Don't die a virgin

Turning point

Sorry this chapter is sorta short. kinda having a slight writers block....

Well hope you enjoy what I could come up with instead of my homework. (hehe)

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There is nothing here but fucking farmland. Hell, half of Minnesota is like this, we don't need to see more of it.

"Where are we?" I moan, leaning against the window.

"Tennessee." Zoe's eyes don't even blink as she replies.

"What?" I sit up excitedly. I lost track of the miles. The sun is fading on the horizon and I will be taking over soon. Its only our second day on the road, I never knew we could cover land this fast.

"We should be in Tallahassee by noon tomorrow. That's our next stop right?"  Zoe asks.

I nod staring out the window trying to get my barrings. "Then to the ocean." I add after a moment.

Zoe's lips twist like she wants to say something. And after a few moments of debating she does. "Why?"

Thats the one word I wished she would never say. I should tell her now. Once we get to Tallahassee we won't be able to be seen in public again. I should tell her before it happens and she freezes up. Oh my god, if she freezes, we could be dead. I turn to her to tell her everything, but I find I can't. The words that come out of my mouth shock me the most.

"You know, being with me is like a suicide mission?" My eyes go wide to my own words. Its true, I'm not denying it, but I didn't want to ever say that out loud. I stare at Zoe looking for her reaction.

Her countenance dosn't change. Shedosn't react at all for a moment. Eyes still glued on the road. I start to wonder if I really said that out loud, the slowly she starts to nod her head. A small smile starts on her lips as she turns her head to look at me.

"I figured that much." She says softly as our eyes lock together. In that moment that our eyes are locked I see the smile never reached her eyes. Shes not here either. Even though she turns back to the road, I keep staring at her think about what I saw. She was thinking about her loved ones. The sorrow in her eyes tell me that she wishes she could have said goodbye. Her parents, siblings, friends, and, oh god, her boyfriend are all clueless.

I imagine where she is. A place with her family, a memory, of smiles and laughter. I think if I have any of those memories. I blink back the surprising urge of tears when I come up short handed. I look at Zoe. The girl who taught me what love is. Not even that bastard who I called my boyfriend for two years gave me half of what Zoe has. The girl who's now throwing away everything she has ever worked for, for me.

"Lets stop." I blurt. I should just tape my mouth shut. My mouth and brain are so not connected today its like I'm observing the conversation from above. Out of my thoughts I see Zoe's cheeks are wet.

"Stop?" She asks as if she dosn't understand the word.

"Before its too late, or-" I try to explain but Im cut off.

"Too late?" She questions with a cold laugh. "I'v committed fucking homicide and left the state. If you ask me, it was too late the second you came up with this crazy Idea." A small smile touches her lips making fun of me.

"It's not too late." I say not letting her laugh this off.

She dosn't look at me. Her smile is gone and not a trace is left behind, making her seem older and more frail. I can't tell she regrets the words as they leave her mouth, but that dosn't stop me from consuming them. "How?"

Deep down I cry. I know that I directed the conversation this way, but I was counting on her to mislead me and make me forget the plan forming in my head.

"I threatened you. I shot them both. You were kidnapped." I turned away from her not wanting her to see the tears that refuse to be blinked away. "It works. I was armed and mentally unstable. You could find a pay phone. Pretend I'm a sleep as you call the police an-"

"Stop. Just, just please, stop. What do you take me for? A coward?!" Zoe bangs on the steering wheel. I whip my head towards her in shock making the tears escape my eyes. "I would never leave you! I know if I survive this outrageous journey I know I'm going back alone. But I would never bail early, or I know I would regret it for the rest of my life! You suicidal bitch." She mumbles the last part so it was almost inaudible. Almost.

"H,how?" I squeak. She turns towards me and looks my face over.

"Dammit." She cusses as she stops the truck and and bangs her head on the steering wheel. "I just had a feeling. I just didn't..." She trails off. I know where she was going though. She wanted me to deny the hunch she had. I couldn't though. I can't lie to her.

We sit in silence for a few moments as I actually ponder why I am doing this. Then I realize that when Zoe asked 'why', she wasn't asking why we were going to Tallahassee, she was asking 'why'. Why am I doing this? Why her? Why me? Why now? Why not just live life as It comes at you? She was looking for these answers. Answers I don't have.

"Sstepp" She chokes nothing but her chest moving. she takes a deep breath ans starts again. "Step," She comes back with more confidence than one would think. "tell me step five. What is step five and I won't ask why again."

"How did you know I was at step five?"

She moans at my off topic comment. "I had a feeling."

Why do I ask? I was about to make a comment about her creepy feelings, but then I remember how we go on this topic. "Okay, step five, right?" She nods with her head and arms still sitting on the steering wheel. "Well," I start. I never thought i would have to say this out loud. I take a deep breath knowing she deserves at least this answer. "Kidnap a kid."

Slowly she turns her head to look at me to see if I'm kidding. I'm not. Unfortunately. I know I can't let her comment before I finish, so I continue. "A girl, blonde hair and blue eyes. She has to be younger than seven. And an orphan."

Zoe is now sitting up staring at me, mouth open. "An orphan?"

"Ya, nobody will miss her." I explain.

Zoe's face horror stricken. "Sorry for asking." She gets out of the car. "I'm too sick to drive."

I happily scoot over as Zoe gets in the passengers seat shaking her head. "What am I getting into?" She mumbles to her self.

"Last chance to pull out." I say putting the truck into drive.

"Bitch please." She rolls her eyes as she pulls her blanket over her head.

I smile, knowing I picked the right girl to call a friend.

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Hope you enjoyed! Have an idea where this story is going now!!!!!!! Sorry it took me so long to post a shortish chapter. Hope it was worth the wait. What do you guys want to do before you die? I might be able to incorporate it into the story!

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- Josie