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A/N: Well, here's your next chapter! Enjoy. (P.S. Everything in brackets and italics (italics) are Amber's thoughts.)
Trigger warning: Dark themes. This is T for a reason.
*Amber's POV*
I can't stand being in turbulence. I've only ever been caught in turbulence once and it's taken me six years just to consider flying again. I feel my chest tighten and start to hurt, my heart beating irregularly and my breathing begins to get out of control again. Oh, no. I feel my body warm then chill and I know it's another panic attack. And for the first time in a long time I actually am in danger. And... Oh, no. If something bad happens to us, Trudy's never going to return! I gasp loudly and Jerome tries to put the oxygen mask on my face. I squeal, but it comes out a strangled gargle and Jasper rushes over. I feel awful, then, because he knows that Trudy used to panic like this and it can't be easy for him. "Amber? Jerome, what are you doing?"
"She was breathing weirdly, I thought it was an asthma attack!" Jerome exclaims, sounding scared.
Jasper says "It's a panic attack. Amber?"
I gasp again, unable to speak. Nina runs over. "What's the matter with her?"
There's a crowd gathering now and my chest constricts. No... Jasper says "Okay, everyone, back to your seats, let me sort this out. Amber, look at me." I do and he says "Breathe in deeply through your nose."
I do, inhaling deeply, scared silly. Jerome asks "What are you talking about?"
Jasper silences him with a sharp look, then softly says "Breathe out through your mouth. Keep doing that." I obey his orders, but he sits by me and holds my hand, watching me intently. He seems so protective of me. Honouring his promise to Trudy, no doubt.
There's a shatter of glass and a groan of pain behind me. It's Eddie and his hand is bleeding. I see the blood and it's not the deep scarlet I'm used to. His blood is a glowing, electric blue.
This was just a filler. The next chapter will be up tomorrow. Let me know what you think in a review and stay tuned!
Song quote of the day: Young hearts are foolish/ They make such mistakes/ They're much too eager/ To give their love away. Well I have been foolish/ Too many times/ Now I'm determined/ I'm gonna get it right. ~Fairground Attraction, Perfect.
Until next time, hugs for everyone! C. xx