Blow Me Up

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"Vera" His voice drummed trough my ears. It was shaky, as I could tell he was nervous.

"Vera please just look at me"

"Vera please" He mentioned my name once again.

My heart ached, so did my soul.

I could feel the bitter pain cutting like knifes trough my skin.

"You can't just leave me behind here. I did everything for you. For gods sake I did bloody everything".

 

..A year before..
 
 

Get over youself,

Just get over it Vera, it's not like the whole universe is falling down on you and destroys your entire life within it.

No,

You're fine, it's not like I'm having a mental disease ..You're just late.
  
   
 
 
  
 
  
 
Late? Oh who am I even kidding?

My freaking flight to Mexico City is about to leave in fourteen minutes and I haven't even arrived yet at that doomed  building they call the airport.

Am I thinking clear?

No.

Am I okay?

No.

Just three more minutes 'till my buss would be there, that means I'd have eleven minutes to show them my ID, ticket and rush myself into my plane.

No ,I don't have enough money to afford a car.

Only if I could..

And now you might wonder, how am I even able to afford a planeticket.Well, long story , short story?

I got it for free.

"London Airport"

My goodness that took a while.

As I stood up and rushed myself into the airport I tried to look for directions, but holy crap..This place is even more crowded than I can remember.

Like,how is it even possible that when everytime I'm in a hurry there will always be so many people crossing my path to make it harder for me to get on time.

Is this the devils work or is god? Cause if it is I need to have a good conversation with him.

Not my bad I stopped going to church when I turned sixteen. I just didn't see the point of going anylonger, but I haven't done anything cruel to get any sins right?

Right?

Oh WHAT am I even doing? I still got ten minutes left and I'm thinking about this?

Why does this always happen..

"Please show your ticket and ID" A man spoke up to me as it was finally my turn.

"Here you go" I sounded out of breath as I layed them on his desk. His eyes looked a little suprised as he turned his face back to me, scanning me.

"Your a little late"

I bit my lip as those words made sense to me. I really was, perhaps they were even waiting for me.

"Traffic" I muttered once he gave me back my stuff and made me enter the second part of the airport.