Can We Stop?

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"Your words cut deeper than a knife,
Now I need someone to breath me back to life!
Got a feeling that I'm going under,
But I know that I'll make it out alive!" Carolyn decided to belt out the lyrics to the Shawn Mendez song "Stitches".

"Please! Turn it off!" I go to reach for the radio but she pops my hand away.

"No! I like this song! You watch me bleed until I can't breathe,
I'm shaking, falling onto my knees!
And now that without your kisses,
I'll be needing stitches!"

"Can we at least stop by a gas station? I have to pee!"

She switches the radio off and looks at me, "You're not gonna run off, are you?"

"No, why would I?"

"Just wondering. Can never be too sure with you. How about I pull over right here and you can go?"

"Hell, no! What's wrong with you? I'd like privacy, you know. I don't know what you do, but that's not me." She laughs at the look of disgust on my face.

"Alright fine. I'll pull over to a gas station, but make it quick!"

.............................

I hopped out of the car before it even came to a full stop. I darted inside to use the bathroom and almost ran into someone. Before I walked out, I bought a couple more snacks for the road trip. When I got back out to the car, she looked at me like I was crazy.

"What'd you buy more snacks for? There's a whole bag of them in the backseat, you idiot."

"Well, you're supposed to buy something when you use their restrooms, so I did the right thing. Anyone should know that, you idiot." I stuck my tongue out at her to prove my point.

"Whatever.... Just get in the car."

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