We were all still very shaken up. I was trying really hard to concentrate on driving even though Amelia and Lexy were hysterical the entire way home. None of them could stop crying and sobbing, and even though all I wanted to do was panic as much as they were panicking because I had physically met someone from my dreams and I witnessed him kill somebody; I had to be strong and I had to get us home safely.
But when I finally managed to park the car in the driveway of the run down home, we all just sat in there for some time with none of us saying anything to each other.
My heart was going a million beats a minute, my hands were shaking and I kept seeing the sight of the bullet hole in that man's head. I shut my eyes and the tears began to flow freely. I felt sick to my stomach.
Who would've thought such a fun day would end in such a shitty way?
"What are we going to do now?" Lexy b
"Give me one more second please," I exclaimed from the safety of the bathroom as I looked at myself in the rusted and dirty mirror. I smiled as I applied the cheap red lipstick to my lips, rubbing my lips against each other to evenly spread the colour.
The old beat up wooden door swung open as Romeo and I entered the motel room. I walked over to the bed and sat down on it before I let out a satisfied groan and laid my back on it. Even though the springs of the bed were broken and it was uncomfortable, I was just glad to be lying down in a bed.
We were nearing another town and it had felt like we had been alone for decades. It felt good to finally see signs on the road indicating that we were nearby and we could find both gas and food, and I could shower and change. Well, maybe I wouldn't have the privilege of a shower but I can bath out of the sink of a bathroom like I've done so before.
Wade and I were back on the road and the sound of music playing on the radio was filling the silence in the car. I was enjoying not talking, simply, being, I guess you could say. Wade had turned the radio station to a southern one and we had to listen to country music.I'm not a
I opened my eyes again and when I looked around, I found us driving through a small vacant town- the kind of town where the homes were abandoned, withered and old. It looked haunted to be quite honest.I partly wondered how long I had been asleep because it seemed like we had dr
We were back in the car and Wade was casually driving the car. His eyes briefly on the road before his bright yellow orbs collided with my mediocre brown ones and he raised an eyebrow, "what?" he asked me with a smirk on his face even though he knew exactly what I was waiting for.