Runaways

Chapter Three

You'd be surprised when i say it took two and half hours to actually find a Mexican restaurant. We had to leave the goddamn state, at least i was able to figure out where exactly we were. I thought we would've driven a little further than Ohio. Anyways we finally pulled up to a place called Taquitos Sinaloa.  We were seated and waited for a waiter or something. Her very presence makes me miserable, i can't explain it, it just does. " Bienvenidos a Taquitos Sinaloa." Thank god, i didn't know her. " My name is Marisol can i start you with something to drink?" "What do you have?" " We have agua de tamarindo,Horchata,Jari....." "Two cokes please. How are your tortillas?" There it is, i was waiting for that. " excuse me?" "Tortillas, are they any good?" " if you are referring to our tacos we have..." "No, i am referring to your tortillas!!"  "Katelynn!!" "What? I want tortillas!" "So that's an order of tacos? What kind of mea..." "No one asked for tacos i said i want tortillas!" "Just the cokes for now. Katelynn your killing me." yeah , killing me, that's the right word for it. " what's so wrong about wanting a tortilla?" That's not what i meant by it but i guess i could go along with it. " just order some tacos. The tortilla comes with it." " but i want just the tortilla" " Katelynn you can't eat just a tortilla" "watch me" "no" "yes" "Katelynn""Ryder"

Okay one thing with me and Katelynn, sure we have a few things in common, but we can be very different. If there's one thing we definitely have in common is we are both very stubborn, and almost always, i'm the one who's right, and always get her to listen to me....most of the time. But when i say we are different, i mean different. Sure we are both stubborn yeah, we like the same music..some what, we are both complete lunatics whose mental stability should be questioned, but other than that, we are so different i'm surprised we even get along let alone love each other as much as we do. ( yes she loves me too, but not in all the same ways i love her, just some of them) maybe it isn't a surprise that we get along so well, i mean opposites attract, maybe that's why we are such good friends. Friends  god that kills me. Don't get me wrong I don't know if i'd want to date her, even if she felt the same way about me. I love her so much, but if we did get together , and she left me, because god knows I ain't never leaving her, you go out with me you're in it for life, or until you leave me. Anyways if she were to leave me, i'd die, and I don't know what would be left of our friendship. If i were to lose her in a relationship and as my best friend, i really wouldn't know what to do. I'd be lost, i'd die.

          " Just get some god damn tacos"" no" "Katelynn"  Marisol made her way back to us " are you ready?" " I'll take a tortilla" "she'll take some tacos" i was gonna pay for that later " you just had to get your way didn't you?" " i told you can't eat just  a tortilla" " but i want a tortilla!" " i'll buy you some goddamn tortillas on our way back" " you promise?" "I promise"  "So, when are you planning on telling me about this Anna chick?" Crap, out of all conversations she could've thought to start, it had to be Anna didn't it. " these are really good tacos" "don't just ignore me" "why do you want to know" "idk i just do" " don't worry about it"  " Ryder just tell me" "later, i promise" now i have to tell her, great. "How's everything?" "Great, do you guys have ice cream?" "No, we don't, but there's an Ice Cream Shop down the street" " Katelynn?" " let's check it out" "check please" i made sure i left her a good tip, i probably wouldn't have left anything, but i was feeling generous. 

We started walking towards the Ice Cream Shop Marisol had pointed out to us. It was small little place that looked more like someone's pathetic attempt of keeping a house than an ice cream shop. We were greeted by an old woman and three tubs of ice cream sat behind her. I sort of  bad  for her. She looked like the type who's husband died, and was left alone with the shop. " you look so young! What are a lovely couple like you doing out so late?" "Just out for ice cream that's all" " well it's a little late for a date if i may say how long have you two been together?"  Of course. It wasn't the first time i was asked this, well first with her being present, but still when people said it at least i knew who they were, now complete strangers are asking this? I could just walk away and die right now. " we're not together, have a nice night"  and that's precisely what i did, not the dying part, although I wish I could've died. Katelynn noticed my frustration on the matter. "Okay what was that Ryder?" " what was what?" " what you just did?" " nothing, we should probably head back." " that sounds like a good idea" 

  The ride back to the hotel was rather quite. She suspected something, I don't blame her, i was acting strange. "What was it?" "What was what?" "That bothered you about what she said" "how'd you kno...""because i know you Ryder, tell me what was it" "oh look a market maybe we can find tortillas." "Oooo pull over" she had forgotten....for now at least. I stopped at this market place i found. If i must say I wasn't so trusting of it. I went in, bought a pack of tortillas, and got the hell outta there. The place gave me the worst vibe you could even imagine. "That was quick" " they were about to close" "Ryder" "yeah? " it's open 24 hours" she laughed  "dumbass" "love you too Katelynn" "i love you" "mhm" i started the car and continued driving. Katelynn fell asleep on the way back. And you know what that means:

                                     

                                                               Quiet car=lots of thoughts what fun