Lot of strange coincidences . . .

It was my first time traveling abroad. I had a few experiences with flights. My motion sickness made every trip difficult for me. At the airport I was nervous, but I gave off a confident vibe so that mom will not be concerned about my stay abroad. I hugged everyone and started off. After all the formalities with luggage and verification, I walked towards the stairs. Before going out of sight from my parent, I waved them a happy goodbye with a wide smile. Mom was already in tears, sister was holding her and dad was just waving back.

Once I went out of sight on stairs, I sat down to catch my breath. My heart was beating faster. Within no time tear started rolling down my eyes. I was covering my face. A hand patted my head and gave me a tissue. I saw only the legs, with dark blue jeans and a white sneakers.

I took the tissue. "Thank Y.." . He turned around and left. I was not able to see his face. He was also wearing a hat. I sat on my seat and looked around to see the faces of everyone. My adjacent seat was still empty. After quite a long time , the man who gave me tissue boarded the same flight. He walked towards me. He was also wearing a mask this time.

Isn't he being suspicious?

He sat next to me and handed me a lemon. What !? .

Puzzled - "No , I'm fine."

With a calm tone , "You'll need it".

"Thank You."

His voice was rough yet calm. It seemed to be from a person who doesn't talk much. He was at least 180 to 185 cm tall. From how the jacket looked on him, one could tell that he is well-built. I tried to look at his eyes at least if he was not willing to take off his mask. He had sparkling grey eyes that looked like lucid marbles.

"wow !" – I blurted in awe

His left brow had a cut. I saw this somewhere, but couldn't recall. None of my friends had such a brow. Strands of hair fell lazily on his eyes. His long fingers, pulled them aside as he turned at me.

"Excuse me ?"

"No no , I didn't mean you." -- I was unsure of how to end this conversation.

" Thank you for the tiss.."

"I have to sleep. I expect peace of mind."

Damn! that was rude. He could have just said that he was tired and in no mood to talk. I felt like was a fangirl of his. Handsome men are a handful.

His perfume had a unique smell. May be it was his body scent. There are only a few men in this world who do not use perfumes while traveling. I decided not to talk to him anymore. I had to change two flights in between. In both of them that tissue helper was there. Strange

After reaching New York Airport, we parted ways. It was not like we were walking together. It didn't even look like he was following me. Lot of it looked like coincidence.

I walked towards the exit and hailed a taxi.

I sat inside the taxi. There was a weird fruity smell in the car. He put on a mask. I started feeling suspicious about this . I slowly slid towards door and reached out to the handle.

wooh!

Another hand grabbed the handle from the outside. A man with a well-build physique, wearing a black jacket, black jeans and a mask hastily pushed me aside and entered the car. I was stunned . I started to shout. He forcibly shut my mouth with a cotton cloth. No it was not the helper. I could tell that much from the body scent and eyes .This cloth again had a different smell. His rough hands, held onto my neck from behind, placed his one gigantic leg on mine. Within no time I dozed off.