Revealed

37. Solane

The morning and afternoon are dull. Jeremy and I did nothing but drive. We had to get as far away as possible from those guys...

When it's evening, Jeremy finally stops. We reach a gas station, although no one seems to be in in it and it looks like it hasn't been used in years. The sign is barely hanging on a string.

Getting out of the car, I ask Jeremy, "Are you gonna tell me what's going on? As of now, you owe me an explanation." I have so much seriousness in my voice that even I get shocked at myself. Jeremy continues walking into the gas station without a word. I stand by the car, drop my hands in frustration by my waist, and call after him, "Can you talk to me?!" My requests are completely disregarded.

I hate when Jeremy does that. But I can't blame him. I'm just his victim. Some girl he kidnapped for no reason. In the end, he's probably gonna kill me anyways. But I can't help it if my feelings are directing my actions and hopes.

My feet appear to move itself in Jeremy's direction. By the time I reach the door of the convenient store, he's out of sight. It's very dark and I can only see black figures in the shape of shelves. My eyes wander, though I don't know where because I can't see a thing. I make no sudden movements. "Jeremy?" I say in a low toned voice. I can hear my echo.

Then a light burns bright and my attention is drawn to it immediately. A match glows in the darkness. "We're gonna need light," Jeremy says as if the last few hours didn't just happen.

I purposely sigh annoyingly and begin walking back to the car. I'm just going to give up on the whole 'Jeremy is my true love' situation and just let him do to me whatever he has planned. If this is how I'm going to die, then so be it.

Before I can get too far, Jeremy nervously yells out to me. "Solane! You're right. I owe you an explanation." I'm already out the door and tired of the mind games he's playing. So I keep walking and trying to ignore his words. He sprints after me. When he catches up, he stands ahead and faces me while using his hands to try and slow me down. I try my hardest not to make eye contact. His sparkling eyes are my weakness.

"Solane..." Jeremy's facial expression reads that he's sad, but how dare he? After everything he did to me? After everything he put me through? After all the risks he made me unwillingly take? No. He doesn't get to feel sad. He doesn't even get to be frustrated. He put me in this position. I could be happily preparing for my graduation which is supposed to be in less than a week.

I stop moving and angrily look him straight in his beautiful eyes, forcing myself to resist jumping on him and making out with him right in that very moment. God it was hard.

There's a brief silence as Jeremy pleads so desperately with his eyes for me to listen. I break it when I say, "Start talking."

He relaxes the tenseness in his arms and redirects me back into the store. We sit in one of the isles towards the back and Jeremy places the candle he lit with the match in between us.

I stare at him and he stares right back like he's trying to read my thoughts or something. God, I hope he can't read my thoughts because I'm not thinking of rainbows and butterflies right now.

"I'm gonna start from the beginning," he says.