*Aaron's POV*
I drove for what seemed like forever, constantly glancing into the rear view mirror like I'll see the warehouse again, although it's already far behind me and the truck. All that surrounded me was darkness, folding around me and the truck like an envelope sealing around us. I could see clearly, though, my eyes probably glowing in the dark.
I gripped the steering wheel 'til my knuckles felt like they would split open, my foot crushing the pedal of the truck. I finally stopped glancing up into the mirror and trained my eyes on the road laid before me. I needed to get us food as soon as possible. We don't know how long this will be for.
I don't know how long this will be for.
I finally found a road-side store that was open 24/7, neon lights lighting up the windows and illuminating the store. I walked inside and started grabbing chips, sweets, other non-heat-or-making-required foods, water, and poopsie. I hesitated at the poopsie. All at once, the questions I suppressed in my mind all came flooding out at once:
Is she okay?
Will she stay put?
Is she safe there?
And the question I couldn't bear to think about for more than a second:
Is she safe with me?
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