Stuck with him

Leaving

I walked to my seat. I didn’t bring much stuff with me. Most of my stuff are in my suitcase. My suitcase wasn’t here obviously. Claire was still in the private room.

Jason was outside with the mutt. The mutt is always with Jason, I think he’s Jason’s right hand or something. I saw them through the window of my seat. He was talking on the phone. I don’t know with who. It must be important, otherwise he would be talking inside. I was staring at Jason, thinking about the things he might do to me. I’m scared. I’m not scared to die, but I’m afraid of Jason. He let me kill Samuel. What if he will let me kill more people. What if he’s going to threaten me with my mom or Claire. Jason is so powerful, I figured that out in one day. I don’t know much about him, but from what I have seen and been trough, he is dangerous. Jason is someone you have to be on his good side. But I got on his bad side, because I called the f*****g police to save all of the people in the plane.

I don’t regret calling the police, but I do regret that I didn’t shoot Jason instead of Samuel. I saw in Samuels eyes that he was a good guy. I can’t stop thinking about Samuel. I keep thinking about Samuel, about how I tried to wake him, about the way Jason looked at me and told me Samuel is dead. I want to kill Jason.

I’m still staring at Jason. Suddenly Jason looked in my direction, I immediately looked away. Damn that was awkward. I grabbed my blanket, my phone charger just in case they give my phone back, and I also grabbed my wallet. I had enough money with me. I have to hide it. With all of this money, I might be able to escape. Maybe I should ask Claire her money too. No that would be dump, cause them she knows I will try to escape and then she will try to help me and that would all cause her to much trouble.

I don’t think I will ever be able to escape from Jason’s revenge. I don’t know what his plans are of what he’s going to do with me. There are three possible options:

Killing me

Letting me become a serial killer like them

Or he might sell me to a prostitution

I hope he will just kill me instead of doing the other horrible options. I walked back to the private room. Claire was asleep. It made me so happy to see her sleeping. Something came to my mind. Claire has a group picture of me, my mom and Claire and her parents. I have to get it. I went back to our seats. I looked for Claire’s wallet everywhere. I looked down and saw it on the ground, damn Claire, if I didn’t looked for this picture, you would probably lost your wallet. I got the picture from the wallet. I put the wallet in her jacket

When I turned around and was about to walk back to the private room, Jason and the mutt walked in the plane. Why do I have such a shitty nickname for Miguel, but not for Jason. I don’t have the perfect nickname for Jason, because the name I’m looking for doesn’t exist. The nickname I’m looking for has to include hating, cocky, selfish, anger issues, stupid, arrogant, annoying and much more.

“Wilson, you finally done? We’re leaving in ten minutes” Jason said, calling me again by my last name. I didn’t gave Jason a response. I went to the private room, where Claire is sleeping. I think they injected her with something, cause they know Claire wouldn’t let me go.

I saw Samuels blood on the floor in the private room, I guess they already took care of his body, I mean that’s their daily job, right?. The blood wasn’t the only thing I saw on the floor. I saw a bullet on the floor. It has to be the one I killed Samuel with. I grabbed the bullet from the floor. It had blood on it. They probably got out the bullet of Samuels chest, but why? Why would they get the bullet out of his chest, he is dead. Pulling a bullet out of a dead person makes no sense.

Is there a chance Samuel might be still alive? I tried to wake him but he didn’t. And if he would still be alive, Jason would have shot him again.

I put the bullet in my pocket. Every killer saves something from their victim, right? I walked over to the sofa, where Claire was still sleeping.

“My dear Claire, my best friend, my sister, I’m going to miss you so much. I want you to know that I love you so freaking much, not only as a friend but also as a sister. You are the sister I never had. You helped me in times no one else could. Sis, I will never forget about you.” I whispered in Claire’s ear, with eyes filled with tears.

Jason came in the room. “We are leaving”