You Me Gas Station Novels & Stories

I replied and we got our order in a couple of minutes. "There's a gas station right here, fill us up and I'll get some stuff from the mart." Storm pulled into the gas station. "Sure." I alighted, some fries in hand, munching happily. I grabbed the nozzle, inserting it into the tank and watched it read, still snacking on my fries. A kid from the car across the pump stared at me as I munched lazily and we started an unspoken staring contest, which he lost. I made a silly face before stopping the nozzle and hooking it unto the pump.

To clear my head. I stepped outside and locked the door behind me, my breath fogging up in the chilly air. Dusk had swallowed the sky, casting a blue haze over the narrow road that ran through town. I spotted an old gas station across the street, its fluorescent sign sputtering. A “convenience store” sat next to it, the kind that probably sold expired bread and questionable coffee. I walked toward the gas station, my boots crunching on gravel. A battered pickup truck rumbled past, its headlights barely flickering as it disappeared down the winding road toward the woods. I squinted after it.

"Serena, are you sure you are okay? Are you sure those bastards didn’t hurt you?" I took a deep breath, trying to steady myself. "I'm fine, Kaden. They didn't lay a hand on me." He wrinkled his nose, his eyes darting around the run down filling station as if just realizing its shady state. "Why on earth did you come to get gas here? This place looks sketchy. And the security cameras... they're broken. Those men could have gotten away with whatever they wanted, and no one would know. Plus, this area is so secluded."

She felt a sense of awe wash over her, as she watched the sun slowly set over the horizon. ----------------------------------------------------------- After a few hours of driving, they came across a small town. Emiliana felt a sense of relief wash over her as they pulled into a gas station. As Jace filled up the car, Emiliana went inside to use the restroom. As she entered the small building, she noticed a poster on the wall. It was for a local charity event, a fundraiser for children in need. Emiliana felt a surge of inspiration washes over her. "Jace, look at this," she said, pointing at the poster.

"Yeah, besides I also don't know where to go if I don't live here with you guys, but I'm only here for a while, I also still have to get to know your son and of course you two, my life is already a mess so I don't want to be in the middle of this commotion" "Thank you El" Jake said and Eleven was silent.

My mother makes three million dollars a month overseas, yet my monthly allowance is only ten dollars. When my father confronts her about it, they nearly get a divorce. My brother, Peter Thorne, takes pity on me and secretly gives me some money. However, he is punished for his actions. Hence, every time I get so hungry that my stomach feels like it's digesting itself, sheer resentment wells in me toward my mother. I hate her for being so ruthless and cruel, for giving birth to me yet being unwilling to take care of me. And then, one day, I receive a video call from myself ten years into the future. I eagerly ask, "How is life for me ten years from now? Did I finally cut off all ties with

I accelerated my speed towards my destination which was a few blocks away. I parked my car in a gas station, a few meters from my destination. I put on a black hoodie and a pair of dark glasses to conceal my identity. The owner of the gas station who was an old geezer was used to seeing me around the place. He knew me by my alias...Roman, since that was the name I used whenever I visited. "I see you visited again." His thick Latina accent resonated as soon as I got out of the car. "Yes. Keep an eye on the car, will you?" I addressed him while placing a bunch of banknotes on his palm then scurried away.

I said, "So calm down before I throw you out of my car!" He stared at me in disbelief, "How can you find humor in this!" He exclaimed. I only shrugged in return, "I find humor in everything. That's what keeps me sane." I said, "You should try it sometimes." Roman started calling, interrupting our conversation. I pressed answer and his voice echoed in the car, "Hey guys, they finally stopped." "They're still in the car, I think they're waiting for someone." Emma added. "Okay send us your location," I said, "Keep an eye on them and tell us everything that happens."

I never understood how she did it, but whenever my girl touched me, she made my muddled brain drop every confusing thought so it could think clearly. "There might be gas left down there." I leaned over the roof wall and analyzed the gas station, finding a yellow gas cap on the asphalt that led to the underground storage tank. There was one big problem with that. I would have to find a decent hand pump before getting one drop of gas out of it. "Maybe, but don't you think it would be empty by now. People probably drained it a long time ago." Casey's arm grazed mine as she stood next to me.

Occasionally Aiys notices Juna, who is still calm in driving. I'm still trying. Trying to open, Opening a new Eid Enough, me and you Without him!