Remember

Chapter 47: The Accidental Cry

I spend the drive back drilling holes behind Sawyers head. Every once in a while Sawyer glances at his rear view mirror, to find me glaring at him. After awhile I have the urge to go pee.

"I need to pee." I yell to Sawyer from the back; I'm a little indignant, that I have to break my silence for my bladder. At first I feel like he doesn't hear me, but we pull out of the highway and exit. We stop at a gas station, and I get out of the car and run to the bathroom.

"Don't wait for me." I tell to Sawyer as he puts gas. He clenches his jaw and doesn't acknowledge what I say, he turns his back to me. I roll my eyes.

When I'm done with my business, Sawyer is right by the restroom door. I look at him with disgust and we both head back to the car, him following right behind.

Silence fills the car, except for the occasional honk from Sawyer, and him flipping off other drivers. I try keeping in my laugh, but holding in my laugh causes me to snort. I hate when I'm trying to be mad or serious and I accidentally laugh. I lie down in the backseat so he can't hear or see me. The longest fifteen minutes pass and my bladder feels full again. I sit up,

"I need to pee," I say again, Sawyer eyes me from the rear view mirror. I look at him sheepishly. "Again." I finish telling him. He huffs out annoyed. We drive for another five minutes until he finally exits and I feel like my bladder will explode.

I don't wait for Sawyer to stop the car, I jump out and run inside the gas station. When I'm done, I find Sawyer at the cash register, buying a few snacks. I head back to the car, too cold to be waiting.

"Excuse me miss, do you have change?" A man questions. I turn to face him and see it's a young man. He points to what I'm assuming is his family and their baby. I look down at my sweats and look back up apologetically. He nods his head in understanding.

"Here." Sawyer says, handing him a forty. The man smiles and runs back to his family. I didn't notice Sawyer was right behind me. Sawyer opens his bag of chips and starts the car. The smell of the chips fills the air and my stomach growls. I move to the middle of the car, and poke my head out to the front seat.

"Can I have some?" I question. Sawyer glances over to me and turns his head back to the road.

"Why didn't you grab a snack?" He asks incredulous.

"I'm furious with you." I shrug, still mad. He hands me the bag of chips and I take them, satisfied. Sawyer takes out a water bottle and takes a sip. I sit up closer, but as I'm about to open my mouth to ask if I can have some, Sawyer is already handing the water back to me. I smile evilly, knowing that I'm agitating Sawyer by the second. I drink all the water and head all the  way to the back of the car.

I lie down and close my eyes and I feel the urge to pee again. I try ignoring the sensation, but the more I think about having to go pee, the more my bladder feels like it's going to explode. I try waiting at least fifteen minutes before I tell Sawyer that I need to pee, but I can't hold it.

I sit up in my seat, bracing myself.

"I need to pee." I say.

"Are you trying to piss me off?" Sawyer snaps.

"No, I'm trying to pee."

He drives faster, and I fly back into my seat. I quickly put my seatbelt on. We arrive at a drive thru and Sawyer parks. I don't bother waiting for him and head to the restroom. What is wrong with my bladder? I look at myself in the mirror and fix my hair, wash my hands and face. I head out and see Sawyer sitting at a table. I walk to his table, confused.

"I ordered food." He tells me. I don't answer him and sit at another table, way across the room.

I look out the window and watch as trucks pass by. A family is sitting in a booth in front of me. There's a long table with stools in the middle of the whole restaurant and I watch as a guy sits there. He notices me starting at him for too long and smiles. I dart my eyes away from him quick, already feeling my face heat up. I look back outside, bored.