Chapter 7

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"Let's just, go." He starts up the engine and starts going again. Pretty soon we're on the road once more. I start reading myself, I read a book I already read and continued.
"Will, why don't you want to talk about it?"
"It's not important." He makes a turn.
"Why won't you tell me?"
"I already told you, I don't fucking want to talk about it."
"Fine, fine." I turned around, put the book down, and look out the window. Hours passed before he says to me,
"Sorry, I'm sorry."
Now my head is resting on my hand as I stare out the window.
"You used to never yell at me. We used to never fight. What's wrong Will?" I asked without looking away.
"I'm serious, I'd," he looks down like he's ashamed.
"I'd rather not talk about it. Let's stop at the gas station."
"Okay." We fill up the car with gas. I use the bathroom and buy more food even though we still have more than enough.
Pretty soon after a few silent hours I fall asleep again.
I woke up and the car was parked. It was dark out. Will was in his seat and woke up after I did. He looks at me lovingly and says to me,
"I love you so much, Robin." Then he sits up to kiss me. I kiss him back and pretty soon we're laying across the seats making out.
"Let's move to the back." He says.
So we do. Pretty soon he grabs a blanket from the trunk and the box of condoms. He holds up the box and shakes it a little.
"Told you we might need them." We laugh and he kisses my neck. He slowly helps me take off my clothes and I help him take off his. He starts off with body kisses, moving downward until my stomach and blows a raspberry into my stomach. Before putting on the condom he traces my body.
"Ow, ow."
"I'm sorry, it's okay, it's okay." He whispers back. He becomes more gentle.
For the next few hours it's silent. Not the bad silence we've been experiencing lately but the good kind. The kind you feel when everything is okay. The kind you feel when everything is alright.
Soon we're laying skin to skin and I'm on his chest again. His legs are tangled with mine. I lay my head against his heart but for some reason it's fast. Abnormally fast. I feel mine too and its almost as fast. I fall asleep to the sound of his heart beat.

I woke up again but this time he's right next to me. I slowly get out and put on one of his shirts. I put my hair in a bun and I start driving to a gas station. This one has showers. I run in to shower quickly and I come back before he wakes up, I'm in the same T-shirt and in a bun again. I kiss his forehead and start driving again. After a few hours we reach Illinois. He wakes up and puts on a pair of boxers. He kisses my cheek and climbs to the passenger seat.
"Good morning sleeping beauty." I said as I quickly glanced at him then back at the road.
"Good morning beautiful, where are we?" He asks.
"we're heading to Chicago, then I don't know where we're going. It's your idea."
"How long until we get to Chicago?"
"God, you're sexy. In about half an hour."
"Let's stop at that Taco Bell."
"Okay." I pulled into the parking lot of the Taco Bell.
We order a 12 pack and split it. I get the soft shells and he gets the hard shells. We get it to go and eat it in the car. This time he's driving again.
We finally reach down town Chicago and he parks at a meter. We quickly puts on more clothes and head out.
"We have 3 hours to explore." He says. We walked a few blocks and saw some street performers. We stopped at the face towers where water fell down. He runs in and stops at one of the towers before he looks at me and motions me to join him. I took a quick picture of him in front of the towers before I join him. We play around a while before we start walking again.
We reach the bean before I took a picture of him in front. We explore it under and walk around it. Soon we leave. We wander around the streets of Chicago and we soon encounter a street performer again. He had a guitar in his hand and a microphone in front of his guitar.
Will goes up to him. I take a picture of the two of them together.
"Can I try?"
"Don't break it." We laugh and as he hands Will the guitar.
"Come here Robin. Let it Be. Okay?"
"Okay." I walk to the microphone.
He starts playing and soon after I start singing. A whole crowd of people start swarming around us.
We get a lot of money for the performer who offers it to us. We reject it before leaving and thank him for the great time.
We walk around some more before we go back to the car.
"How much money do we have left?"
"A lot."
We get driving again and he doesn't stop until we're in a parking lot during midnight.

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