get scared

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"reya where have you been? I thought you were dead or something!" Ronnie yelled at me as  I walked in the door.

"or something" I mumbled and shoved past him. he grabbed my arm and pulled me back around.

"I asked you where you were"

"Oz"

"Oz isn't a real place"

"never land"

"yah and my mom is the queen of England"

"how would you know?"

"what the fuck is with you!? knock off the attitude"

"what the fuck is with me? why don't you stop caring about me, and keep to yourself; just like everyone else. why don't you stop giving a shit about whether the things you or I do have an impact on me mentally or physically, it is none of your business what the fuck is with me" I yanked my arm out of his hand and left him standing there as I walked to my room.

I locked the door, put my headphones in and turned the volume up as much as I could and fell asleep.

i was awoken by the sound of a crash. I looked around but saw nothing. a flash of light lit the dark room then another loud crash/rumble. thunder I thought and went back to sleep.

"reya wake up, we're leaving" Ronnie said as he shook me to get me to wake up.

"how the fuck did you get in here? I locked the door"

"that isn't important, get up, get your most important things and we are leaving"

"what? why? where are we going? why? are we coming back?"

"just do it, NOW"

"okay, okay I am"

I packed my phone, iPod, chargers, sketch book, pencils, pens, notebooks, my favorite clothes, my pictures, and stuffed them in a bag. I grabbed my three guitars and put the one in its case the electric's strap on it and hung it over my shoulder with the bag. I reached under my bed and grabbed the box, violin case containing the violin that Jinxx gave me and walked out of my room to see Ronnie waiting and the top of the stairs.

"what are we doing? where are we going?"

"you really need all of those?

"you said most important, I have most important"

"fine come on" Ronnie practically jumped down the stairs and I went down as fast as I safely could.

when I got out the door and to the car Ronnie took everything out of my arms and stuffed them in the back of the car and slammed the trunk shut. I ran up to the passenger side door and got in. I didn't even have the door all the way closed before Ronnie pulled out of the driveway.

"once again, where are we going?"

"Vegas"

"what? why? I could have packed better than that!"

"you could have, you didn't"

I took out my iPod and put my headphones in. I opened the various artists folder where I hid the escape the fate folder. I tapped shuffle and the first song to play was "forget about me". perfect.

after a while I took my headphones out, turned my iPod off and shifted around in the seat. we have been on the road for like three hours and the road signs still say more than one hundred and fifty miles till Vegas.

"why are we going to Vegas anyways?"

"because"

what the fuck is going on? I thought to myself Ronnie wont say any thing except that we are going to Vegas, he wont tell me why, i had to back my things quickly, we left very suddenly. this is getting suspicious.

"what did you do?" i asked Ronnie

"uh nothing"

"then why did we have to leave? why wont you tell me why we are going to Vegas? why'd we leave so suddenly?"

"because reasons now stop talking 'm trying to uh concentrate." I stare at Ronnie for a couple more seconds then looked out the window to see the barren land. wow Nevada, you are something.

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