Maybe tomorrow

Chapter 10

The rest of the flight I spent wrapped in blankets in my seat, trying to ignore the pain, both in my head and in my heart.

I had my eyes closed the entire time and I didn’t look at Damien anymore. All I wanted was to leave this plane and go to sleep and try to forget all of this.

 

Fortunately for us, Charlie had fallen asleep about twenty minutes after take-off, after his excitement had eased off and he didn’t wake up until 5 minutes before the landing. As soon as the plane started to go down, the pressure on my head eased off and all that was left was the pure exhaustion and my headache.

It felt like the hangover I had after waking up in Damien’s apartment.

Just about 100 times worse.

 

When the plane had landed I got up and grabbed my purse immediately. I couldn’t wait to finally breathe fresh air and even Charlie seemed to have noticed that something was off between me and Damien, but he didn’t say anything and just grabbed my hand, yawning.

He didn’t say anything about my red eyes either, but maybe he had just become used to seeing me like this which made me even more miserable.

I still felt a little shaky and from time to time my vision turned blurry, but the worst part was over, so I was able to make it out of the plane and back to the airport without any more incidents.

Damien had grabbed the duffle bag, as it was our carry-on and hadn’t needed to get checked in, and walked next to me, his hand on my back so I wouldn’t stumble and fall. I was too tired to complain and that way I at least didn’t have to think about where we needed to go and whenever I got dizzy again. I squeezed Charlie’s hand tighter so he wouldn’t get lost in the crowd. The airport was busy as many were traveling over the weekend.

 

Damien guided us towards the exit. Didn’t we have to rent a car or something? Like Damien had read my thoughts he said: “Someone is picking us up.”

I couldn’t help but think that maybe, if my face hadn’t been so battered and Damien hadn’t looked like he was about to hit someone, one could have thought we were just a happy, young, normal family going on a vacation.

 

The car that waited for us was a black SUV with tinted windows.

The driver was a young man, maybe a little older than Damien, and he leaned casually against the car with crossed arms and sunglasses on, even though it was already dark outside.

 

“Man, I thought you were never going to show up.”, he said and rolled his eyes but then he saw me and Charlie, and he grinned.

“It is a pleasure to finally meet both of you. Everyone is waiting for you guys.”, he said with a wide smile and took his sunglasses off and offered me his hand. Perplex I took a step forward and shook it.

“Hi.”, I said, and he frowned when he was able to get a better look at my face.