23| Loner.

I step out of the uber out front of the airport and I slam the door behind me. The icy cold feeling of bitter annoyance at myself invades my mind like a plague. I still can not believe I pulled a fucking gun on Amani.

He didn't deserve it but in the heat of the moment, I didn't know what else to do. If I had told him to stay, he would have fought me at every corner until I gave up.

I walk through the airport cautiously looking over my shoulder, scrutinizing everyone near and far from my proximity.

I'm so out of my element, if someone was to rush up behind me, place a pillowcase over my head and shove me into the back of a white van with blacked-out windows, I'd still be trying to find my voice to scream for help.

"Hello, my name is Alicia, thank you for flying with us, how may I help you?" A petite female with exotic taupe colour eyes addresses me with her focus on the computer in front of her, and her fingertips effortlessly glide across the keyboard.

I pull out one of my alias