Sweet influence

Chapter 33: We'll be okay

✿Maybellen✿
Zachary stopped driving and parked outside a Hotel.

"We can't go home now, we might be found there," Zach told us.

We all got out of the car and stared at each other. We're full of blood and scars.

"We obviously need a change of clothes before we can go inside there, right?" Theodore shrugged.

Zach rolled his eyes, "Yes dumbass, we can't go in there looking like this,"

"Don't make me stab those ugly dark eyes," Theodore glowered.

"Try me hoe," Zach scoffs, his arms are folded by his chest and he's glaring at him.

"Stop it, we were all just about to die earlier and that's all you guys can argue about?" Emily fumed.

Theo looked away and stayed quiet.

"Let's go back in the car and drive to a nearby shop. I'll get the clothes since I don't look that ridiculous like you guys. If you want to argue, not now because if we don't be quick we may die," She reminded us.

I nodded my head and walked over to Zach.

"Calm down, please don't cause any trouble," I begged him, kissing his jaw.

"Can you guys do you'll love shit somewhere else?" Theo asked, running his fingers through his hair.

"Theodore Ver-" Zachary started.

"Don't start! Everyone in the car now!" Emily shouted.

Theodore shook his head, "Why are you mad at me, he was the one who started it,"

"No, I did not! You did, it's not my fault your single," Zach scoffs, moving away from me.

"Shut up and get in the car!" I yelled.

They stopped talking and put their head down. They get in the car without saying another word.

Everyone was silent Zach drove to the nearby shop. No one wanted to be the one to break the silence.

"I wanna listen to music," Theo told Zach.

"Theodore don't start,"

"Please Zachary, the energy in here doesn't feel good," Emily begged, gripping on his seat.

"You keep saying energy, what energy?" Zach stressed.

"T-the silence," Emily mumbled, looking away from him.

Zach rubbed his forehead and reached over to the radio. He turns it on and we all smiled, except Zachary.

"Thanks, Astor!" Emily squealed, wiping blood from her forehead.

This feels familiar like something similar happened like this in the past.

This feels like deja vu, maybe it's nothing.

"Stop driving over the damn speed limit, we're in blood and you don't have your driving license," Theodore uttered.

Zach put his sit back and smush Emily.

"Put your fucking seat up right now!" Emily yelled.

He quickly puts it back up, a little too far.

I giggled and turn my head to look outside. A bunch of teenagers are having a water balloon fight, blindfolded at the park. That seems so much fun and they look so happy.

That's on my list now, I want to do that with my friends. No, my family.

We arrive at the small corner shop and we told Emily our sizes. I pulled out my wallet from my pocket and gave her 200 dollars.