One Way Out

~Chapter 9~

"You can't see him anymore Ana. That's the end of it!"

"You're not my mother."

"You want me to tell her?"

"She's not my mother either!"

"Fine! I'll tell the crack mother you were so fond of." My hand makes it way to her cheek. The imprint is left on her face as it turns red. "Don't talk about my mother like that again." I hate her right now. I hate being restricted. I hate being told what to do.

"Okay, stop. Nicki, Cole's not a bad guy. Just let her be." Aniya defends me. Nicki came to confront me. Something about a bad influence. She doesn't even know him. Cole is a sweet heart.

"No! Aniya, you don't know any better then she does. You are lucky our parents aren't here or-"

"Or what, Nicki? What are you gonna do? Just leave me the fuck alone!"

My blood pressure rises through my body. I feel the heat over me. "I need to get out." I need to get out now. I step up and run downstairs. Nothing is on my feet but a black pair of fuzzy socks. I hear Aniya calling me back but my feet don't stop moving. They lead me out our front door into the the evening outdoors. It's cold. My attire is a sweatshirt and pajama pants. Not very proper for this weather but I walk down the street.

I've had to walk at least a mile by now. I left my phone in the room but it had to be close to an hour. I sit on a bench near a bus stop. I just sit their and rub my hands. Im tired.

The sky is quickly turning dark. It's cold. You can see my breath in the air. I'm prepared to get up until a woman sits next besides me. "Long night?" Her hair is blond like mine but I assume hers is natural. Its longer than mine. I didn't see her eyes for she wore sunglasses. "I suppose."

"It all gets better soon enough", is what she told me. I don't know how much I believe her. Personally, all things are broken. "Sorry but do I know you?"

"Unlikely. But I can't help but sit next to a beautiful girl in distress." This woman seems strange. Very strange. "What's your-"

"Ana?" In the middle of our conversation, a car pulls up.

"Ana what are you doing here? Come in."

Cole is in car. He reaches over and opens the passenger door. The woman next to me remains seated with a smile. "Well it was nice to speak with you."

I wave the woman off to join Cole. He smacks my leg as I finish buckling my seatbelt. "Didn't your mother teach you not to talk to strangers?"

"Didn't your mother teach you how impolite it is to put your hands on a lady?"

"Good thing you're not a lady than." He puts the car in drive with that stupid grin he wears so often. I'm tempted to smack it off. "Don't even think of it."

I turn to look out the window. We pass a few familiar spots until it becomes unkown. "Where are we going?"

"No where."

And again it's silent. I turn my head toward the window once more. I begin to sob. The tears wouldn't stop coming. It was a silent sob. Until he tapped my leg. "Hey are you gonna-Ana what's wrong?" He pulls the car to the side of the road and stares at me. "Why are you crying, what happened."

He says more of a command than a question. So I tell him. I told him everything up until the bus stop. "Hmm, you want me to talk to her?" I cringe at the idea. "So what do you wanna do?" My head was beginning to hurt. I didn't want to be home at the moment . I stay silent and dry my tears. "Fine Ana".

He starts driving again turning away from me.

We drive until I recognize our neighborhood. However, we past my home. "Where are we going Cole?" He doesn't answer me. Instead, he accelerates a little more.