Collision Of Keith & Dawn (COMPLETED)

Chapter 34

Do you ever wake up with a sudden craving for Haribos? Well I do. It's 3 am and I am in my car, on my way to the nearest petrol station. I do have to say my outfit is just slaying life. My black pj shorts, along with my batman hoodie, my bright neon fluffy socks and my combats. Oh and lets not forget my squared, black rimmed glasses.

Obviously my sudden craving isn't without cause, you see my satanic blood sacrifice was due real soon. Satan would be stopping by very shortly, wasn't I just lucky. Why couldn't men get periods too? Let them bleed from their dicks for a week every month. Come on let's be fair here. EQUALITY RIGHT?

I tapped my fingers on the steering wheel, singing to the radio. Then 'Bloodsport' by Raleigh Ritchie came on. I leaned my head on my palm, which was perched up against the window. This was the first song Keith ever sang for me. The nostalgia was really messing with me, I didn't know what was wrong with me, one second I was fine and then it was like I was dying all over again.

Another few days had passed, luckily I saw no signs of the black SUV that was following me around. Keith had also managed to do as I asked. It was like he never existed, my friends didn't talk about him around me. I saw no signs of him either. I didn't know if I should be happy about that or not. Just because I wasn't crying anymore, didn't mean I had healed and was ready to move on. I loved him and that was it.

I parked in front of a gas station and hopped out. The warm wind tickled my legs, despite it being this late the weather wasn't bad. I pushed open the glass door and made my way to the candy section. Pouting my lips I scanned over the selection, choices like this were the hardest in life. "There we go" I said once I located my favorite. Haribo sour spaghetti strings. I walked to the till, smiling when I saw Speedo.

Now Speedo was probably the most interesting guy you could ever meet, he provided the alcohol for everyone back in the days. Now before you think he's some sketchy dude, Speedo was offered a full ride in Harvard, Columbia and Yale. Yet he stayed here, in good old Oklahoma. Why? Well no one knows. No one even knew his real name, when someone asked him, he'd smirk and say 'It's Speedo". Not only did Speedo have the brains, the personality and the alcohol. Speedo had the looks too, he was only 19 and already looked like an Abercrombie model with a hint of hippy to him. He had eyes which were the color of the morning sky, browny blonde hair which he always had in his famous man bun which even I was jealous of. He had gauges and snakebites, with a jaw so chiseled it could be an art exhibit itself.

"Hey Snow" he greeted as I dropped my Haribos on the counter. Snow was a nickname he gave me when we met. Said it was because my hair and skin were so white it reminded him of snow. Strangely I liked it. "Hey Speedo, How's it going?" I sent him my most sweet smile. "I'm great, especially now that I saw your cute face, what about you? I heard about Keith". I smiled sadly, "Yeah, It clearly wasn't meant to be" I said adding a small laugh at the end. Speedo leaned on the counter, his face close to mine.

"I don't know what happened, but I always saw how much that kid loved you Snow, It all just doesn't add up" he frowned. "That's what I keep hearing, I guess he loved drugs more than me", "I could sort it out for you Snow, just say the words" his tone dropped, turning serious. I shook my head, "Thanks Speedo, but it's really no need". He pulled away and started scanning my haribos. "Well it's his loss, you're a great girl" he added brightening up the mood. I smiled, "Thanks", "And I'm a great guy, I think you and I should hang out sometime, catch up" he added smirking.

I laughed, "Yeah, I'm sure you just wanna catch up", he shrugged, "I'm a gentlemen". I laughed again, "There we go, I love your laugh, it's fresh and doesn't sound like a cat being skinned alive" he complimented, "You love everything Speedo, now hurry up and give me my sweets".