Hi, sorry about the wait. I'm in the middle of exams right now so I've been revising and stuff.

So yeh, here's the second chapter, tiny insy-winsy bit of language near the end sos though i better warn you, please keep reviewing and thanks for the reviews I recieved for the previous chapter.

Hope you enjoy...


CHAPTER TWO: NOT ANOTHER ONE

Lisa loaded her bag's into the boot of the taxi at the end of her drive. As soon as she realised what time her flight was she flinched. A Red Eye flight. Lisa's boss clearly didn't like her if that's what he booked. Was he trying to frighten me to death? As Lisa checked into her flight, she constantly checked around her, she was fidgety, not wanting to be seen and not wanting to see anyone. She refused to sit in any area that was close to where she sat previously and refused to eat anything or go to the bar. As she checked her surroundings for the millionth time Lisa was nervous, sweating, she was so relieved to find that her flight wasn't delayed.

As she was called to board, Lisa travelled through the walk way. As she entered the plane she trembled in a worrying anticipation as to where and who she sat next to. She sighed with relief and despair at the same time. Her seat was in the middle of three. On the far side a tall broad man sat with standard length mouse-blond hair and patches of bleached highlights. He wore a dark grey suit, a pale grey shirt and no tie. His top button was undone, he looked like one of those business men who were completely up themselves. A proper New Yorker, she thought to herself not really knowing what she meant but she liked what she heard, and to be honest, she liked what she saw. Maybe it wont be too bad. Lisa smiled as she sat next to the intriguing handsome man.

"Boo!" Lisa jumped. As she turned around and saw a man standing next to her she shut her eyes then opened them, shut them, opened them, shut them, opened them. She couldn't believe her eyes. She didn't want believe her eyes. She pretended that he wasn't there and faced the chair in front of her. He grabbed Lisa's wrist with a death grip that could have easily crushed her bones. "Hi Leese, long time no see." Again she ignored him trying not to buckle under the pain in her wrist. "You're going to have to talk to me sooner or later, 3 and a bit hours of silence, yeah right leese." He let go of her wrist and did up his seatbelt. She wanted to get up and move but she was trapped. A handsome man in a designer suit on one side. A handsome, evil man in a designer suit on the other. No! She screamed inside her head. I don't think he's handsome! He's evil! I was getting distracted! That was it! She couldn't believe what had come across her mind. She didn't think that. She couldn't think that. Lisa got to grips with everything that had just happened. Not only was she worried about mixed up feelings going through her mind but he was back. He was there. Jackson Rippner. Sitting right next to her. How dare he! She was on this holiday to forget about him not to be with him and let him kill someone else. Lisa hoped that the only reason he was there was through chance. She shut her eyes and decided it would be better once she'd had some sleep.

"Leese...Leese...Leese wake up G-d dammit!" Why couldn't he have died when he had the chance! It's not fair on ME!

"What Jack! What could you possibly want with me now?! Finish the Keefe job off, no, to easy. Errmmm...blow up my hotel? No? Ummmm...kill my dad? Don't like repeating things, do you? To predictable. What's left? Well...it must be me...kill Lisa Reisert. Am I right? Well go ahead. Right here, right now. I dare you!" Sweat and tears were pouring down Lisa's face as she ranted as much as was possible. Jackson smiled. He found her hilarious when she ranted at him. He just wanted to fall on the floor in laughter.

"Leese, I don't want to kill you. Not yet anyway, although, I might if you call me Jack again. I'm very surprised you don't remember, it was only 2 months ago after all." He said with a smirk that quickly grew into a scowl. After a short pause of staring into Lisa's eyes he continued. "I want you to be with me. I want you to pay for the hassle you've put me through. I don't want you in the sense you think, far from it. But like I said before, I'm going to have to steal you to get my revenge." Lisa was worried. She tried not to cry but couldn't hold her tears back. That stupid gorgeous son of a bitch next to her was fast asleep not witnessing anything that needed to be witnessed.

Jackson reached into his pocket. Lisa was very intrigued as to what he was getting but didn't look incase she really didn't want to know. She heard a small rattle and a click. She couldn't help herself. She had to look. As she thought, she didn't like it. Jackson held a pair of handcuffs in his hand and grabbed Lisa's left wrist. He held it against the arm of her chair and put both in one cuff. Her other hand was put into the other cuff. Her wrists were sore already the metal tightly gripping around her boney flesh.

"Aaah! Jack, it hurts, jack -" Lisa was desperate for them to be loosened if not taken off.

"Leese, darling, what did I tell you only about five minutes ago. The more you piss me off the more you have to pay. I think I really will enjoy our time together."

Lisa wanted to hurt him more than she had ever wanted to before. The handcuffs were so tight she thought her hands would be cut off. She hoped not anyway.

Time went passed quite quickly as the pair sat in their seats staring. Jackson at Lisa and Lisa, well, anywhere but Jackson.

It felt like an eternity to Lisa. But eventually the seat belt sign was turned off. She was relieved but with no reason to be. She couldnt get her seat belt off, her hands were cuffed in an extraordinarily uncomfortable way so she couldnt move, that included not being able to loosen let a lone undo the tight strap holding Lisa to the seat.

Jackson sat with his eyes closed not obviously asleep nor obviously awake, this made it extra hard for Lisa to do anything. He sat so there was a blanket covering Lisa's arms and each of their bodies so as not to look like they were hiding anything. Lisa tried to think of as many ways that she might be able to move. None came to mind.

She drifted off into a deep haunting sleep. Memories flashed through Lisa's head as she tried to escape into a dream. She found herself far from freedom but close to HIM.

Toilets. Oh how I hate toilets. Public toilets on transportation. Public toilets on an aeroplane. Public toilets on a Red Eye flight. Ooh shit! Lisa found herself waking up to the thoughts of toilets. Waking up to not being on an aeroplane?? She was more than confused. The only thing she was sure about was that she was absolutely bursting for the toilet.

Lisa was dazed and confused, a minute ago she was falling asleep on a plane handcuffed very uncomfortably to a seat. Now she was waking up in a... Where the hell am I? I can't see a thing! Jackson!


Lil bit of a cliffhanger for you!!

I hope I can get the next chapter done faster than this one, again sorry about the wait.

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