Sixty Six

ELLEN

Screeching tires, and an old truck atop it. We were all seated in the truck as we sought after what we hoped was real; Robb's existence.

It was still confusing, or rather unclear on how Robb had managed to remain alive, after Devan had claimed that he had been thrown down the window by Cullen.

We were all quiet, including Lousy Cole who always had something to say. I handed quickly at him, as he was sat in his seat probably ruminating on what we were about doing.

"There's still time to go back, if you are afraid, Cole." I taunted, as he turned sharply towards me, with a stare that pierced through my entire frame.

"I'm not going to chicken out, I promise you." He promised, forcing a smile to his face.

"Come on, Ellen. Don't taunt poor Cole. You're going to make him scared now." Tommy joked over the steering wheel, as we both burst out laughing.

Cole hissed loudly, and turned away mumbling some inaudible words to himself. Nothing gave me as much joy,