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The island was smaller than what Mason was expecting. There were beaches surrounding the entire island, in the center a forest that went deeper into the woods. There were a few rocky cliffs and even a river than flew in between and met up with the beach.
At first, he thought that they werent going to make it. He could easily run from his problems and dig his grave beside Charrie's if he wanted to. But he didnt want to be like that. He didnt want to be the kind of person that was weak and scared of everything around him. He already promised himself and everyone he would try and get better. That meant even in these situations, he was going to do his best.
Luckily for him, it didnt take much to make a guy happy. Some clothes on, a beautiful girl at his side, and maybe the luxury of electronics, but even with the luxuries gone, Mason didnt feel too bad. Yes they could of been in France kissing before the Eiffel tower, sleeping in a five star hotel....but now they were stuck here with nothing. They had to get over the panic and just start to survive.
"Im happy that you can depend on me Char. I dont want to be that same guy that just hides behind you all the time. Remember, Im supposed to change, and right now, we need food and shelter, so let's just get through everything and hopefully we can get some shelter tonight" he watched her head off to look for food and he had a smirk on his face. He just hoped she could take in everything. They were both in a really bad condition, but Mase knew he had to build a shelter, so he decided to get to it.
He scavenged the outskirts of the forest, gathering large leaves, wood and anything else he could find. He then started tying a few trunks of the dead trees together, laying out a flooring. It would be much better if they were off of the ground. He couldnt stand having birds or bugs crawling all over him at night. After a few hours, he managed to make a decent looking hut. It had a leafy roof, a sturdy floor and it was raised about a foor off the ground. He even built a little stairway leading up to the entrance he had. The sharp rocks around the shore were useful for breaking the dead trees into the right length. It was so hot that he stripped out of his clothes, only working in his boxers. It's not like anyone could see them anyway. Charrie had seen all of him, so he didnt worry at all. He didnt want his clothes getting soaked from sweat. It was the only ones he had.
Once the hut was finished, he saw Charrie arrive with a decent amount of food. He was glad she came back safely. It looked like she was unharmed. "Im glad you're okay. We have the shelter up and the food. Let's get a fire running then?" he lifted a smile and wiped the sweat off of his forehead as he grabbed a few extra pieces of sticks that he piled together. He then frowned a little, wondering how he was going to get a fire going. He then remembered his glasses had been in his shirt pocket, luckily it was still there. Holding it up in the direction of the sun, he aimed it towards the pile of sticks, hoping it would work. In a few minutes, smoke began appearing on the food, followed by a small flame.
She heard the word ‘adorable’ and flatly stared at him. He found it cute that she was scared of fish. Well, it was the truth so she couldn’t say much about it. She was afraid of a couple of things; they just didn’t usually pop up. Mason was afraid of things too, everyone was. As long as no one but him knew this side of her, she was fine with it.
“I’m glad my fears amuse you,” She responded but smiled a little “You feel happy don’t you? That I’m depending on you when I’m scared.” He wouldn’t tell anyone about her fears. She trusted him with that. Besides, there sometimes she wanted to let loose and admit of what she was afraid of and not fake it. She just wanted to be herself around him no matter how it was. Now they were trapped on an island with no beds or electronics. She didn’t know how she was going to survive. She did not want to live like how people lived when they had nothing but mud, sticks and rocks. He said not to freak out. She was managing the best as she could. If it was up to her, she’d just go bury her own grave this instant.
“If we ever get rescued,” She frowned. She knew that they had things to do in order if they ever wanted a chance out of here. She had to fall back into survival mode and not let her spoiled rich mind get in the way. There was barely a time where she couldn’t have those luxuries. Right now, they really had to focus on making it out alive. They needed things before it became dark.
“Okay, I’ll try to find us food,” She promised. If only she had her gun here than if she saw some wild animal that was similar to a pig or a chicken, she could easily kill it. Although, she really didn’t want to take the chances of eating meat around here... If there was no other choice she would but one thing she will never eat is-bugs.
“Mase, we’re stuck on an island with no luxuries, this is far from what I pictured our vacation to be like,” She reminded. Maybe she was just being a little too grumpy. This was all going to get to her head. She was just upset that their plans got ruined. If it weren’t for that man that was in the same plane, they could be at their destination just enjoying themselves. Now, they had to get working before it became too dark.
“I’ll be right back,” She announced and smiled a little” I won’t go too. I don’t want to get lost.” She first decided to go into the woods, picking out some bushes, or trees that had some sort food. She found barriers, and made she they weren’t the poisonous kind. She knew a bit about determining if it was piousness or not. She picked a berry, laid it on the ground and took a step back. A squirrel came on and ate it and it was good for awhile until it passed out. Obviously, they can’t eat that one. She saw another one that she was sure that wasn’t piousness. She got some, found some nuts and a coconut. She had to use some rocks on the ground to get them down. If she had some kind of weapon she could have killed a bird and let that be dinner. She found a good tall stick; she knew a way to make the tip sharp by using a rock. It took a while but she did. Then she moved out of the forest and it took forever to kill the fishes. She got three small fishes and one big own. By the time she was finished the sun was going down. She crashed on the ground for a good minute.
“This is so tiring,” She frowned and turned to Mase “Need any help?”
Mason found her a little cute when she was freaking out about the fish. It was only fish, they couldnt do any harm to her. THey were afraid of her just as she was afraid of them. If they came over and saw your feet kicking, they would swim away. "I know it's not funny Char. You're just so adorable. I know Im not supposed to say that, but sometimes it's nice to see you get scared a little" he knew she hated feeling like the one that was scared, but Mason didnt care about that. She was like a little girl with fears, but sometimes that wasnt a bad thing. He liked it when she held onto him, hold him close or even just depend on him. It made him feel wanted and appreciated. That he was able to do something for her when she needed him most.
Mason wasnt comfortable staying on land either. He didnt really know what to do if there werent soft beds, or someone to call to make breakfast, but thank goodness he was a scientist. He scanned their surroundings and tried to see what he could come up with. "Char, it's alright. We'll figure something out. Dont freak out on me right now, we just need to be able to survive until someone comes to rescue us. Or we need to make sure we can have like a fire going to send a smoke signal at all times. We need to be prepared" he wanted her to calm down. This wasnt really helping him at all.
When she turned on her camping mode, that Charrie he could deal with. It was better to work together than to just give up and freak out. "Well we do need shelter before nightfall. Maybe we can build a hut or something like in the movies. Ill go find wood and ill use the string fromt he parasails to tie them up. You can look for food. In the trees, or in the water, as long as we have shelter and a fire, we'll be okay. Dont get down too much Char. It's still sort of like a vacation. I mean we are close to the beach" he did whatever he could to lift her mood up. Other than that, there was nothing much to go on. Yes their lives were at stake, but at least he was stuck with CHarrie. WHo knows, maybe they could get even closer because right now, they were more worried about living than each other.
The oddest thing about falling with him and landing in the water was that he was calm. She never could remember a time where he’d be calm in this situation. Maybe because he wasn’t. She couldn’t believe he would be. Not after falling from that height with no idea of where they are. She was the calm one, not Mason. It was really weird. He was fully taking care of things. Another odd thing... A little part of her just wanted him to see him freak out as she was. Then he laughed at the fishes below.
“It’s not funny!” She exclaimed. It really wasn’t. Those fishes could bite her or maybe their scales would stick on her skin. She shivered at the thought of them. She grabbed onto it and decided just to listen to him. She couldn’t think anywhere clear as him if she was in a state of panic. She didn’t care if she was acting really panicked and afraid. He was her boyfriend; she didn’t need to put up a fake front. He probably felt so good of himself right now. For once he wasn’t the scary cat, she was. She just hoped this wouldn’t get to his head. She decided to help him out with the sails. He came in and kissed her, she kissed him back. At least they were alive. Then her eyes went on the island. She hoped that it wasn’t deserted like on those movies. In the movies they’d usually go crazy and go cannibal or days later when everything is pretty much screwed they get saved.
“Don’t think? Oh it won’t happen again. Next time, I’ll just use a plastic fork and let the man after us chock on it. Screw my reputation,” She decided. This wasn’t good. It didn’t look like an island that was inhabited by people. If that was the case, she was going to die here. She could not last without a large bed, computer, other electronics, food and bunch of other stuff that was in her parent’s large mansion. Then she heard Mason say there was no hotels or anything. Her eyes became instantly wide.
“What? No hotels? Nothing? Are you sure!?” She yelped out and nervously paced around and tried to calm herself down. ‘Hopefully ’ he said. Hopefully they sent out a signal. Then she sat on the sand and stared blankly ahead.
“That’s it, I’m going to die here,” She decided. Maybe she was being over dramatic. She had to take it like she was back in Russia when she went camping with Heath. Well, they were forced to go camping. She knew what to do and it made it easier if it was a good climate. She felt in the verge of tears not being able to know when they could get. So much for the vacation... Maybe she’ll look back at this and laugh?
“Alright, we have to built shelter before night fall, a fire and gather some food,” She stated. Sounded easy enough. Too bad it wasn’t that easy. She groaned “What are we going to do? Are you sure there’s no one. We can walk around the island later in the morning and see if there’s at least one person. I really don’t want to be stuck here. In the movies they always go insane or get messed up before they get rescued.”
As they flew out of the plane, Mason was gripping onto her tightly. Not only had he never done something like this before, he was the scaredy cat. He was the one always running away from his problems, running away from anything that scared him, anything too difficult for him to handle, but this was unreal. They were actually jumping off of a plane and they didnt know if they would make it out alive or not! Mason was just trying to be the one in control. Yes CHarrie had more experience in all of this but right now she looked just as frightened as he was at the moment. He had to take charge and look like the one that was keeping calm. He always knew that he had it in him to handle Charrie and today he was going to prove it to her. Prove that she needed him just as much as he needed her. Her grip on him was tight, he liked it and he felt more relaxed by it. "Dont worry. It'll be okay. I wont let anything happen to you" he promised.
Taking in a deep breath, when they soon landed on the water, he swam towards her, seeing she as alright, but when he noticed the fish beneath them, he couldnt help but laugh. He wrapped his arms around her waist, using their sails as floaters. When he bunched them up together, it could pretty much carry one person. He told her to grab onto it, his arms wrapping around her waist as he stayed behind her. At first the island seemed at a far distance, so he did his best to try and keep her calm along with kicking so that they could reach the island. "Hey, hey. It's okay. They're not going to touch you. Im right here. Ill kick them away okay?" he wanted to calm her down. She was freaking out so much, it was one of the first times where he literally felt stronger than her. It made him feel good inside.
As they approached the shore, he pulled the sails in and rolled them up. Maybe it would be useful later. He placed them onto the sand and looked up at her, hugging his arms around her as he kissed her lips softly. He was so glad they were safe. It was a miracle that two inexperienced celebrities made in onto the island alive. "Dont worry. I dont think we'll do it again, but we need to find a way to get out of here" he looked around, not really sure how big it was. IT looked tiny from the sky. So when he walked towards the forest in the center, he bit his lip. "Well....there's no hotels or anything...but it is still an island. Hopefully those pilots send out a signal that we were left out here or something. But right now, Im just glad we're both alive and okay"
She knew he was right, but it still didn’t stop her from being a little jealous. When it came to these things, she got immature. She really had to fix that. She couldn’t let her respond like this. Just how she handled the fan and paparazzi situation, she had to get a hold of herself in these situations too. She embraced him and managed to bring half a smile “I know you wouldn’t. I just got a little jealous... Oh, don’t worry. I could care less about the gossip at this point. We just need to get away and alive.” If it came down to it, she’d do anything to keep them safe, it didn’t matter what.
The fear of falling down there was stronger than her fear of that man. From the start, she never remembered fearing people. It wasn’t the people she feared it was the weapons that they had. Although, this man could have a weapon and seemed to strong for her to handle. Besides, she was pretty sure she’d make the story of the year if she somehow did kill the Russian man. That would also be a little humours but then authority would get involved and she didn’t want that. The man came nearby as the stood at the edge and knew they had to get away. Get away or push the man out of the plane instead of them jumping off. But she was pretty sure that would be murder-or man slaughter if she called it an accident. Then they were off into the air. Yea, humans can’t fly. She held onto him tightly. She was really depending on him. He was really taking charge, taking more responsibility. She really felt like she can trust him on this even though she had more experience than him. Well, tomorrow’s news would be interesting.
When would they ever stop falling? It felt like they were falling from the sky from what it seemed like forever. Gravity wasn’t exactly her best friend. She held onto him, maybe too tightly but she didn’t care if she appeared a little weak around him. She didn’t like to pull up a brave act around others all the time. If she was with someone else, she’d just suck it up and pretend to be calm.
“Alright,” She muttered and found where she had to pull. She didn’t like being released by him but at least she still got hold of his hand. When he pulled the red tab, she did as well. Having pulling that, made her stomach slowly start to return. The fell into the water and she felt more safer in the water at this point than the-damn it. She looked down at the water as they floated and saw fish. Now was the time to panic.
“I’m going to die of fear,” She spoke and listened to him. Yea, there was no problem of swimming to shore now. Not if she wanted to get rid of the fishes. She sniffed “There’s fish under us...! Oh why does this have to happen to me? We’ve got to hurry. I don’t know how much for I can take of this. I can’t handle fish.” She started to swim forward and made sure they were going in the same pace. Once they reached out to shore she shook her whole body and shivered at the thought of the fish touching her.
“I never want to do that again,” She whined and looked over at him. They were both wet. She embraced him “Thank you for helping out. Really... You made it a lot less scarier.” She was really glad to have him here. Just as she was once glad to have Heath there and coming up with different methods to get out. She always pitched in and sometimes they’d follow her plans but it was great to have someone to do this with her and know what’s going on. Then she looked over at the land and wondered where in the world they were. She just hoped she didn’t land one of those stranded islands that weren’t on the map and got stuck there. She’d really lose her mind.
THey both knew that if they didnt take this man down together, that they would be captured. They needed to kill or be killed. But how could they possibly kill this man here? Mason has never killed a man before. He knew Charrie has killed people, but that was for self defense. The most he's ever down was splash acid on someone. And that wasnt even enough to kill someone. The thought of trying to fight this man just couldnt play out in his mind. He wanted to help out Charrie if he could, but he was so large and he could have found a weapon. Even if they ran out to kill him, he knew Charrie's career was at stake. What would they say when the world's sweetest and cutest celebrity just beat up a large Russian man? Or killed him? THat wouldnt be good on anyones part considering no one knew who the man was.
Mason knew that his plan was risking everything, but they had no time to argue right now. All they needed to know was how to use those parachutes without causing such a big scene. He was learning rather quickly, not only was he taking action, he was making sure that Charrie's career wasnt ruined. If she just stayed in her seat, nothing would happen. The people around them wouldnt be judging her. If he was flirting with the flight attendant though, it would be a bad reputation on his part, but none of it would ever be Charrie's fault. She wouldnt need to ask the flight attendant how to use this. She wouldnt need to yell at her if she asked why. There would be no need for questions. IT was alright if he just did his plan. He just hoped Charrie would trust him and that he didnt mean anything by it.
He was able to grab the parachutes easily. THe flight attendant wasnt any bit suspicious since she was still daydreaming, and the people didnt really know what was going on. THey didnt care either since it had nothing to do with Charrie. Although it would make a huge jealousy story in the papers.
He heard Charrie and he was expecting it. "She probably wouldnt have given it to me if I asked for parachutes. She would have been suspicious and ignore me. Dont worry. It was just to grab the parachutes, nothing more. YOu know I could never do that to you for real. Im sorry okay. I just wanted you to get out of here with the least amount of gossip possible"
WHen he took her to the edge, he held onto her hand tightly. The man behind them was already pushing his way into first class. He knew Charrie was scared. He was scared too, but they needed to do this. "We need to go CHarrie. Just take a deep breath and hold onto me" he wrapped his arms around her waist, leaning forward as he pushed them both off. He heard the footsteps of the man behind them and everyone else trying to save Charrie. Of course they thought Mason was trying to kill her now. He could see the news tomorrow. Headline: CHarrie's boyfriend flirts with another and tries to kill her by jumping off of plane! That was terrible. Either way, they had to do it.
The feeling of his stomach flying out of his system wasnt the best feeling at all. He held onto Charrie, not daring to let go. He could see them drawing closer to the water, his hands turning her around to face him. "Charrie! Just hold my hands. We're going to get ready to pull the red tabs!" he yelled into the sky. He was scared out of his mind, but something calmed him down. His life was at stake.
When he slowly released her body, he held her hands and the two of them were just spinning in the air. He looked up at her and yelled "Pull the red tab now CHarrie!" he pulled his and instantly shot into the hair, holding onto her hand so he wouldnt lose her. His parachute deploying as he safely floated into the air, falling into the water with ease. "Just stay close! to me. Lond distance swimmer or not, we have the parachutes to hold onto. And we've got adrenaline" he told her, looking around when he hit the water. He could see a small strip of land in view, they needed to swim over.
“They wouldn’t let me pass with a weapon in my bag,” She dryly reminded. He was in panic he probably forgot that they couldn’t pass security if she had a weapon on her, even if she was a celebrity. There were certain things she couldn’t even get by. She looked back behind the curtains and wondered how in the world she was going to handle it. The bigger they are, they harder they fall? Yet, if she didn’t knock the man unconscious than they were screwed. She doubts she was able to do that. Not without a weapon or almost killing him. She even doubts she’d even make a mark. Mason was right; if they didn’t leave he would attempt to kill them. She never thought of hiding an option. It wouldn’t work. What was worse if everyone else got in danger in this plane because of her?
“Okay, okay...! I’ll do it,” She exclaimed. She knew Mason probably felt like this was a life and death situation. It was but she couldn’t take it as seriously as she did back in Russia. They will get away. No matter what happened, they would. She wouldn’t allow them to be harmed even if they couldn’t jump. It’s just it’s really risky to stay. Then she watched him move the flight attendants. What was on his mind? Only be a second? Trust me? What did he mean by trust me!?
“Trust you for what?” She curiously asked. She wanted to know exactly in detail what was on his mind but before she knew it, he was with one of the flight attendants with a flirty smile and she was smiling right back as if she wanted to get in bed with him. Oh hell no... Her hands curled up to a fist. She was madder about this than that man over there wanted to kill them. His hands wrapped around her. That was it! Charrie was ready to stand up and separate them using every ounce of skill she had in her. Then she remembered he said to trust him. What kind of plan was this!? Her jaw dropped when he touched her ass. She scowled and starts swearing under her breath and restrained every bit of her not to go rip him off from her. Fly of this plane together? No need, Charrie will push her off and test if humans can fly better than planes. And then all hell broke loose in her when she touched his chest. She was going to die! How dare she touch someone else’s boyfriend!? Charrie didn’t care how tempting Mason was. Touching a girl’s boyfriend that has killed before is a big no, no if they wanted to live.
Charrie stood frozen, out of anger and fought incredibly well to stop herself from going more insane than the man that wanted to kill them. Then Mason came back with the parachutes.
“Pervert! You couldn’t have just asked her? She would have probably told you anyways! Pinching her ass, really Mase!? Maybe I could have asked. Don’t torment me like this!” She frowned and couldn’t help but whine like a child. She trusted him but she did not want to see that no matter what. She really couldn’t handle it.
“Oh okay...” She muttered as his instruction. The door opened and she felt regret all ready. She was scared as hell to try this. She gripped onto his hand even more tightly and looked down at the fall in fear for her life or that she may pass out on the way down. She was in front of him and couldn’t just turn back.
“I change my mind. I’d rather risk being on the plane,” She blurt out and looked down for a long minute. She was really just going to turn back and then he pushed her out. Her stomach was gone. It was completely gone. She screamed holding onto him. She was scared as hell. She kept on screaming until she reached to the point she was so much in shock she just became silent. Below them was water in the distance she could spot land.
“I’m not a long distance swimmer!” She screamed and then cried “I’m going to kill you for pushing me off!” She didn’t mean it. She knew he had to do it but she was still upset. She closed her eyes and kept her ears open for when he said to pull them. She wouldn’t let him go. Well, at least she can practically cross out sky diving out of list of what to do before she died. This might kill her, so it made sense that this could be the last thing she did before she died.
Mason was panicking, but he also didnt want to ruin her image. If they were going to die, it was not going to be in a plane from some random man that he didnt know. And it wouldnt be on a vacation. THat would be the worst thing that could possibly happen. The thought of not having any weapons with them was such a terrible thing.If they didnt have any weapons, what could that man have? Was he able to cover it up somehow? Or maybe he made a chemical bomb? Either way, Mason was sure he could make something in that kitchen. He just needed some vinegar, some baking soda, maybe even some water.....he could make a bomb that would stun him, or even give them enough time for Charrie to pin him down. But he just couldnt think right now. All he did was wonder when he was about to be killed.
Although CHarrie's statements made him feel much better, he was still worried that man could do something about them. He was so large and muscular. A guy like that wasnt just trained to look great. He had a reason to get revenge on Charrie. "I just thought you kept something in your bag. But you're right. Our luggage is in the cargo hold. How are we supposed to get there. This man is probably making his way from the seats towards first class right now!" he frantically spoke. "What other choice do we have Charrie? If we dont jump, he'll come in here and probably kill us. If we wait or try to hide, he might kill these civilians!" he was trying to convince her the only way out was down and off the plane on their parachutes.
"You're not jumping for me. We're jumping to save our lives right now okay. It's better than being killed on a plane on a vacation" he sighed and shook his head "You can apologize to me later. Let's just jump off of this plane and save our lives!" he walked over to the flight attendants, looking at Charrie "This will only be a second okay. Trust me" he headed over and walked her to the parachutes. Mason then smiled up at her and asked if she knew who he was. The woman nodded her head, a huge seductive grin on her face. This was perfect. He's play out the charm. He just hoped Charrie believed him.
When he wrapped his arms around the woman, his hands gripped her ass as he pinched them a little. His glare became seductive as he winked to her. "How about you teach me how this parachute works beautiful. THen maybe you and I can fly off this plane together?" he joked, but was seriously asking her to teach him how to use it. The woman instantly fell for his trap. Mason was a Nobel prize winner and not to mention he was dating one of the top celebs. She rested her hands on his chest and smiled, taking hold of the parachute as he held her close.
Within a few minutes, she taught him how to pull the tabs to release the chute. That was all he needed to know. He then grabbed the bags and whispered to her, "Someone is complaining back in coach" he pointed to the direction of the yelling man and he tossed a bag to Charrie. He could see the man just behind the curtains, trying to get through. "Let's go. The exit is this way. Dont let go of my hands, pull on this red tab when I tell you okay?" he walked her over to the door, pulling the exit handle as the door opened. He then held onto Charrie's hand tightly, pulling her in front of him so he could keep an eye on her. He's never done this before, but their lives were at risk. He took a deep breath and pushed her forward and off of the plane, his arms quickly wrapping around her waist as he held on tight. They were falling into the sky and as Mason looked down, there was nothing but water beneath them.
Well, he handled this lot better than she thought he would. To be honest, she thought he’d panic to the extreme. For her, it was just another day of having her ass on the line. The only difference between last time and this time was that this time it wasn’t as bad and that Mason was now by her. She’s got to make sure to watch out for him as Heath watched out for her. Maybe she should convince Mase to learn how to at least use a weapon or gun or something. Anything to protect himself because his chemicals couldn’t follow around him everywhere. She was calm, mainly for one reason. She learned that being in panic never helped the situation.
“Slow down! You’re not going to die. We’re not going to die. I told you, we can call the cops and let them escort us out safely. They’re not dumb enough to shoot while there are cops. I’m just afraid he’ll make an earlier attack. He won’t kill us. I won’t let him kills us, okay? I handled a lot before,” She spoke confident even though she wasn’t confident that she could protect both of their asses. Back then, she had a gun by her side. Now, she had herself. When he asked if she brought a weapon her eyes went wide.
“Mase, I wouldn’t bring a weapon onboard!” She half whispered half yelled “Okay-it’s in my big luggage and it’s not with us. And even if I did, I’d be put in prison if I shot someone. There’s bunch of people, seeing me with a weapon is not something I want in their heads. Calm down, we’ll figure something out.” Actually, she could use just about anything as a weapon. She could use a plastic fork as a weapon and make them chock on it. There were many ways if she was desperate enough. Then he actually suggested jumping off the plane. He’s lost it.
“You’ve lost it,” She declared flatly “I’m not jumping off a plane. I told you, there are certain measures I won’t go for you. One being jumping of a building even if it was budgie jumping. Two, I will not jump off a plane.” Then she starts to think of different ways but she really didn’t know what. That man was really physically strong and she would not be able to handle that, not even with her skills and adding on she had to watch Mase at the same time. It would be too risky.
“Goddamn it, this is a pain in the ass,” She groaned and looked at him “I’m sorry about this. But don’t worry; as soon as we lose him this time, I doubt he’ll be able to find us again next time. Even if he does, I’ll have people paid to get rid of the problem.” Normally at these situations, Heath would handle it. He would come up with something and so far, jumping out seemed like the next best thing than being murdered on the plane.
“I don’t know... I mean, what if we don’t land in a proper place and I don’t do very well with heights,” She spoke unsure and then she could hear some yelling behind first class. Oh yea, they were screwed. She got up from her seat.
“Okay, let’s go. Maybe we’ll land in a hotel or something or in a pool,” She tried to cheer him up. She was more nervous jumping out than she was about being killed. What were the odds of being in the same plane?
Mason just wanted to relax and finally get everything out of the way. The announcement really did help out everything. He just hoped that no one would come and bother them through first class. Was it wrong to just do what you love and want to have peace and quiet. Charrie deserved to relax more than anyone and even with all the people on the plane wanting to get a word with her, or an autograph, he was going to make sure she was okay with it. She really was used to paparazzi. Unlike him, he would of already spoken his mind about everything. Her image was still standing tall. She was nice about everything and she even said he wouldn mess it up. How did she know he wouldnt? He would just take it all in and keep calm. After all, he wasnt expecting Charrie to get famous. He thought their relationship would be the same. But he had to put up with the paparazzi if he wanted to stay with Charrie now.
When they were able to get back to their seats, he laid back and just wanted to forget about everything. This was supposed to be a vacation for the two of them, so he would start relaxing even if it killed him. The movie was a romance film, filled with lovey dovey scenes and kissing under the moonlight. Mason didnt really mind it much. But it did want to make him get closer to Char. He sat beside her, resting as he smiled.
But when the flight attendant ended up disturbing them, he sighed and glanced over to see the note. It was probably just another fan message or something. It really was irritating when it got between them though.
As he watched the movie, he turned to face her when she said something about Russia and not to panic. Now he was worried. What was she trying to say? Were their lives in danger again? As she explained, he took a look at the note and he just gulped. Their lives really were in danger, to the point of someone actually wanting to harm them for real. It wasnt just their fathers now, and its not like they could smooth talk their way out of this one.
"Char! I dont want to die on a vacation! And I dont want this to be the end of you and me.....w-we have to figure something out. We cant land....he has friends...and we cant stay here...he'll kill us...what should we do?" he glanced around for some kind of relief. "Did you bring a weapon? Maybe we can take him down....but what if there's more back there. I dont want to risk our lives. I think the best we can do Charrie....is to hide, or jump off the plane. Look over there....there's parachutes" he pointed over to the side bin. It was labeled Parachutes.
“You’re doing well. I don’t expect you to do anything but endure it. I know, I know... I feel like screaming a lot of the time but I remember that it’s not their fault. They’re the ones that got me rich and spread the word about the films. Yea, you can’t yell at them. I feel like doing it to but it does ruin the image and it wouldn’t be good for you either at all. Don’t worry, Mase. You could never mess it up,” She assured. It got a lot of time to get used and she wasn’t fully used to it yet either. Most celebrities got used to handling it or breaking down and screaming. She didn’t want to be the screaming type. She fell asleep on him and it made her forget about a lot of things going around her. But of course when she woke up and it all came up. She felt that Mason had to endure this but this is what it was like being a celeb’s boyfriend.
Once she was done with the announcement, she did notice that some would curiously look over at Mason. They went back into her seat. She decided to brush the thoughts away of what she saw. It was probably her sub conscious telling her she was still guilty for what she did but all those people had it coming. They were first to threaten her life. It was only fair. She stopped beating herself up for that. She snuggled up to him comfortably. No one was sneaking through first class anymore. Guess that announcement convinced them to leave her alone.
“They won’t bother us like before,” She assured. She watched the movie with him. It made her relax a bit more and hoped that Mason felt the same. She knew how the fame can get into a person’s head. She never understood how other people who became famous got really cocky from it. She was just simply annoyed. Her mind was sucked into the movie and the moment until one of the attendants came up to her with a piece of paper.
“A man said to pass this to you. I tried to refuse but he kept on insisting to give it to you and if I wouldn’t he’d come up here himself. I’m sorry,” She apologized. Charrie sighed and took the piece of paper from her and told her it was fine. She opened the piece of paper and read it.
‘Fame won’t make your past disappear. ’ Oh it was definitely from that man. She instantly froze. This wasn’t good. This wasn’t good at all. How in the world did they happen to be in the same plane? It’s not like he could have known because they set up the tickets just yesterday. It was probably coincidence. Yet, that coincidence could get her in deep trouble. Damn, she didn’t even have Heath to figure it out. She turned to Mason and bit her lip. How could she tell him without making him panic?
“Mase...” She muttered “I’ve got something to tell you and please try not to panic. You need to be calm and think clearly. I can’t have you panicking and I’m sorry that you’re going to be put through this. I always put you through so much but I hope you can still forgive me.” She took a long minute break before building up the guts to tell him what was going on. She first past him the piece of paper.
“Remember how I went to Russia and I said I shot people just for self defense. Well, I shot the man who sent this note’s friend. While I was making the announcement, I saw him, he saw me. He probably wants revenge. I don’t know how we end up being in the same plane. He probably would make his way to first class and risk everything to get revenge on me. I’m guessing that his friend died. That or he has people that are waiting for him at our destination-with guns. Then we’ll be followed and maybe killed. Since I love you, they’ll kill you first and then me. In conclusion, we’ve got to find the best possible way to get out of this and survive. I’m sorry I put your life in danger again,” She than took a deep breath out. There she said it. Now was the time to panic. She doubts that flight attendants could do much. Once that man was here, they were screwed. People in the organizations that were after her, are hard core when it came to royalty and revenge.
“Any suggestions? If he doesn’t go after us now, than I can maybe talk to the flight crew to get the cops and escort us safely out of the airport? But if he comes after us now...” She didn’t know exactly what to do. She’d jump out of the plane if it didn’t kill her.
Mason knew that the peace and quiet wouldnt last anymore the minute that woman said Charrie was on the plane. He knew that Charrie didnt want any of this fame, she simply wanted to make movies. And because she worked hard they were great movies, and with everyone liking them so much, her life had to be like this. Her fan s adored her, guys loved her, and people were inspired to work hard and be like her. Not to mention the love story she spoke about on the news. Now everyone just wanted to be in her life, to be able to get an autograph, or to see a famous celeb. They didnt care about how the celeb was feeling right now, they only cared about their own needs. And just look at how great their lives would be if they had an autograph from her or if she touched their shirt. It was something Mason wasnt used to, but he was doing his best for her.
Mason kept his arm around her waist and he sighed a little "Im just trying to handle it Char. There's nothing more I can do right now. It's best to be calm about it, but inside IM screaming to just get some alone time with you. I mean, if I yell right now, or blow up because people cant give us any privacy, that would ruin your image. Even mine. THe last thing I want to do is mess up all the hard work you've done" he watched her relax and soon fall asleep. Him on the other hand wasnt really enjoying this at all. He could see that everyone was trying to get a picture of her, or trying to ask him questions about her. Mason wanted their lives private. He didnt want so many people trying to but into it. Especially on a plane. "Look guys. Charrie is asleep, cant you at least just enjoy the flight" he asked politely.
It wasnt until Charrie woke and headed into the economy section of the plane. He followed after her and he frowned a little. "It's okay Char. The flight will be better. I promise" he tried to tell her, but when she began speaking and handed him the mike, he spoke softly. "Um....Hi" he listened to her explain their situation and he couldnt help but smile brightly. Charrie sure knew what to say and how to keep her image up. He was so proud of her. She didnt blow up like she usually did. She had her irritation controlled.
"COme on, let's just relax back in our seat and watch a movie. If we're busy I bet the crowds will just mind their own business" he walked back to their seat and noticed that the flight attendant was watching the two sections, making sure no one sneaked in. As Mason started the movie for the two of them, he lifted up the arm rest between them and snuggled up to her. He really did just want to enjoy the flight. He really thought nothing else was going to happen.
She was thankful that they were sitting in first class. It had everything she can feel more relaxed in. She couldn’t imagine how people must have felt staying in economy. That would drive her insane. All those people, all that noise and hell they probably didn’t even have a Touch screen in front of them or good pick of food. Although, first class didn’t solve anything. It didn’t solve the fact she had fame and people continually wouldn’t stop bothering her. She just wished for peace, quiet and be next to Mason without anyone bothering. The only place they seemed to be alone was either in that tree house or their apartment. They only had a couple of hours in their apartment with each other too. She didn’t know if it was possible to go outside without being disturbed.
“I’d love to relax but I don’t know if it’s going to last long,” She heavily sighed and then there came the announcement “See.” She really didn’t want to be stressed right now. If only her work stayed at work. As long as she breathed she was working her reputation for the whole world that watched her to judge. She really wished her fame toned down by a lot. She leaned her head on Mason with a frown, closing her eyes trying to bare the headache. He was helping here a lot with this. She felt more delighted when he told them off too. She couldn’t help but smile at his attempt.
“Thanks for helping me out and asking them to leave us alone. You’re handling this really well. I’m glad you can I was worried if you couldn’t and lose your mind over it. I lose my mind sometimes too, just not in front of them.” She glad to hear he was okay but only partly believe it. She wasn’t fine with all of this irritation, so he couldn’t be. She just hoped he would stay and help her deal with it. She never liked the thought of disguises. She just like keeping her looks but that was the only choice if they wanted to be left unbothered.
“I’ll get temporary hair dye and maybe other stuff. Anything to be left alone...” She sighed. Once no one could recognize them, they were free to do whatever they wanted. She learned a little of how to keep in hiding with Heath. Normally, you’d just go to really crowded areas or areas almost to completely empty. She end up falling asleep on Mason’s shoulder for a bit but eventually woke up again. She had enough of people peaking through to see her. Yes, she understands people wanting to see one of their favourite celebrities because she wanted to before as well but this was getting ridiculous.
“I’ll be right back,” She told Mason and got up from her seat. She then moved to one of the flight attendant and talked to them. There should have been a policy of how people couldn’t just freely walk into first class anyways. At least not this much and making noise. She asked the attendant if they’d stop from people coming through to her seat, politely of course and that got them done. She came back into her seat but after a couple of minutes, people would try to sneak by.
“This is driving me insane,” She groaned and came up with another plan and glanced at Mase “I’ll be right back. This time, this better work. If I give them what they want than maybe they’ll stop bothering me.” She got up and then asked the attendant to make an announcement and appear in economy and talk. They allowed her. She then went back to Mason “I know you probably don’t want to do this. But please do this with me, just so that maybe they can quiet down.” She caught his arm and pulled him out of the seat and practically dragged him along with her to the economy with a microphone.
“Hey guys, I’m Charrie. I hope you’ve been enjoying your flight. I understand I have some fans on the plane. I’m glad that you all support me and help me built up my career. I’m here on vacation with my boyfriend, Mason. Say hi, Mase,” She spoke with a smile and passed him the microphone and waited for him to say something. Until he did she brought the microphone back on her.
“I already explained my story with Mason expect, he’s not as weak as I described him,” She stated and talked just a little bit more and answered some questions and then finished off “Okay, now that I’ve gave you my attention, I’d like for you guys to let me spend time alone with my boyfriend. It’s great that you came up to first class to greet me but now I want to have our own private time. Thank you giving me your attention and have a nice flight.” She ended and some cheered. Her eyes scanned the crowd and suddenly she picked out someone that made her worried. No, they couldn’t be. They just couldn’t. She caught Mason’s hand and tugged him back over to their seats. She sat back into her seat and looked at him “I’m sorry I dragged you into it. I just thought if they saw you with me, they’d understand to stop bothering us.” Then she sighed and her skin color started to fade into white. That man she saw in the crowd looked like the friend of the guy she shot back in Russia... It couldn’t be, could it? It was all over, yes but people tend to go for revenge. Well, as soon as the plane landed, she should make a run for it, to get away form the fans and to get away from that man if he was the same man she thought he was.
When Charrie said he had an awesome body, that made him genuinely blush. SHe's never complimented him on anything before, and he was just glad she liked his appearance. He did try hard to match up to her beauty, even though he thought in his mind that he was just some average guy. Of course he wouldnt look another girl. And he stayed loyal to Charrie. As long as she wanted him around, he would be there for her, whether it was to fix up the relationship, or to just be that guy she needed, he would be there.
As they walked through the airport, Mason kept a calm face on. There was nothing to be afraid of right now. They were just two ordinary people in an ordinary airport. WHy did they need to look so worried. And as they moved, no one seemed to notice them. Thank goodness. They made it to the gate just fine. "Dont worry I put in first class. I know how much you dont want to be in that ratty and noisy area. Plus we got the money" he held onto her hand tightly, walking her towards the flight attendant. When she noticed his face she didnt seemed to shocked to see him. That probably meant she didnt know him at all. He wasnt surprised.
WHen she scanned Charrie's ticket, he bit his lip, soon seeing the woman's face lighting up. She was giggling and as Charrie begged her to stop, she let them enter the gate without a crowd following them. As they were led to their seats in first class, there were only two seats beside each other. Helping her place her bags into the bins above them, he let her have the seat beside the wndow so no one could bother her. He was still protective of Charrie, and he wanted her to know he would take charge and make sure she was okay. "You just relax. We're on the plane now. Nothing to worry about" as he laid back, he heard the sound of the pilot and then he frowned and looked around him. THe flight attendant didnt keep her mouth shut for that autograph.
Mason could see the people staring at them....well....her and then a few people started walking by to ask for an autograph or a picture. "Hey. Sorry guys. Charrie is just trying to relax and enjoy the flight, as should the rest of you. Please just treat her like a normal person. She doesnt want to be bothered at the moment" he tried to shoo everyone away. "It's okay Char. Dont worry about it. Im okay. When we get off maybe we can buy some disguises or something. I really just want to spend the day with you" he sat back and just closed his eyes. Hopefully no one tried to push their way through to see her. All he wanted was a vacation. All these people walking by and gasping just made him more irritated.
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