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"Please remain seated and buckled unto your Captain has turned off the fasten your seatbelts sign."
This was it. I tried to remain still as we taxied to our gate. I didn't want to cause Edward to grow anymore concerned, or worse suspicious. As soon as I returned to my seat I distanced myself from him, knowing it would look odd if I were to be seen cuddling up to the man I claimed to fear. It killed me to do it, but it was the only way. I wanted nothing more than to spend these last few minutes in his arms…to feel his fingers touch my face…his lips in my hair.
I pulled my feet to my chest and rested my face on my knees, explaining that I was not feeling well, and that I always got nauseas during landing. He did not press the issue and left me alone. Luck was still on my side it would seem; I just wondered how long it would last.
"Excuse me sir?"
I looked up, not recognizing the voice, to see a stewardess addressing Edward. My heart instantly began to race.
"There seems to be a problem with your tickets and we're going to have to detain you and your female friend." She explained politely gesturing towards Alice.
"What?"
"We'll explain everything as soon as we can. We ask that you and your friend remain seated until the plane is cleared."
"Fine, whatever you need." He sighed running a hand through his hair.
"Miss?" She asked looking directly at me. "You're free to de-board now." She smiled.
I glanced over towards Edward, my heart racing harder in my chest, and watched his body tense.
"No. She'll be waiting with me." He insisted reaching out and taking my hand.
I looked up at the stewardess and then back towards Edward. "It's alright. I'll wait for you just outside the gate." I whispered low enough so that the stewardess could not hear.
His grip tightened on my hand. "No. You're not leaving my sight."
"Edward." I wasn't sure what else to say, but I could feel the stewardesses eyes on me and knew I had to do something. I opened my mouth to lie to him, to give him words of false comfort, but nothing came out.
Instead I stood and tried to pull my hand free, but he was not budging.
"Sir, I'm going to have to ask you to please let go of her hand, and let her de-board the plane." The stewardess insisted after watching me struggle to get free.
Edward gave her a sharp look before turning to look at me. His eyes bore into mine and I could see his mind working as he tried to figure out what was going on. I swallowed hard, as I once again tried to free my hand.
"Let go." I said just loud enough for the stewardess to hear. His brow furrowed and his eyes flashed with so many emotions it was hard to keep up. There was confusion, hurt, anger, and above all else fear.
"What are you doing Bella?" He questioned. I was not playing fair. I knew he would not make a scene, he couldn't. Drawing attention to himself was not something he could afford to do.
I looked down unable to meet his gaze as I walked past him. "Nothing. I'll meet you just outside the gate."
He grabbed my arm just before I started to walk down the isle. My breathing increased. I wouldn't have been surprised if he could actually see my heart beating inside my chest it was beating so hard.
His eyes locked with mine. "Just outside the gate." He spoke each word slowly and deliberately.
I nodded and he let go. I caught a quick glance of Alice and noticed she had not moved throughout the entire ordeal.
As soon as I was free from the plane I was running. I had to find a ticket counter as fast as I could. Edward could have already talked to Alice by now and told him my plan.
I wanted to scream as I ran further and further into the airport. It was so damn big, yet no one seemed to be at any of the counters. How could there be no one working any of the counters?! Shouldn't there be someone available everywhere? Had my luck run out?
After bumping into my second person I saw what I had been waiting for. Frantically, I ran to my right just as an older gentleman was situating himself in front of a computer.
"Excuse me." I breathed as I tried to catch my breath. "I need a ticket to Phoenix, Arizona as soon as possible. It's an emergency." I added hoping to get him to work faster.
The man gave me an odd look before tuning to his computer to look up flights. I couldn't blame him, I must have looked like a complete mess. "We have one that leaves in two hours out of gate 19…"
"No." I shook my head. "Not soon enough. I need one that leave now." I removed the credit card from my pocket and placed it on the counter. "Money is no object."
He turned back to the computer screen and continued his search. I tapped my foot impatiently on the carpet as I looked around for any signs of Edward or Alice.
"There is one, but it leaves in 15 minutes…"
"I'll take it." I shoved the credit card towards him.
"Miss this flight is just finishing boarding. I don't think you'll make it to the gate in time."
"Please. It's my mother. I have to get to her. Please." I stared at him with frantic eyes as I said a silent prayer. This was it. If I could not get on this flight it was over.
He pursed his lips and sighed. Simultaneously, he picked up the phone and my credit card. I listened as he called the attendant at the other gate and told him there was another passenger on the way. I smiled in relief as I once again looked over my shoulder for any signs that I had been found. He then radioed for a cart to pick me up and bring me to my new gate.
"Thank you so much." I said as I climbed aboard the cart and was whisked off in the opposite direction.
I kept my head down, and my eyes closed. I silently prayed that Edward was still detained as we whizzed through the airport, but I knew better. He had to be free by now. He had to know what I was planning, where I was going.
I felt the cart come to an abrupt stop and snapped my eyes open. We were at the gate. I got out and gave the attendant my ticket and briskly began walking up the walkway towards the plane. Just as he was closing and locking the door separating me from the airport, I glanced back.
I could have sworn I saw a flash of bronze. I froze. I could hear arguing on the other side of the door as the lock clicked, even above the roar of the airplane's engines. I turned sharply on my heel and all but ran to the airplane. As soon as I was seated the stewardess locked the door, effectively sealing me inside. Still I did not feel any relief.
As we taxied away from the airport I closed my eyes and gritted my teeth against the tears that threatened to spill from my eyes. I hoped that he had retrieved my carry on and found my note. I hoped that one day he would forgive me. I hoped…
As I felt the plane leave the ground I sighed in relief.
I had done it.
I had escaped.
Now I had to find my mother.