Forgotten

Chapter 13

                                     Chapter 13

Two of the five days were spent. The white stripes of the road blurred and it began to bring ease to my mind. Something about a long car drive always seemed to bring a sort of comfort to my mind. I couldn’t stay at the hotel long. I always felt the need to do something; I wasn’t good at staying at the same spot.  Time seemed to be slower at the hotel but when I’m driving I could easily burn time.

Then the question popped in my head: When would it be safe to return? Would I ever see Johanna again? It seems that my thoughts would always wonder back to her.

I made a couple turns before stopping at the gas station. I filled a couple gallons, trying to keep myself busy but my mind was somewhere else.

I closed my eyes and tried to visualize her face but it took awhile.

I remembered her almond shaped eyes and the sheepish grin she always wore. Then I realized how little I knew about her. I surprised myself at how much I wanted too learn more about her. What was her family like? What are her goals in life? What are her talents?

Then reality hit and I became conscious that I may never be able to see her for a long time. Would she even want to be with me after she hears about my past?

I shook my head and tried to push the thoughts away. I paid for the gas and headed back into my car. I kept driving, stopping only once when an old couple asked for directions and I only left them with no answer not knowing where I was. I made several more turns, before stopping the car.

            I then decided to crash in the car. Gas, rent and food killed a large portion of the money I had. It far from town where I parked, a silence fell in the car.

            I thought about the money I owed the gang for the drugs. Then another question hit me. What did I do with the drugs?

Three of the five days have been spent. Time was running out and I knew the gang was looking for me by now.