Different Worlds

Each Other's Calm

We were now leaving LA. Seth insisted we take his plane. I didn't want Seth to make a fuss. He was doing so anyways. We got to the airport and boarded Seth's plane. I sat down and he sat next to me. I looked at him and smiled. "This has been great, all of it. Thank you, Seth."

"It's not a problem, Mary. I want you make this perfect for you." He said with a smile.

Then I cracked, "How does Trisha feel about you coming with me?"

He looked away. "Uh, she doesn't know. She thinks I am doing something work related"

My eyes widened and I scolded, "How could you? Seth, that is not okay."

"I know, Mary. But she doesn't even want me to hang out with you. I knew damn well she wouldn't be okay with me going away with you." He told me.

I was floored to hear this. "Wait, she doesn't want us to hang out?"

He shook his head and said, "She is quite jealous of you."

I couldn't help but smile. She probably saw what I knew, if I gave Seth the chance, he would be with me instead. "Well, screw her then. She wants to try to strain our friendship then I don't feel bad for her that you lied to her."

Seth slightly chuckled. Then smiled at me. He leaned it. "It's kinda hot when you get mad."

I just blushed. Guys made comments to me about how hot I was. Never really reacted to them. Just politely smiled, but Seth does it and I blush. Fuck, I got it bad for him. I just looked out the window as Seth was grinning at me now. I hated that he knew how to make me blush. For most men, it took a lot, but Seth, didn't take much. All he had to tell me what that I was beautiful and my face turned red. Why I think it did, cause when other men said it, they were just trying to get in my pants. But when Seth said it, he was genuine. Even when he was joking, I saw it in his eyes. He really thought I was beautiful. Made me feel good, but had to keep reminding myself, I couldn't go that far with Seth. We went to take off and as the plane moved, I relaxed in my seat. Flying never really scared me. Seth on the other hand, didn't like it to much as I noticed. As we took off, he grabbed my hand. I looked at him gripping my hand, his knuckles got white almost. Then I looked at him. His eyes were closed and his breathing was a little erratic. This was my first time seeing Seth afraid. I moved my hand to loosen his gripped then turned it around. I intertwined our fingers and he looked over at me. I gave him a soft smile. "It's okay, Seth." I could see the anxiety was there. I moved my free hand to his face and cupped his cheek. I turned his head so he would look at me. I said in a soothing voice, "Just look at me. Just focus on me." I noticed his demeanor slowly changed as he became more relaxed. He just stayed glued to me. His eyes staring into mine. I gave him a small smile. "You are doing fine, Seth. It is almost over." I could tell take off is what got to him. I kept him focused and his anxiety seem to melt away. Finally, the plane moved more smoothly. I sat back a little in the seat and smiled. "Not so bad, huh?"

"Only cause u made it better." He smiled and looked down our hands still intertwined. I was content holding his hand. I smiled as he looked at me. "So, how is it a man like you have so much anxiety getting on a plane when you fly so often?"

"I wasn't always afraid to fly. I wasn't until..." His voice trailed off as he looked at our hands.

"Until the day you were suppose to die?" I asked. I knew about the story, a lot of people die. Seth was suppose to be on one of the planes that hit the world towers.

He looked back at me with somber eyes and nodded. "I always act like it wasn't a big deal. But, it is." He looked away and down at his lap. "I refuse to get on a commercial airline again. Hell as you see, I am terrified of flying altogether. But I wasn't always like that. Not until that day and all I thought about was how I could have died that day." He looked back at me. "Hell before I usually take off, I am hammered."