Since my parents died, I didn't have anywhere to go, my parents had a runaway marriage because their parents didn't accept them being together, I don't blame them, I will never blame them. Since I didn't really have anyone to depend on anymore, I didn't know what to do really. The only reason why I was moving to Texas right now is because we were supposed to go there for vacation but couldn't, and I still have the plane ticket to go so i'm using that and getting a refund on the other 2 tickets.
It always makes me sad to know that my parents left me, and now i'm all by myself. I wish I could have someone, anyone behind my back, as much as an independent woman I am, I still would like support. Using all the money I left behind i'm going to need to find a house, a job, and a new car because its way to expensive to ship a car over.
It's a really good thing that I already completed my college. I'm already 22 so I can only hope for the best now.
I hear my flight being called, I get up and tuck my phone into my bag. I give my ticket to the lady and board onto my plane.
I look at my ticket, i'm seat A78, I walk through the rows and find my seat. I tuck my personal suitcase into the overhead, and take my bag which contains all my distractors in and bring it with me.
I go inside to the window seat. I hope the scenery could distract me as well.
As soon as start to get comfy, a unknown person plops down right next to me, holding what seems like a laptop bag.
He notices me looking and I turn away. He smiles, I could feel it. He taps my shoulder, I turn around and look at him not showing any emotion at all. His face holds a cheery but some sort of hurt emotion.
He extends his hand toward me.
"Hi, my name is Austin." He points to his hand, I shake his hand and turn around.
"Aren't you going to tell me your name? I told you mine." Without turning around I say "Alex."
"Nice, ok, i'll leave you alone now." He turns around.
Alone. Yes. That was one good word to describe me, I was alone. It was hard to believe. Being alone is a lot tougher than people think, they think that if your alone then you can do whatever you want, you can be independent and have more fun. But the reality is that its not. It never was.
I look towards the window before any tears could slip out. I wish so bad that I wasn't alone. So bad.
*Austin's POV*
"Did you remember to eat your breakfast, you usually just run off without anything!" My mom's voice blares through my phone, the people around me look at me, some glaring.
"Mom, could you quiet down a bit? Yes, I ate my breakfast. You don't need to worry, i'm 23 not 3! Bye, I need to go." I cut the phone. I know my mom is worried about me, but sometimes it's an overload!
I pick up my computer bad and bring it with me to board the plane, I was one of the last ones because I was talking on the phone.
I walk inside the tunnel and board the plane. I read my ticket.
Seat B79.
I walk through the aisles and finally reach my row. I see there, a young lady sitting there just staring at her bag and the seat in front of her.
I quickly sit down on my seat not wanting to cause a jam in the passengers.
The lady next to me looks at me, and kind of stares. When sees, that I noticed she looks away with no emotion at all. I smile at her.
I lightly tap her on the shoulder. She turns to me.
"Hi, my name is Austin." I held my hand out for her to shake, and motion towards it.
I stare into her face, she holds no emotion whatsoever, and has a really strong hurt, sad or something bad feeling held in her eyes.
She quickly shakes my hand and turns around again.
Why does she not want to interact? Is she shy or is afraid of me?
"Aren't you going to tell me your name? I told you mine." I ask her.
"Alex" She says quickly and quietly. I can tell clearly now that she wants to be left alone. Well alright then.
"Nice, ok, i'll leave you alone now." I turn around and grab my laptop out to start working only to put it back inside for the flight attend saying that we were going to lift off.
I look to my side and see the woman staring outside the window, and when she turns back around to face frontwards, she still has no emotion on her face.
I wonder what she's been through to feel and look like this.
Sigh. This was going to be one long plane ride.