Living for the fat girl [Book 2]

Part 34

Sorry for the long(ish) wait! Hope you enjoy <3

Angelina Jolie as Seth's mother ^^^^

34. Arya

I balance my phone in my clammy hands as I stare at the tiny blue airplane lit up on the screen. I am tempted to just press it, deactivate airplane mode and check if Seth finally called. I had been up all night, texting, leaving voice messages and trying to reach him via phone call but he just wouldn't answer. No matter how many times I tried to repeat Sam's calming words in my mind, they couldn't calm me down any longer. What if there actually is something going on. What if he's cheating on me? It's not hard for someone like him to find someone better.

As I lay awake last night, I saw Seth in my mind's eye. With every twist and turn, there he was; Seth with a tiny blonde wrapped around him naked, tangled in a mess of sheets, Seth making out with some gorgeous but barely dressed club-goer, Seth... Seth... Seth... and it was always him being too distracted to answer my calls.

At night those insecurities couldn't be held back by the strongest minds.

Now I am sat on a plane, counting down the minutes until arrival. I know Sam's waiting for me and I know that whatever he has to tell me has to be bad. He wouldn't make such a fuss about it otherwise. He called me this morning just before my plane departed but I declined the phone call and listened to his voice message later. He tried to play it cool but I could hear the tension clear in his voice.

Whatever it is, it's probably not as bad as being ignored by your boyfriend.

Once the plane lands, I unhook the safety belt and jump from my seat. My overhead luggage hits another passenger in the head as I pull it down but I am already squeezing myself towards the exit. Earning myself annoyed looks, I storm past an elderly couple and out of the plane.

Tedious minutes pass as I make my way back into the airport, through security and finally, finally reach the arrivals. I immediately spot Sam as he stands waiting for me. He's looking around for me as I approach him. Once his eyes settle on me, a grin spreads across his face. I only manage a pathetic little half smile.

"There you are," he greets, wrapping his arms around my body and squeezing tightly.

"Here I am." My voice is raspy and I only now realize how tired I really am.

"Come on, let's get you home. You look like you haven't slept."

"Because I haven't," I stifle a yawn behind my hand as Sam takes my luggage from me.

We head towards the parking garage. I resemble a zombie more than a human being now as I noisily drag my feet towards Sam's car. He chuckles as he stores my bag in the trunk and slips into the driver's seat.

"I might have to make a phone call. You don't look like you're up for this today." I shoot Sam a look that could kill. "Alright, calm down. What's wrong anyway? Sleep deprivation is one thing, you looking like you're about to burst into tears is another."

I try to keep my face impassive but my wobbly bottom lip betrays me. Taking a deep breath in, I choke down the tears. If I start crying now, I may not stop until I get to see Seth again. Whenever that may be. God, this is bad. This is really bad. I need to get it together!

Sam gives me time to compose myself.

"It's Seth," I finally say. Sam rolls his eyes and scoffs.

"What has he done now?"

"Nothing! That's the problem. I still haven't heard from him. It has almost been two days now. This is not like him and..."

"You're worried?"