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L.K?

"T.K? Who's that."

One of the customers.

Normally we use usernames for this thing.

"And yours is L.K?"

Yeah, you like it?, He smirked. It's short for Lenny Killer.

"What about his?"

He shrugged, Initials I guess. Probably a coincidence that we both have k. 

I paused, "Lenny Killer?"

I could feel the middle school mystery books coming out of me when I chuckled.

He just ignored my humor.

When I asked him about the whole email thing he explained it as he got back in the driver's seat and drove again.

Surprisingly this guy was pretty open with me.

And surprisingly I found myself asking a lot of questions about his job. He answered a bunch and before I knew it, we were already talking for several hours while my head was upside down on the seat watching the car radio pan to different stations. Lenny was now smoking a cigarette with the window cracked open. I saw his eyes in the rear view. "Getting comfy?" I blinked at the thought that I actually was. I replied "Just bored." After another hour or two it was already midnight and yet again Lenny stopped the car and went to sleep.

Three days pasted by fast, our trip was taken slowly. We found ourselves stopping more frequently and to see things through the states. Surprisingly what was suppose to be a  day and a half trip turned into three. We moved across the country from Maine to Utah we talked all day and sleep together at night. Slowly throughout I could feel myself become more normal, less sleep deprived and non bipolar. My brain went out of it's dark place and eventually thought of this more as a road trip.

Whenever Lenny and I talked I found myself being lost. Lost in his head. The way he thought was peculiar and strange but for some reason I found myself wanting to know more. He peaked my interests. I grew accustomed by how he spoke, how he laughed, rarely, what would make him laugh and what not to bring up. In a weird way I felt at ease with him as he didn't seem to judge.

A part of me kind of seemed to like him. But that's nonsense.

"After we see this person at the bar we have to take this a little more serious. You know it was already a stretch to tell the guy we need more days."

"I know, I know." I said in my usual tone. "Why can't this guy get a stick out of his ass, it'll get done eventually."

The engine turned off

"People want things done specifically." He said. I laid spread out on the back seat.

I heard him move through the center console.

I opened my eyes to see him crouched over me. "Let's get in the back."

"Eh, i'm too lazy." I moved my arms out in a stretching position and yawned. "Can I sleep here?" I closed my eyes when I felt him sit on me.

Slowly throughout the days i've seen his actions get bolder and bolder.

His chin lightly touched mine as he looked at me.

This wouldn't have the first time he'd done this. Something about his made me mad.

I pushed him away, trying not to blush.

He smiled as I moved my arm over my lips. He came closer and leaned his head on my arm. "Would you stop you idiot?" I let out embarrassed. "Why? I like this." He moved forward as I shoved him back again, this time sitting up. Again I put my arm on my lips and turned, avoiding his eyes. "Why don't you sleep alone tonight?." I said.

"Oh, and why is that?"

I blushed even harder. "Do you not like this?" He paused. "Your face says otherwise." He said casual. The added on "face says otherwise" shocked me.

After a few seconds I looked at him feeling uneasy. His eyes locked with mine. "You wanna sleep up here then?" He said ignoring my statement of wanting to sleep alone. Unconsciously I looked at the back and bite my lip. He then leaned over and grabbed the blanket and pulled it over his back. He moved toward me and leaned against me slowly pushing me down until he laid on top. He felt heavier with all his weight on me. I tried to move. He laughed cause he crushed me.He soon moved toward the back of the seat and I rolled from underneath him and stood up. I was now smarter than before. I've been hit pretty frequently over the last few days, like it or not. I knew that if I were to go to the back to sleep alone he'd either follow me or hit me. I didn't want to risk.

I moved the blanket off his waist and sat there. Shifting around a little I pulled the blanket over me and leaned slowly on him. I felt his hands slowly come up and rub the back of my hair.  "Today was fun", he said. I looked at him.

"Well goodnight he said and laid down under the blanket facing the wall. I still sat while the car grew colder. I lifted up the blanket and got underneath. I stared at the back of his head. I felt insane thinking nights like these were actually kind of nice. I laid on my back and looked at the night sky from out the window, listening to Lenny breathing.