Long Walk

Chapter 4

* Hey guys! Sorry i was gone so long i was on vacation with my friend Emily. She is also writing a book on Watt-pad. Its really good too! Its Called "You Saved Me" Check her out and follow her, her name is EmilyKaylin3 *

 

I packed a black backpack. I shoved everything into it. Almost every shirt and pair of pants. I grabbed sweatshirts and sweatpants.

Looking at the clock it struck 12:00 A.m.  I flung the bag over my back and headed down the hallway. I looked at pictures on the wall. I stopped in my tracks and dropped my book bag. I stared at a large photo. I was Three years old and in my Fathers arms. He was kissing my forehead as i looked down and smiled. I was curly haired and blond. I looked just like him too. He wore glasses and a Nascar hat. This photo was blown up to fit a larger frame of course. I just gazed at it. Tears built up but i blinked them away. " Hes not here anymore so just forget it." I grumbled to myself. I picked up my bag and went out the front door.

I once again stopped and turned on my heels. Staring at my house now. It wasn't big, but it held big memories. I was gonna have to leave that behind now though. I cant hold onto something that isn't there anymore. Turning back around i finished my walk down the driveway and down the road. I didn't leave a letter to my mother about where i was going or what i was doing because i didn't even know yet.  I pulled money out of my pocket and counted. Almost 300 bucks.  i gave a grin at this. I'm going to need a job but that's a problem for later on this week. Right now i need a motel.

I walked down the streets for what felt like hours. Cars passed by and assholes hung out the window asking me if i want a ride or called me a slut. I just flipped them off and walked on.  I soon reached the road to the highway. I knew there was a motel close. I looked at my phone. It was 2 in the morning.  I was tired and my feet hurt. I kept walking though.

The clunk of my boots on the side of the road gave me some hope. It was odd ,but it did. It was a reminder that i was doing this and that i could make it.

Another car drove by and came to a slow stop. I froze. It was a police car.

A tall man got out and approached me. " young lady, do you know what time it is?" He said with a smile. It was a warm smile. I couldn't be in trouble...Could i? And if i am...what did i do wrong?

" Uh yes sir i do.." I thought for a moment. I need a story. something that he will believe and he will leave me to it.  He held his hand out. " Can i see whats in the bag?" He said. I nodded and slipped it off my shoulder.

" Ummmm I'm headed to my dads house...I was at a friends house and he wants me home."  I said making up for how much clothes i had and the fact he was searching through ALL of them. " Lot of clothes? How long were you staying with this "friend" He commented.  I gulped nervously " Uh a week. Its kinda a teenage girl thing you know? ...Hang out with them and see how long you can take them until you want to kill um." I tried making a joke but it came out like i was some kinda killer. He raised an eyebrow and looked up from the clothes. " well before i leave you to your walking home I have a question for you." He zipped up my backpack and stood up straight. He was overly tall and intimidating. I practically melted in fear.  " where does you dad live? i can give you a ride." His hard policeman look disapeared and a warm smile formed. I let out my held breath in relief. " Uh He lives....uh....well heres the thing im kind embrassed about where he lives" i looked down for effect. He could be my ride to the motel. " And where is that? I wont laugh promise" He joked. I looked up with a fake glint in my eyes. " He lives in the Branchfort Motel."

Riding in the back of the cop car was kinda fun. It was a 20 minute drive of him telling me jokes and making fun of the girl that talked over the radio receiver. When we got to the parking lot is when the fun ended. " i want to meet your father so he knows you got home safe." I wanted to face Palm myself and call myself a dumb ass ,but instead i kept a calm face. " He kinda is a sleep and he doesnt like being woken up." He squinted at my response. " I don't care i want to see him." I screamed at myself in my head. " Ok let me go get my key and my father." I walked away angerly into the motel to the check in desk.

A girl stood there, playing with her hair and watching [Adult swim] on the small TV. I walked up to her and smiled with gritted teeth. " Hi I'm In need of a room for a while so i need one that you can rent out for long time with no problem." I said dropping my bag to the floor and pulling out my money. I Gave her a glance at my cash and she smiled. " OK" Her voice was already annoying. " You got room 80c" She handed me a key and went back to her show. " Rent is due next week. 100 Bucks a week"  My eyes widened. I hope i have a fucking job by then! I stormed out with the key and my bag. The cop watched me as i found my room and unlocked the door. " Hey wheres your dad?" He yelled to me as he leaned on the car door. I looked around frantically. A old guy sat outside in his chair. HE was knocked out cold. I walked over to him and pointed to him. HE snored loudly and held a Playboy magazine. I shuttered at the sight of him. The officer walked up to him and laughed a bit. " sir?" He said. The man still slept. " Sir?' He said a bit louder. the man still slept. snoring overly loud. The officer shook his head " Okay well then your home, Goodnight." he waved and left.

I went into my room and threw my stuff onto the floor. I'll unpack tommrow.  Right now all i want is....sleep.