run way lights lit up and the sky is getting consumed by the black darkness with a little bright specs in it.
"This is your captain speaking. Please buckle up and we'll be in Chicago in no time. Thank you for choosing us to fly you to your destination. Now sit back and enjoy your flight."
I'm not enjoying this at all.
My hand tightens around the arm rest and slowly I feel the plane start to move. I close my eyes and relax my body.
I'm coming Jordan. And I promise. This is the last time we find each other.