Nobody's Hero | ✓

~Storm~

This is dedicated to BazingaMoonPie, as is one or two other chapters, because she's an active reader and she seems really nice :) her works are amazing as well, so go check those out.

Also, this is the second last chapter and after that is posted there will be a short epilogue. Just so everyone knows there will not be a seuquel to this book.

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~Storm~

I looked at the room like a hawk stalking prey. It was pretty normal;cream walls, cream sheets, brown wood dresser and old looking TV. Pretty good for a cheap motel off the side of nowhere, I thought. I set a pile of clothes on the bed closest to the door, as if to claim it with the small portion of clothes I'd hauled in from the van for tomorrow. Nikki had a small pile too and ran over to the twin bed on the other side of the room by the window, she set her stuff on it too. Wilbur had his football bag slung over his shoulder and he looked around sadly. 

"It's fine." Nikki said "Irma wouldn't mind sharing." 

I squinted. Who ever said anything about Wilbur and I sharing a bed, what about Nikki and I...we'd been friends for nearly five years. But, Nikki insisted. Wilbur looked hesitant but he set his bag at the edge of the bed anyway and sat down on it beside my clothes. 

"Come on guys. It's not like you haven't slept together before." Nikki let her arms fall to her sides in dismay. 

The words "slept" and "together" practically made my entire body sting. How could she use those words in that sentence?! It was obvious she didn't mean sleep together, sleep together but it still bugged me thinking about how now, we never would. 

I cleared my throat abruptly, trying to fix the awkward silence. Nikki grabbed the remote from on top the TV and flopped on her bed. I sat criss-crossed on the floor beside the bed, resting my tired head on the edge of the mattress. 

"Let's see what crap channels they have here." Nikki laughed, sticking her tongue out as if she was having difficulty changing the channel. 

The first one she flipped to was a boring news station with a man who had too much hair gel and a woman who looked to be about 1,000. I groaned. She changed it quickly to a sports channel. I saw Wilbur sit up out of the corner of my eye. 

"Oh man!" He pointed to the TV "They're kicking those guys' butts!"

I laughed. Boys were such losers. Nikki made fake gagging faces and changed the channel again. It was on a commercial about shampoo that made you "easily gorgeous every day". Yeah right. Let's see it work on me.

"What channel is this?" I asked. Nikki shrugged and switched to the guide. 

She slapped a hand over her mouth. "It's that stupid music channel from the 90's called MusicNow." 

We all laughed thinking about some of the dumb songs. We waited through another hair commercial and a diaper one until an actual song came on. 

I read the tiny print on the left corner. All The Good Ones - Girls 4 Real. What a stupid band name. We all waited again at the edge of our seats for it to start. 

It began with a bag drum solo and then something that sounded like the triangle, finally the lyrics. 

My mama' asked me what do I wanna' knooowww-knooww.                                            

I said mama  please tell me why

Tell me why why why

Are all the good ones gayyy