Revealed

25. Solane

"We can't do this forever you know."

"Do what?" Jeremy is intentionally trying to act like he doesn't know what I'm talking about.

"Drive around like no one's gonna find out who we are. Eventually, your gonna get arrested and I'm gonna have to go back to Mama Dee."

Jeremy's facial expression goes blank. I've recently noticed how he does that when he's thinking. He probably hates the fact that I don't cherish the moments we've been having.

But if he is thinking that, then he's wrong. I don't think I have ever been so interested in someone like this, ever. But I have to keep telling myself that Jeremy isn't going to feel anything for me. He's a thief. He only cares for money and other shit like that.

Finally, he breaks the silence. "Want to eat out tonight?"

I admit, I'm shocked. "Me? Don't you think people will recognize us? Call the police?"

"I'll take my chances."

That's so considerate of him. But is it a date? Is Jeremy Thorne asking me on a date? As in dinner, movie, and kissing? That kind of a date? I don't know why, but I kind of hope it's that kind of date.

"We're just gonna grab some food like we normally do," Jeremy continues to seem emotionless. I'm a little disappointed at that.

In all honesty, I want to know him. I like his personality. I know what he did, robbing me, must have had good reasoning behind it. But that's not my business to ask about.

For the whole morning, Jeremy barely talks to me. The hours are dragging on. Each minute pierces through me. I just sit in the passenger seat fidgeting with my fingers. I tend to do that when I'm nervous. At this point, I'm really hoping Jeremy doesn't notice that.

We drive for hours. I don't even care where we're going anymore. The reason why Jeremy just completely changed his mood from yesterday is all I can think about. We pass some beautiful bridges and lakes. There are ducks sitting above the waters. "Can we go feed the ducks?" I ask to try and lighten the mood.

Jeremy doesn't even look at me. "You don't have a good reputation with water," he says with annoyance.

Is that what this is about? Because I coughed up a little water yesterday? What does it even matter? I'm fine now. I thought Jeremy was having fun but I guess not.

It feels like someone just took my smile and threw it far away. For the rest of the drive, I'm confused, angry, and depressed. I want to scream in his face, but who I am I in his life to do that? I have no authority over him.

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I take a long and well needed nap. When I wake up, it's evening and the car is parked in a lot. Jeremy sits awake staring out his window. He seems distressed, but as soon as he realizes I'm watching him, all his emotions disappear like a rabbit in the fog.

"The restaurant is gonna close in like an hour so if you're up, can we go?" Has Jeremy always not cared about anything or am I just now seeing it?

"I'm not hungry. Let's just continue driving to wherever we're going." I try my absolute hardest to make no eye contact and seem uninterested.

Jeremy sighs in frustration. "Come one Solie! Let's just go. Please??" Only because I didn't want to hear his screeching voice anymore, I open the door, slam it shut, and stomp into the restaurant.

Even though I'm mad, the beautiful set up amazes me. The tables are covered with blinding, white tablecloths. Not one wrinkle or fold can be found. The chairs and window linings are matching. Dim lights are used to create effect on each booth.

I can't stand all the romantic vibes. Especially not here with Jeremy. Ugh.

"Table for two?", the employee asks. Jeremy nods his head. I try to imagine all his good qualities as bad, but being the caring person I am, I can only twitch my eye in annoyance.

We sit down at one of the booths and are given menus. I open mine and stand it up on the table so my face isn't visible to Jeremy. When I look at him, I get mixed signals, so I thought, why just not look?

This method works for less than a minute because Jeremy takes the menu from me and lays it flat.

"How about I order for you?" I can't tell if he's just saying that so my plan to ignore him fails, or if he's actually trying to be sincere.

"Whatever. While you do that, I'm going to the bathroom." I quickly get up and strut myself around the corner and into the ladies restroom.

In the mirror stands a girl. Her skin is medium toned and her curled hair falls flawlessly over her red designer dress which reveals a little too much skin. Her eyes are filled with tears and her arms are shaking.

That girl is me.

The idea of Jeremy hating me, or even just being annoyed with me, kills me on the inside.

And I have to admit, it was because I feel something for him. I'm not sure I'd jump the extra mile to say 'love', but I know there's some type of feeling I have only when I see his face and when I'm with him.

Wiping my tears with a bit of toilet paper, I clean the rest of myself up. He doesn't just get to kidnap me, make me like him, pretend like nothing happened, and get away with it.

Graduation is in eleven days. After that, I'm gonna be more stressed with college work. That is, if I can get away from Jeremy without any problems, and even get onto the college campus. I have to live while I can. So I decide to do the most reckless thing ever.