The Guy With A Gun

Chapter 7

I woke up in the backseat of Matt's car. He had covered me with a jacket.

Matt: Morning.

I smiled.

Matt: Are you hungry?

He held up a breakfast sandwich and orange juice. I took the juice and sandwich.

Skylar: Are we almost there?

I took a bite of the sandwich.

Matt: 7 more hours...I pulled over to sleep last night.

I stared at Matt's brown hair. It hung to his shoulders. I glanced at my hair in the mirror. Matt glanced at me in the mirror.

Matt: I'm sorry for everything Jason did to you.

I didn't say anything.

Matt: I'm sorry I didn't do anything sooner...

I couldn't say anything. He should be sorry.

Matt: Why were you in those guys trunk, tied up like that.

I decided to answer.

Skylar: My mother is a drug addict...she's drugged up all the time. When she's on the drugs she acts crazy and I just couldn't take it anymore... so I ran away.

Matt: Wouldn't they put out an Amber Alert or something.

Skylar: Probably but she more than likely she doesn't know I'm gone...but to be honest I don't know how I got to be with them...I just woke up in somebody's trunk.

Matt: The somebody's were Rico and Dingo...they are wanted criminals, known for abducting kids, taking them out of country, and making them slaves.

Rico and Dingo...I kept their names in the back of my head.

Matt: Is making you talk about it making you upset.

We had pulled over.

Skylar: Keep driving...No if anything it's good, It'll make me remember for when I have to tell the cops.

Matt grew fear in his eyes.

Matt: Don't tell the police.

Skylar: Why?

Matt: They'll take me in. I  was the person who shot Jason's dad. I  was the person that shot Jason. I  was the one who hit you with the gun. Skylar, I'm the guy with a gun.

He was tensed. I just nodded. I knew my case couldn't go unnoticed just for a guy I just met.

We didn't talk for the rest of the ride home.