Veronika POV
I woke up early in the morning. I couldn't even fall asleep last night, the thought of going to college and meeting Dave kept me up all night. I had packed my bag since last night. I stepped into the bathroom and took a cold shower with every drop of cold water on my skin goosebumps prickled but I didn't mind I had gotten quite used to the cold now. After taking my bath I rushed down the stairs to see Lydia already preparing a single breakfast for me she must have heard about the e-mail from either John or Olivia. She prepared my favourite griddle cake which I ate in silence just wondering why my father wasn't out by now since our original plan was returning back to Colorado today. I went to my Dad room and gave the door a gentle tap, immediately I heard him say come in, in a gruff voice. He wore a red suit, he was reading another book on psychopathic psychosis this book was named inside the mind of psychopaths, he was literally obsessed with the minds of psychopaths, death and all the gory details ever since my mum died
"Dad you are awake" I said wryly
"Yes I am" he answered not taking his eyes from his book. His response couldn't answer the question I had in my mind
"Are you ready for the flight" I waited anticipating his answer
"I won't leave just yet, but you can your ticket is on table" I didn't speak I just took the ticket off the table and left his room.
No one hugged me or wished me farewell, they all looked at me like a complete stranger except John, Olivia, Lydia, Laura and Grandpa, as always they were the only good thing that happened to me during this vacation.
When I got to the airport I had less than an hour for my plane to takeoff.
I took a seat beside a rattled woman who is probably in her twenties and her daughter whom she clutched tightly as if trying to keep her away from someone. I struck a conversation with her In a attempt to ease the tension that welled inside her
"Your daughter is very pretty" she turned to me her expression completely blank but she managed to give a wry smile, returning her eyes back at her daughter placing her pale white hand on her daughter's brown hair I could see purple bruises on her hands but she quickly covered it with her long woolen cardigan, immediately I knew something was afoot so I pressed on.
"My name is Veronika McAllister" I stretched a hand for a handshake but it never came, she totally ignored my hand. After minutes of silence she began muttering in a whispery voice
"I'm sorry my name is Darlena Harper this is my daughter violet" the little girl turned towards her mother at the sound of her name, I gave her a cheerful smile but all she did was stare at me trying to figure out the situation
"I'm not usually like this but I'm trying to get away from my husband" her words cut through me like a sharp blade
"Did he do this to you" she responded with a rhythmic nod
"Don't worry everything will be okay I promise" I tried to assure her but coming from me I don't think it worked
"You do not understand, Jake is crazy he will do anything to get me back" through the speakers I heard a female voice say that our flight would takeoff in fifteen minutes
"You also travelling to Canada right" she gave a nod in response
"He won't be able to harm you if he can't find you" I heard uproars then I saw a huge tall muscular man running towards me, he had deranged eyes and instantly I knew he was up to no good
"He is here" Darlena began to breath heavily as her body trembled I saw the fear in her and her daughter eyes
"You thought you could run away from me right" Jake muscular body loomed over us like a large pole. He grabbed unto Darlena hand in a swift move and by the look on Darlena face it brought great discomfort to her, violet squealed by her mother side refusing to let go of her mum's hand
"Let her go Jake" I said standing in front of him trying to seem tough
"You told her about me Lena" Jake spoke in a hoarse voice as he delivered a smack at the back of Darlena head. He started walking away with her holding onto her wrist tightly.
I tried to severe Darlena wrist from his tight grip but my efforts proved futile. Out of ideas I bit his hands. He yelled, raining curses down on me
"What the fuck is wrong with you bitch" but I didn't care I dragged Darlena and Violet behind me
"They are going nowhere with you" I retorted back sharply trying to project my voice not to seem terrified by him
"You are going to pay for that, girly" he raised his hands above his head trying to deliver a hard blow on me.
I froze, I didn't know what to do. I only raised my hands to cover my eyes, waiting and anticipating the blow but it never came. My eyes were shut tight when I heard a enchanting voice say
"You are such a pathetic man, showing off your strength and control on women" his voice weren't the only amazing thing about him he had a beautiful trimmed hair and although I couldn't get a great view on his face what I could see was amazing
"Are you okay" he asked me looking over his shoulder.
His words pulled me out of my reverie but staring into his emerald green eyes sent me into a trance. His lips were light pink, and he wore a black earring on his left ear
"I said are you okay" his words foggy, but before I could reply he shook his head in a exhausted manner and pushed Jake away.
He knelt down on top of Jake and delivered several punches on him. I began to hear footsteps of people running towards us. I looked up and recognized the badge of the man in front "cops" I yelled, my saviour paused, looking up he stopped the assault on Jake and grabbed onto my hands lightly
"What! Let me go"
"Do you want to miss your flight because of all this" my saviour tried to explain
"Yes Veronika, he is right you have to go" Darlena spoke with a grateful smile pasted on his face, I wanted to help her with this too the end but then I knew they were right and I really didn't want to make my Dad angry at me. I quickly brought out a ink pen and wrote down my phone number on her palm
"Call me" I told her as I hugged her, she whispered the words thank you to my ears. I touched Violet swollen cheeks and then I ran hand in hand with my saviour.
Damon POV
I have never met a girl this brave or stupid, that would risk her life to help someone out. What was she thinking she could have been hurt or worse, Jake reeked of alcohol plus he had a pocket knife who knew what he would have done if I didn't step in.
But wasn't that the same thing I did. Jumping in to save someone, risking my life, trying to be a hero. I'm no hero. I don't usually save a beautiful damsel in distress but why did i? This were my thoughts as I held onto her flaccid hand and tugged her along.
I turned around to look at her face and she looked tired probably because of the huge scene she just witnessed and the huge suitcase she dragged behind her. I stopped and took the burden from her but she just stared at me blank. They conducted a search then we stepped into the plane. And I was soo thankful I wouldn't be around her anymore. She went further into the first class lounge and I took my seat at the economic class, placing my earphones into my ears as I watched her go through the door she paused and stared at me one last time resisting the flight attendant help. Then she was gone.
Peace was all I felt as I listened to all I want by kodaline I had it playing on repeat. Although it volume was very loud I could hear rustling beside me. I pulled out my earphones and looked beside me to my shock I saw that girl. Veronika. Sitting and smiling beside me
"Hey saviour" she said with a huge smile on her face. Just look at her calling me saviour she doesn't know what I have done or what I'm capable of doing. It ironic she thinks I'm a saviour when most people call me the devil...
"What are you doing here"
Veronika POV
What was I thinking? Was I expecting him to leap for joy on seeing me
"I was in the first class suite but then I became very bored so I came to sit with you"
"That's a lie, I have been in the first class lounge and it is a lot better than this place"
"Touché, I just got lonely and needed someone to talk to" my smile began to wear my face out
"So how are you" I asked trying to make small talk
"I was doing great before you came" I got the message he was putting down but for some reason I couldn't stop
"So, I wanted to say thank you"
"You are welcome" he spoke in a cold manner that kind of reminded me of John but he was colder
"My name is Veronika..."
"I know" I was interrupted abruptly, completely shocked by how he knows my name. "How did you..." Once again I was stopped midway through my sentence
"I overheard your conversation with the lady with the problem um what was her name" I just watched him go on "yeah Darlena. Um please if I may ask why would you meddle in someone else affair I mean who does that"
"I was trying to help" I attempted to defend myself but he pounded
"Please next time you try to help someone think about yourself" wait a minute why was he getting mad about the choices I made. Hell why did he care if I got hurt
"Why do you care if I got hurt you don't even know me" he backed down a little. After some minutes of silence he spoke
"I'm sorry I have no right to judge you. My name is..." A old couple accompanied with a flight attendant glared at us
"Please keep it down my husband is trying to sleep" the old lady said. I nodded back in compliance. He then handed a piece of his earphone to me and I took it from him and placed it at my left ear. It wasn't like what I normally listen to. It was sad. But I think I should keep an open on everything and everyone around me.