Blue Sunsets and Whiskey. - J.Birch

Fuck Away The Pain.

"Do you want to run away with me?" He asks.

"What?"  No way I was actually going to do this.

"Do you want to run away with me?" 

"Right now?" 

"Right now." 

My heart beat speeds up. "I do. How are we gonna do it?" 

"Come back to my house for a minute, everyone is out, I have shit to grab then we'll stop at yours." He says, standing up, pouring out the bong as he rewraps it and puts everything back in his bag, as he holds out his hand again, I take his hand yet this time when we walk he doesn't let go. He doesn't let go.

This was so wrong. I felt so bad, Cass loved him. Not me. I let go of his hand as we walk, he pauses for a second before walking again. He noticed that I let go. 

We crawl out through the hole again, going back around the house before running out of the backyard as to not get caught. We continue walking, the opposite way of the school. "What stuff are you grabbing?" I ask, looking up at him as we walk, he looks back down at me. "Just some clothing and a few other things."

"Like what?" 

"Nothing." He looks away as he pulls a smoke out of his pocket and lights it, he hands it to me. I smile as I take it. Why did he want to run away with me though? Why not Cass? 

I look back up at him and he has another smoke in his hand as he hits it. 

"Why'd you ask me and not Cass?" I ask, my head tilting a little as I ask, I had a hint of curiosity in my voice as I asked.

"I honestly don't like Cass very much." He says. Why was he still talking to her then? And what made me a better option than her? 

"Why was I a better option than her?" 

"I know you. I've known you for 8 years Molly. Just because I think you're a stupid bitch doesn't mean I don't like being around you." His voice sounds cold as he speaks, making me question if he means it or not but by the look on his face I could tell he did. 

"Thank you Judd." I whisper, we walk the rest in silence. 

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10 minutes later we arrive out front of his house, only his car in the driveway. He tells me to wait outside so I do. I sat on his front porch, taking hits off the second smoke I had lit, he had one he was just inside with it. I don't know why he wasn't worried about the smell but we were also running away. 

After about 4 minutes he came back outside, carrying a second bag. It was a duffle bag yet it didn't look very full. 

"Ready to go get your stuff?" He asks as he throws his bags in his truck and opens my door. 

"As ready as I will be." I get in and he closes the door behind me before walking over to the drivers side and getting in. He turns on the car before speeding down the road, he had the song 'Fuck Away the Pain' by Divide the Day playing. I was singing to it while he was just muttering the lyrics. He had a slight smile on his face. This moment felt more like a dream than reality.

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Before long we arrive outside of my 'house.' I walk to the front door before opening it, I walk down the hall to the basement door before swinging it open. 

I walk down the stairs, my room was just the way I had left it. I sat on my bed for a minute while I think. Was I really going to run away with Judd Birch? I guess I was. I pick up my bong and empty it in the bathroom, flushing the water after, I can hear Judd's music in my room. I grab a few sweaters, wrapping my bong with one of them.

I grab my bottle of Jack out of the drawer, putting both of them into my bag. I throw a few shirts and pants into a separate bag, my charger, toothbrush, and toothpaste. I couldn't really think of anything else to grab before I look onto my desk, Tyvin's love letter.

I don't go anywhere without it. I grab it off the desk and toss it into the bag before flicking off the lights and leaving. I didn't know when I'd be back. 

I walk outside. Judd's sitting there with his window down taking hits off his smoke while he looks at me walking up, he gets out and opens the trunk for me. "Got everything you need?" He asks. I smile and nod at him. 

"Let's go." I throw my bag in the trunk and get in. Closing the door behind me. He speeds away again, he's smoking a joint as he drives, the windows rolled down and his hair is waving in the wind. He looked so hot. No I wasn't allowed to think that. I turn away and look out my own window. 

I pull a smoke out of my pocket and light it, I roll down my window. 

No turning back now I guess.