Demon Inside my Sister

Travis

"I guess that makes two of us then." He had a very pleasant voice, it matched his appearance well. "My car broke down and I have no idea where I am. or where I am going..."

"Where do u live?" I remembered I just got done eating a bunny. I wiped the blood from my face. by now I'm sure it was just a red smear across my chin.

"You mean where did I live." He said. "My name is Travis." he scratches the back of his neck. "I... uh.. I'm trying to run away I guess."

I squint my eyes "Why would you want to run away?"

"God, didn't know you wanted to hear my life story!" He laughs, and that makes me smile. "My parents are, no were. My parents were very unsupportive. They got mad at me for every little thing I did. The main reason is that they got so fucking pissed at me for getting a tattoo. My mother said if I don't get it removed they will kick me out. well, I was so sick of them I just left. I'm not getting rid of it." He lifts the corner of his shirt and pulls it up enough so I can see his tattoo. He has a skull that was inked onto his abs. It's boney fingers are stretching the skin away from it. it looks like it would jump out of his stomach any moment now.

Travis smiles." I'm already showing you my stomach and I don't know your name yet." He drops his shirt and crosses his arms, then he leans against his car.

"My name is..." I had to think for a moment. I don't know really who I am anymore. I look like my sister, but I am me. I am Carrie. he doesn't know Rose. "Carrie." I say "my name is Carrie. I smile. " I guess I'm running away also."

Travis walks near me. He is taller than me. I would have to stand on my tiptoes if I want to look his straight In the eyes. "Nice to meet you Carrie." he turns towards his car then looks at me. "Do you know anything about engines?"