The Girl Who Saw

Here

I had managed to steal a train ticket that was going out from Sioux Falls to Boston. It consisted of a lot of stops and train swaps but I had it in my grip and I wasn't about to let it go.

As I waited for the train to arrive at the station, sitting on a cold bench early in the morning I watched the world around me. There was a school the corner opposite the train station. I watched the cars come and go dropping their kids off or parking and kids getting out.  A black impala drove up. 'It can't be...' I thought. Out of the car came Sam and Dean. 'It can...' I blinked and rubbed my eyes in shock. Dean walked to the other side of the car and faced my general direction. He grabbed what I assumed was his bag from the back seat. He closed the car door and the impala drove off. I could hear the engine as she drove.

He looked up at me, I swear I could see his face and all his 50 emotions he had just gone though. He couldn't possibly know it was me. He remembered me? Sam turned around and looked in my direction with Dean. 'Shit!' Just in that moment the train pulled up to the station. I quickly gathered my stuff and got into train. I sat down in a window seat and put my bags next to me. I looked back and Dean and Sam. They were still looking. Just then the train took off. I watched them as the became tiny like figurines in the distance.

I sighed and slumped back into my seat. I set my on my phone for 30 minutes. The train stopped in 35 so I wanted to make sure I was awake and functioning when it stopped. I let out a heavy sign and closed my eyes.

...

"Bzzz, bzzz, bzz-" this was one of the many alarms that woke me up this long trip. Luckily it was the last alarm. I felt like shit, this trip was so long and the train wasn't even that great. It was dark outside. Ew, I hate waking up at night after naps.

At some point on this trip I changed clothes. I had a large striped white and navy long sleeved shirt on that wasn't baggy. In fact it was the exact opposite of baggy. I had a denim jacket and baggy jeans. My hiking boots and a beanie.

I stood up and stretched. I crack my back and neck. God I need a massage or something. Train seats are not great for necks or back. Or sleep. Especially sleep. I grabbed my bags, throwing one over my shoulder and the other hanging off my wrist. The train stopped, I was the last one off and out the doors. They closed the second I walked through them and onto the platform.

I slumped over a bit, my head hanging low. I tugged on my beanie a bit. I sat down on the bench that had seemed like it just appeared in front of me while I was standing like an idiot.

When the last train arrived the sun was beginning to raise again. Finally, after this I could just walk the rest of the way. 5.4 miles, not awful. This last train ride was about 45 minutes. I set my alarm for 35 minutes and feel asleep again.

When I woke someone was shaking me.

"Excuse me, your alarm keeps going off." I groaned and reached for my phone in my pocket. "Turn it off, It's annoying." I felt my cheeks turn red.

I looked at the girl. She had brown hair and brown eyes. Her teeth were so white I felt like I was going to go blind. She had a still fresh cut on her cheek. Bruises cuts here and there, scattered over her body.

Two minutes had passed and for some reason she was still standing by me. I glanced at her and raised an eyebrow.

"Do you speak?" She asked in a condescending voice. I shook my head. In this moment she had found it appropriate to take the seat next to me. "Why don't you talk?" She asked. Is this chick nuts. I shrugged and turned to look out the window.

"Did something happen to you? Sudden death, traumatic experience, abuse, almost dying?"

"Why are you so obsessed with me." I spoke very quietly.

"So she can speak." I can't believe she heard me. "So where are you going?" I turned to look at her again.

"Back to not talking again huh? Ok. Fine..." Her eyes scanned all of me. I felt violated almost. She gasped suddenly. "Your going where I'm going! Cheyennes."

What? How? I stared at her with my mouth hanging open.

"I'm right!" She smiled to herself and say back in her train seat. "Our stop is in 5 minutes." Our?

The train stopped, the doors dinging when they slid open. She got up and grabbed one of my bags. She grabbed my wrist with her other hand and dragged my out of my seat. I just met her, what is with this nut.

When we were a foot 50 feet away from the train station her stopped and let me have my wrist back.

"Follow me from here." She smiled at me and walked into the forest. Everything I ever learned ever was telling me do not follow the nut job. But my head was telling me the exact opposite of everything. So I did, I followed this whack job I just met on the train 25 minutes ago into a dark cold snowy forrest.

Luckily my head was right because she lead me to Cheyennes and didn't try to kill me. It was a cabin, but a mansion. It was cozy looking, inviting. Someone opened the door and the girl ran to her. I slunk behind her. I could hear her talking and laughing.

When I got to the front door, the girl was gone. Standing there was a woman in her early thirties maybe. She smiled and pulled me into a hug. This is definitely not what I was expecting.

"Jackie told me you don't talk. If you don't feel comfortable talking with me that's fine." She smiled. "I'm Cheyenne." She shook my hand. Finally, I was here.