5 Indigo

It had been hours and I managed to sleep a little bit but wasn't completely comfortable because I was afraid something was going to happen to me or he would find me at every stop, I was afraid to close my eyes out of fear that I would still be back in the apartment and all this would be some dream.

Stoping at a small bus stop/gas station in the middle of Oklahoma I get off the bus to get something to snack on and drink and to stretch my sore body out.

I'm standing just outside the stores main entrance when four beautiful black H3's pull up to the pumps.

I watch as I take a sip of my coffee as six men get out of three of the cars.

The men walked in three lines as if the two in front and the two in back where protecting the other two in the middle.

I can't see their faces but you can tell you don't want to mess with them, any of them even the bodyguards looked like they could rip your head of with a single pull.

I step away from the entrance allowing them to pass just as there getting closee one of the men in the middle looks at me well I think he's looking at me but his sunglasses block his eyes.

The man smirks then turns back and enters the store.

I get back on the bus and take my seat just as the driver closes the door the four beautiful cars speed by and out of site.

After hours on the bus and many stops, we finally pull into the bus station in Houston.

I grab my suitcases from the sidewalk where they had been placed and walk towards the exit unsure of where I'll go.       

The clock on the wall says it's 2:47am which means I don't want to be walking around downtown at this hour but with no where else to go I'm going to have to.      

I could always stick around the bus station until the morning but this place gives me the creeps.    

I walk out into the humid night air looking left then right, I mentally flip a coin then start walking right further into the heart of downtown Houston.

I pull my small but heavy suitcases behind me for a few more blocks passing by nice hotels and contemplate staying in one of them but I really don't want to spend all my money on one or two night of comfort and be left with nothing.     

With a huff I decide to keep walking around some more slowly I start to loose hope in finding anywhere to stay. 

Not wanting to give up I keep walking for a few more blocks until I realize I've been walking around all night because it's now morning, feeling defeated I'm about to give up when I spot a small dinner with a bright neon open sign above the door and I feel a small amount of relief wash over me.       

The bell chimes above the door as I enter and take a seat at one of the booths in the back pulling my suitcases under the table and resting my feet on them.

"Hey doll face what can I get you" the waiter says holding his notepad out in one hand and a pen in the other while smacking his gum like he'd much rather be somewhere else.    

"Hi Um can I just get a coffee and a small stack please" he writes it down then shouts it out to the cook completely defeating the purpose of writing down my order in the first place.

I expect him to walk away as another customer walks in but he surprises me and sits down across from me and strikes up a conversation.      

"Where you from girl"

"I I'm um from New York" I say tucking a strand of hair behind my ear then I start fidgeting with my fingers.     

"Did you just get in or are you heading out" he asks glancing down at my suitcases.       

"Oh uh just getting in" I say leaning back in the booth trying to act somewhat nonchalant.      

"Do you have family here in the city" he asks me and I shack my head no.     

"Honey do you have someplace to go" I look down and shake my head no again feeling embarrassed and not wanting to see the pity in his eyes.