I didn't look at my aunt. I feared that tears would threaten to spill if I do so." No, 'I shook my head and took in a deep breath as I tried to calm my beating heart that made me realize something: I still love her. I do not want to talk to traitors." Was all I said and tried to keep a brave face.
I could tell that my aunt wants to say something more so imagine my relief when the passengers were now called to board the plane against my aunt's hug as I went in. As soon as I got in, I took my seat by the window. I hugged my carry-on bag as I crazed out to stare at the people getting in and out of the plane. I especially watched as my aunt struggled as she tried to calm her down.
"Excuse me miss. Is this seat E-3?" I peeled my eyes from two windows to turn around to see a girl of my age. Her hair is blonde and her eyes are a pretty pair of enamels. She is pretty, considering her sharp, thick tongue and angular nose that is surrounded by small prickly hidden by a concealer.
I looked at my head. She smiled and gently settled herself on the seat beside me. Hi my name is Gita.
"Mithun, I answered and gave her a small smile in return so she wouldn't think of me as a knob. Looking at her I noticed a small bulge on her stomach. I tried not to stare at the specific part as I bit my lips. She let out a sigh and rubbed her swollen belly, and I could not help but stare even then. I tried not to. She must have noticed me looking because she looked at me.
I blushed in embarrassment as I was caught red-handed. "Sorry" I muttered, hoping that she wouldn't find me out for staring.
To my surprise she only smiled gently. "It's alright," she said. "Don't be sorry." After all it's not every day you see a 17-year-old pregnant girl. Usually, girls at my age resort to abortion. I smiled at her and nodded.
By the way if you don't mind me asking, what brings you to Australia? Geeta asked.
I'm..."I swallowed." I'm trying to look for some answers. That's all. "I said and turned to her. "What about you?" I asked quickly in fear that she would ask more about my reasons for going.
I watched as the smile was quickly replaced by a grim and sore look. She signed and looked at me sadly. "My mother doesn't approve of me keeping the baby and the father of my baby doesn't want to take the responsibility. Since I have nowhere to go, I called a friend of mine in Australia with the little money I have saved. Funny, they say that family always has back but in my case it's my friends". She laughed bitterly.
I kind of feel bad for her going through all the trouble for her unborn child. Now that is a true mother even if she isn't one yet.
And I kind of feel uncomfortable with her sharing the struggle in her life, so I just looked away. Luckily the pilot then announced that we were ready to take off after the airhostess explained the safety precautions. I fumbled with my seatbelt as we were told to do so since it was my first time riding on a plane. I felt really nervous.
The plane started to gain altitude, and I could feel pressure in my seat as we ascended into the air. I closed my eyes and grabbed my seat slightly, feeling my knuckles turning white, only relaxing once the plane was slowly starting to settle. I started to relax.
Is this your "first time"? I turn to Geeta to see that she has an amused look on her.
I nodded in response."Yeah."
She beamed. Don't worry you'll get used to it.
As airhostess suddenly appears at her side, she is tall, with a body like a model, piercing red eye and black tie neatly in a bun.
She placed some sort of device on Gita's forehead. It was a flat, hollow rectangle ring with a glass shield at the center and about the size of an iPod. The strange thing beeped once and then turned blue.
"What's that for?" I asked as I eyed the thing curiously.
The hair on the smile is at me. "It's worth checking the condition of our passenger to make sure that they are in tip-top shape. She sat and placed the thing on my forehead. The moment she did, the thing went haywire and started beeping multiple times. That shocked her. She drew the thing back and looked at the device. There were some suspicious foreign writings that appeared on the screen that I couldn't decipher.
"Oh god me. Is it broken? "Asked Geeta, worried, drawn on her face.
There was a smile on the flight attendant's face before she looked up from the device. It was a smile like she just discovered something valuable. She looked down at me and as she answered, "Geeta floating corner," no, it worked perfectly well. She said, her eyes boring into mine, that suddenly gave me the chill. She took something from her pocket (pills) and handed us one each. Ma'am, I suggest you take this remedy as your bodies are not in proper care and may react violently. The next second we descended. My name is Jennifer by the way and don't be afraid to call me when you need anything, she said. Suddenly another flight attendant came to us, bringing two bottles of water, which she gave to both me and Geeta.
Comes up, said Jennifer, with a wink before she proceeded to check the other passengers.
***
I don't know how or when I had fallen asleep, but I could feel my neck aching from my sleeping position. I groaned and started to open my eyes. It was getting late. The sky started to darken.
I sat up fully as my eyes wandered around. Something weird was going on. The plane was silent and everyone seemed to be asleep.
I heard whispered and silent conversations at the front of the plane. I craned my neck to see who it was but I didn't get a chance when the plane started to launch as if it were caught in heavy turbulence. The hoarse shrieked passenger, awake as a voice of panic and confusion filled the air.
"What was that? "
"What's going on?"
"Are we caught in the storm? "
Their questions and fears and from the air as they demanded for an answer. Meanwhile I was looking confused and feeling a little bit sad myself. Geeta grabbed my hand and gave me a warm comforting smile even though I could see that she was fighting her own fear.
Everyone please fastens your seatbelts and remain calm. Jennifer said through the speaker with a very calm tone. Despite the uproar at her command passengers all protested and questioned her but as another force hit us, making the plane rock again, they all complained.
What is going on?
A man suddenly appeared at Gita's side. It was the woman I saw early at the airport. She was still wearing the same hoodie but this time it was pulled back, making me see her clearly. My jaw dropped as I saw that Hair fully silvered and his eyes are the color of a cat's yellow iris. She was very pale, like a paper, and her stance and build scream discipline and strength. She is young, I am guessing about my age, but the cold look in his eyes would make you doubt it.
I shrunk in my seat when I saw her pulling out a syringe gun with a blue liquid in it. Geeta squirmed and fought as the woman injected the liquid into her neck. Immediately she slumped on her seat and the woman came for me next. I was far too scared to move and slumped on her seat next . I was too scared to move and mesmerized by her beauty. I started into her eyes and she started into mine before she injected the blue liquid into my neck. I felt a little pain and suddenly my eyes started to grow heavy and my body was going limp.
Or plus anything now to all our beloved passengers, please take note that we are taking a detour to our original destination. Jennifer cheerfully said, "The sweetness in her voice makes me sick" as the women continued to inject that strange liquid into the other passenger. Once they were done they stood at the plan just beside Jennifer.
They nodded at her and she smiled brightly as if that single nod brought good news to her. She turned to face us again. Also, she added, her smile now turning into a sinister one. You are one of the few who are injected with the pill. Well then please relax, your safety is assured. If not.... then God bless you all "And then the plane lost its altitude, and we are descending towards the bottom of the ocean.