Chapter 14.
Bad girls get punished.
I was packing. To go where, I had no idea. I couldn't visit my parents. They would talk about Ian. They always did. And right now, that isn't what I needed. I needed some peace and quiet.
I grabbed my duffle bag, and quickly ran down the stairs. Hailing the first cab that came my way, I was on my way to the airport.
"How may I help you?" The man at the tickets counter asked, his voice bored.
"Which is the next flight?"
"To?"
"Anywhere," I answered, probably sounding crazy. Hell, I felt crazy.
He looked at me in surprise. "We have a flight to Berlin in one hour."
I handed him my credit card, "One ticket to Berlin."
"Ma'am, it's going to take you two hours to get though customs."
I sighed. "Okay. Which flight leaves in three hours then?"
If he
