That's me wanting to cherish every passionate moment with you.
Unexpected Vacation
~BRIANNE~
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"Run faster!!!" I encouraged while heaving heavily, my hand in Finnick's as we raced past multiple people to the last gate door. The others had just made it to the descended stairs. The sight of them showing their identifications and boarding passes told me we'd make it.
We were right about to go through the door when a stern gentleman walked into our path, leaving us no choice but to screech to a dramatic halt. I almost tripped, but Finnick had a hand around my waist before he pulled me into his side.
"And where do you think you two are going? This is the first-class flight."
His narrowing eyes landed on me, and his judgemental blue eyes made me frown at his ignorance.
Finnick stood taller as he stared right into the man's eyes.
"We're booked for that exact flight. So why don't you step aside before we miss it thanks to your negligence?" Finnick said sternly.
"How dare you talk-" He paused as his eyes looked above us before his face seemed to grow pale.
"They're with me."
We both looked back to see a tall man in a black suit. The only pop of color was his red tie, which matched his shocking red eyes that reminded me of rubies. His hair was long and black, hiding the many strands of silver that almost gave a glowing effect when the sun's rays hit it.
His skin was pale, face shape oval, and his disapproving scowl was enough to make Finnick hold me even closer as if he were our enemy.
"President," the man stuttered before he immediately bowed. "I wasn't aware you were here.” He laughed nervously and added, "I was stopping these pestering kids from trying to get on the First-Class Golden Jet."
"Kids?" I spoke up and turned my attention to the man. "I'm nineteen and a half."
"And I'm old enough to sue," Finnick threatened with narrowed eyes. "You assumed we were what? High schoolers? I don't need to work here to know that it takes two checkpoint gates, security clearance, and a final checkpoint to reach this very spot, all of which asked for our passports and boarding passes. You took it upon yourself to make a false judgment that we couldn't afford tickets to this flight and assumed you were doing the flight crew a favor when you're merely delaying our flight and everyone else on board, waiting to depart. I'm sure the Harlow family would love to hear about how an employee decided to delay our flight. In fact, Brianne, aren't your parents, Mister and Misses Harlow, on board already?"
"Ah," I feigned innocence as I slowly nodded my head. "They're waiting for us. They have an important court session to attend, but at this rate, we'll never-"
"I-I-I'm terribly sorry!" he shrieked and dropped to his knees to bow his head pleadingly. "I didn't know."
"You shouldn't need to know our business to treat us with respect," Finnick coldly declared, his voice a little louder to garnish the attention of those in the gated area.
I looked over to see his blue eyes were darker than normal, with hints of black. I debated whether to interfere, but I held my tongue as I observed.
Trust him.
The voice that had begun taunting me from time to time made its debut for the day, only I trusted her input because it was something I personally agreed with.
Since that day on the mountain during the Christmas holiday, this dark presence had lingered in the back of my mind, but it was only as of late that she began to make an appearance in my thoughts.
For now, it wasn't necessary for me to share, but Jax definitely sensed her last night when she'd taken complete control over me. It didn't seem to bother us.
It could have made us even stronger, but if she continued…
"I'm terribly sorry. I never meant it like that," he begged. Finnick sighed and moved his arm from around me to take my hand in his.
"Next time do your job properly," Finnick huffed. "You're off the hook."
He took a moment to stare at the man.
"Thank you for your assistance, President." Finnick bowed his head just slightly before we passed by the kneeling employee and headed out the door towards the boarding stairs. We had our passes ready one last time as we climbed the stairs and presented them to the flight attendant.
"Welcome aboard the Golden Falcon. This is one of the finest jets with plenty of