Tables Turned

Somehow Lynn managed to convince me to go to Boston with her to speak to her parents. I felt bad about everything so I managed to convince Vic to come with us also. Luckily though, our relationship was moving at a good pace and we were both relatively comfortable. Today we're at the airport to catch a flight to Boston.

I walked through security and as usual, I was fine so they let me grab my bag. "What?" I heard Vic's voice from behind me.

"I'm nervous." Lynn said as she tapped her foot on the spot.

"It's gonna be fine okay." I reminded her. She looked at me with a smile on her lips but it didn't reach her eyes.

"Oh, my God is this because I'm Mexican?" Vic's voice began to rise above a normal decibel. We both turned around to see him being searched, a completely flustered and angry face consuming his features.

"No sir, it is nothing to do with your race." The security women told him with a very placid tone of voice.

"Well my friends are both white and well I see a lot of white people being let through but then there's me, I've been searched and for what?" He demanded. "I was born in American for Christ sake."

"Sir you should.." The women began but Vic shook his head. He was really passionate about this but I didn't wanna get kicked out or miss our flights so I us to intervene.

"No, this is discrimination!" He said exasperated.

I walked over to him and put my arm around his waist and the other hand on his shoulder. "Vic honey, calm down." I said as calmly as possible. I turned my attention to the security guard and smiled as sweetly as I could. "Sorry, my boyfriend is a really nervous flyer. Could you explain what the issue is?"

"Well if your boyfriend had of let me explain then I would've told him that he didn't take his belt off, the metal in the buckle can set off the alarm." She explained with a hint of annoyance in her voice. I looked at Vic and his cheeks began to flush a slight shade of pink.

"Sorry." He muttered, embarrassed.

"Yeah, have a nice trip and try to remember to take your belt off next time you go through security." She rolled her eyes and let us past.

"Oh my God, why am I such an idiot?!?" Vic exclaimed as he covered his face with his free hand. The other was occupied around my waist.

"It's okay, mistakes are okay Vic." I said as sweetly as possible to try and ease his embarrassment. We walked up to conveyer belt and Vic grabbed his bag from it.

"I know." He said quietly.

After he picked up his backpack he leaned in and kissed me on the lips, lingering for a few seconds. "You're such a dork." I giggled and kissed him again.

"We good now?" Lynn asked with a grin on her face.

"Yeah yeah." Vic rolled his eyes.

"You guys better not be humping in my parents house this weekend." Lynn chuckled.

"We aren't gonna do that." I nudged her playfully.

"Good because it'd be kinda awkward to tell my parents I like girls and have my two best friends fucking in the room next to us." She laughed. I rolled my eyes and grabbed Vic's hand.

I stared up at the board with all the flight times and gaped at it, confused. "Lynn what time is our flight again?" I asked as I tore my eyes from the screen and looked at her.

"10:15am." She told me.

"Are you sure?" I frowned and looked back at the board.

"Yeah why?"

"The only flight to Boston in the next 3 hours is at 9:45am." I told her. She quickly pulled the bag with our tickets out of her pocket and checked the times on the tickets. I watched as the colour drained for her face.

"Oh no." She said softly.

"What time does the gate close?" I asked, fearing what the answer would be.

"9:35." She mumbled and then finally looked up. I looked at the screen and found what gate it was. 89.

"We are around gate 46." I announced to them. "We gotta get to gate 89 before the gate closes in 10 minutes." Lynn nodded vigorously and shoved the tickets into her pocket.

I grabbed her and Vic's hands and we ran. To this day I've never ran as fast in my life. It felt as though my internal organs were all going to fall out of my ass. I was panting, sweating and gasping for air as we ran through the airport. It was like something out of a movie.

But we couldn't miss this flight. There wasn't another flight to Boston until 4pm at least and it would cost 3 times as much as these tickets cost us. Also I didn't want Vic to find out how much I bought the tickets for because then he'd be annoyed that I lied.

I didn't want Vic to feel like he couldn't come because he didn't have the money for the flights so I bought his ticket and lied about how much they were. I told him $300 less than the actual price. Money isn't an issue for my family, but it is for his.

And if we miss the flight then Lynn might not get to speak to her parents and tell them the truth about her sexuality. It was all so important.

"Gate...8...3." Lynn breathed out, huffing and puffing as the sign came into view. We had 3 minutes until the gate closed.

We passed by gate 84, 85, 86 and then 87. When we reached 88 I stopped as I felt a red mist begin to take over my vision. I have a tendency to pass out when I'm in stressful situations, this was up there with the worst.

"89 is just there, come on babe." Vic encouraged me. I nodded through the tears welling up in my eyes and we reached the gate.

The guy behind the desk smiled at us and gave us a concerned look. "Why are you running?" He asked with confusion in his voice.

"Flight...leaves...in...10...minutes...don't...want...to...miss...it." I breathed out as fast as I could.

"Oh, honey the flight has been delayed 30 minutes. You're all on time." He grinned at us and Lynn handed him our boarding passes.

I wanted to scream and cry. We walked down to the flight breathing heavily. Lynn looked at me and I began laughing hysterically. Which I guess is dumb when you're so out of breath even your ass is trying to breath for you.

We got onto the plane and found our seats. I collapsed into the window seat and sighed. "I need about 300 shots of vodka now." I announced. Vic laughed and grabbed my hand.

"Me too." He mumbled.

Notes

Sorry I'm slow with this, life has been hectic