2. ch.2~ rest stop

I awoke to someone shaking my shoulder. It took me a moment to realize where I was, and who was shaking me. "Huh..? Why'd you wake me up? "

" We've stopped at a rest station. I thought maybe you where hungry or something. " he said and stood up.

" Oh. How long was I asleep? " I said, standing up with him.

" Couple hours. " he said, making his way down the aisle.

We stepped off the bus. I had no idea where we were, but I was hungry and I had to use the bathroom. I scanned around in search of a restroom and spotted it quickly. I headed over and waited in line.


After I used the bathroom, I went over to the small food court inside of the building. I was practically starving. I ordered a cheeseburger with fries and paid before sitting down in a small booth near a window. It was gloomy outside, opposite of my mood.

I was overjoyed that I'd left. I was proud of myself too, for finally getting up the courage to. I had been planning this ever since my 17th birthday.

I was pulled out of my thoughts when I saw movement out of the corner of my eye. I turned to see Luke sit on the other side of my booth. I raised my eyebrow but didn't question him, I enjoyed the company.

" You never told me why you are running away. " he said.

There goes the enjoyable company, I thought. Instead of answering him, I took a bite of my burger. Maybe if I was eating, he wouldn't press me for an answer.

He stared at me expectantly until I was done chewing. I stared back at him blankly before saying, " I don't have to. Plus I hardly know you. "

He rolled his eyes. " Oh come on, just tell me. "

" No. "

" Why? "

" Because, " I said through clenched teeth, " I.Can't. "

He huffed. " Why.Not?"

" Why do you even care?! " I raised my voice slightly.

He was quiet for a minute before replying. " Guess I don't. "

I got up from the table an threw most of my food away. I had lost my appetite after having to be reminded of Seattle. I walked out to the bus and sat down in my seat.

I put the earbuds back in my ears and leaned my head against the window. I probably just ruined a friendship that could've been something great, but that was what I always had done. I wasn't great at making friends, I was terrible at it actually.

I let out a sigh. I still had no idea where I was going, or what I'd do once I got there, but I did know that I was on my own in this journey.

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