Chapter 2 of Misunderstandings
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Summary: Story takes place two weeks after Jackson threatened Lisa. Jackson has escaped from the hospital, and Lisa has found a boyfriend, can Jackson just walk away? Or will he make a big brash message?
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I hobbled up the steps to Erik's house, using him for support. We had been chased by EMT's and police for over an hour, and I was tired as hell. Especially since I hadn't gotten any sleep that night.
Damn insomnia…
Erik had changed since I last saw him, he seemed to have shrunk, in height, and weight, as his clothes looked loose on his frame, and his dark imposing look had faded a bit. His black hair fell loosely around his face, framing it, and his green eyes looked darker that ever.
I had asked him about his shabby clothes, and why he was letting himself go, and he blamed it on the Company, said that he had too many jobs going on at once.
I shrugged it off, and collapsed onto the guest bed, which was brown, surrounded by beige walls, a wooden dresser, two bedside tables, and a closet with white doors.
"Need anything Jackson?" Erik asked, panting from the effort of carrying me. The adrenaline rushed through my blood, and I thought, "Yes, I want to see my Lisa.", but instead, I said no.
Erik showed me where I could find some spare clothes and a razor, and left me alone to sleep.
I looked out the lacy curtained window, and spotted Erik's silver beamer, shining in the moonlight.
I thought about Lisa, what a problem she was, yet, she was the only one to ever fight me, instead of whimpering and crying.
The girl's got spunk. I brushed these thoughts off, and replaced them with one's of work. Only problem was, Lisa was tied to my work, I would be demoted because of her.
I wanted to kill her, yet I wanted to see her grow old, and see her children.
I growled at my stupid thoughts, and fell asleep, thinking about breakfast, and a hot shower.
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I got off work, finally, and I walked out to my car, to find Jake, my new boyfriend leaning on the poor mustang, essential for quick getaways.
Jake was handsome alright, no bright blue eyes that held me captive, eww. No, just normal brown eyes, like a doe's. He was five feet eight inches, and only two inches taller than me. He dressed in jeans and a sarcastic t-shirt almost all the time.
I had known him since we were kids, but I never thought that he would ask me out. Especially right after Red Eye.
For the first few days of our relationship, I wondered if he was taking advantage of me emotionally, I was on the rebound after all.
Wait, the rebound? Jackson never even dated me, for Christ's sake Lisa, get a grip.
I stopped a few feet away from Jake, just looking at his cute boyish smile, and the innocent way he always figured everything would work its own way out. Like a splinter pushing it's way out of your skin. Natural.
He closed the distance between us, and hugged me, drawing back, only to kiss me on the forehead.
"C'mon Leese, I'm taking you out." He said, comforting me. Today had been a long day, and I needed to go out.
I woke up the next morning, Thinking about how great Jake was. He always managed to cheer me up.
He had taken me out for a drink, a seabreeze.
He smiled at me coyly. "A seabreeze?"
And we had watched a concert in the park. Smooth jazz.
"Listening to smooth jazz in his silver beamer…"
I discarded the thoughts from my mind, and shuffled into the kitchen for coffee. I took a quick shower, and dressed in a navy suit.
I looked in the full length mirror. I looked just like I did on…
I never finished the thought, I grabbed my purse and ran into my garage, keys in hand. I opened the garage door, and walked to the driver's door.
I felt the tears begin to seep down my cheeks as I fumbled with the car keys, trying desperately to open the car door. After I had tried to open the door for what seemed like eternity, I sank to my knees and began to sob, I cried for five minutes, until I looked up from my moment of self pity, to see a man with dark hair, baggy clothes, and startling green eyes running up my driveway.
I scooted back, trying to dry my tears, as the man walked into my garage, and asked me, "Lisa, are you alright?"
"Yes…" I managed to choke out, realizing two things. The man was too close for comfort, and he knew my name, without me telling him.
"Who ar…" I whispered, but he had already placed a white cloth over my mouth, his brows furrowed, and he said.. "Breathe Lisa, just take a deep breath…"
I was losing air, and quick. When I could no longer hold my breath, I took a long gasp of air, and fainted into a black oblivion.
