Smoke Break

Chapter 2

Louise

The rest of the drive was silent as music played through the radio. My mind swirled with thoughts, terrible thoughts like I had revealed my deepest darkest secret to the man I had an one night stand with.

"Where are you from?" His voice interrupts my train of thoughts as I turned to him.

"Excuse me?" I questioned in a more vicious tone than needed. He put his hands up in surrender.

"Woah I was just asked where you are from, you don't sound like you are from here that's all," he said awkwardly putting his hands back on the wheel.

I ran a hand through my hair.

"Sorry," I sighed. "I just left my 2 month old son with my friend and I didn't mean to leave him there all night... And to answer your question in from a small town just north of New York City," I told him fiddling with a strand of my hair.

"Ahhh I knew I recognized that northern accent, so you grew up right next to the big apple eh?" He asked me with a smirk. Nodding I flashed back to my childhood.

Everything was great, I had parents who loved eachother and a little sister who isn't little anymore. We lived in a nice house and I went to a nice school. I met Krick in Junior year. He was 23 and we had started our sexual relationship very fast. It really didn't surprise anyone when I got pregnant 3 years later.

After killing him I fled. Not saying goodbye to anyone. I went straight home and packed up my things and got on the next flight to Vegas, making sure no one could find me.

And that's it, that's all.

"Louise!" Once again I had drifted off into though.

"Sorry sorry, just thinking about my childhood," I laughed. "What about you, where are you from?" I asked him.

"I've lived here pretty much my whole life apart from living in Santa Monica for two years when I was fresh out of High School," he said tapping his fingers to the beat of the song that was playing on the steering wheel.

"So Mr. Millionaire how are you a millionaire?" I questioned him again glancing over at this amazing God like man that sat next to me.

"This usually turns people off," he says nervously. Many things ran through my mind but who was I to judge. I killed my ex boyfriend.

"Tell me," I begged him and he smirked.

"Love it when you beg," he said winking at me. Rolling my eyes at him he laughs. "Alright I'm a porn star agent, I hire porn stars and get them gigs," he says looking over at me for my next answer. I wasn't expecting that but okay.

"Eh, at least you aren't a porn star, don't want any STDs," I laughed as he smiled sheepishly.

"So now that you've gotten that out of me on the first date what about you?" I laughed.

"First date!?" I giggled,"you think this was a first date?"

"Yep we slept together so that's what I'm counting it as," he grinned as we approached the corner. Pulling up to the curb I turned to him.

"Thanks a lot Brendon, it's sweet you did that," I smiled, blushing at him.

"No problem, we should meet up sometime like not for sex but I wouldn't mind?" He grinned cheekily. Shaking my head while laughing I leaned over and kissed him. I don't even know why I did but it felt right when I did. Pulling away I got out of the car waving as he drove off.

Running a hand through my hair I trek down to Willa's house that was about 2 blocks away.

Knocking on her apartment door she opened it holding a sleeping Joshua in her arms.