A Plane Ride without You
I'm sitting on a plane next to my mom wishing I didn't have to say goodbye to Jacob. I remember the little bag that Jacob had stuck in my suitcase. He had told me to open it when I got to where I was going. I sighed thinking about what it could be. Today just felt like such a depressing day for me. One minute I was at home with my mom and dad. Then the next day I was off on a fishing trip with my dad, Jacob and Uncle Billy.
Things would be different if we were going for like two weeks or maybe even spending the summer there with my mom's mom, my grandma who I don't think I ever met. Yea I would still miss my dad and Jacob but at least I would know that we were coming back. I just kept thinking through my mind why did we have to move here though? Couldn't mom just have found a house in Forks? Or did she not have the money? When would I get to come back and see my dad and Jacob again? I didn't know but I wondered.
Sitting on this plane felt like forever. From what my mom had just told it was going to take a few hours. "Mom, when will we get there?" I asked. "Sometime tomorrow" she said. "The plane will drop us off in Los Angeles. We will stay the night at a hotel. Then catch the bus trip tomorrow. I didn't think we would want to stay on a plane for all these hours. I looked away thinking to myself if only I was old enough I'd be catching a long hour plane trip back to Forks to be with Jacob and my dad.
The waitress on the plane came to our seats and asked us if we would like something to drink or eat. I told my mom no but she got me a juice anyway and some fruit snacks. The waitress placed the items in my hands and I just said thanks and looked away not wanting to eat or drink at the moment. A few hours had passed and I finally decided I should take a drink of my juice and eat a few fruit snacks. It reminded me of being at Jacob's house. Billy would throw the fruit snacks on the floor and we would sit and eat then while watching SpongeBob together. I really did miss that.
About five minutes later a woman came on an intercom and told everyone to get ready for landing. I guess what we would be landing in Los Angeles where ever that was. Then it was said. All passengers get ready. First plane stop for Los Angeles. Please get ready to exit the plain. Momma got up as soon as the plane landed and they signaled that it was ok to exit, took my hand and leaded me off the plane with all of our stuff. All we had was about to suitcases. Momma said she had told daddy to have a moving truck ship the rest of our stuff to the new address tomorrow. The we could unpack as soon as it got there.
We exited the plane and a taxi took us to the nearest hotel. I'd never been to a hotel before and I had no idea what a hotel was. All I knew was that it was a little room with a bed and me and my mom would be staying here tonight. My mom paid some guy behind a glass window some money and in exchange he gave her a key. We walked around the side of the building to find some room door that said 106 on the front. Momma put the key in the door, took all our stuff sat it in the room and I went to sit on the bed. It just felt so weird to me. The only bed I'd ever sat in was my bed, Jacob's bed and momma and daddy's bed. It felt so strange to me. Even though my mom was here with me I still felt so home sick.
It was late at night because when the taxi had arrived it was already dark outside. Momma went into the suitcase found my pajamas and I went to go put them on. I hopped into the empty twin bed in the corner of the room. Took my baby blanket wrapped myself inside of it and fell gently to sleep dreaming of my Jacob.