Falling For My New Step Brother

Highway To Hell

I think AC/DC said it best with the hit song "Highway To Hell". It didn't help when the bus driver decided to turn on rock hits radio and that was the first song to blast out of the stereo.

My arms were crammed between the seats and my back was hurting from the position I was in. I looked at Jacob who seemed to be having the same issue. It wouldn't be long until the bus stopped at it's destination or if we get lucky a gas station. There we will have to sneak it and run. I sigh as the metal from the bottom on the seat was hurting my arm. 

"Jacob" I whispered.

no answer.

He seemed busy, looking out the window probably trying to figure out where we are. Which seems pretty dumb since he barely recognises our own street.

"Jacob" I whispered louder. This time he turned his head towards me looking more alert than ever.

"Yeah?"

"Did you bring your cell phone? I left mine in my room" If he has his cell phone he could call our parents... or better yet a taxi.

"Yeah, it's in my back pocket"

"Then go get it" I whisper excitedly.

"I can't without standing up... can you?"

"Is this because you want me to touch your ass?"

He gave me a dirty look. "Not now" he said a bit loudly.

"shhhhh okay, okay I'll get it"

I push my arms in front of me so they weren't crammed anymore. I reach for his pocket and pull the phone out as quickly as possible... I didn't want him to think I was y'know 'taking my time' 

as I pull the phone out quickly the bus decided to turn. 

shit, shit, shit

I dropped the phone causing it to slide down the aisle.

"Did you get it?" he asked sounding hopeful

"sort of..." I said allowing my arms to go back into the uncomfortable situation.

"What do you mean?"

"It slipped when the bus turned"

He winced. "So where is it now?"

I don't exactly know would've been the best answer but I knew if I told him that he would freak... so I said a joke... kind of... not really

"On the bus?" I asked more then said.

And so he freaked he told me in scream whisper; we were doomed, that no one will ever find us, that we legitly will be road kill, that we might go to jail for hitchhiking in a bus, and last but not least that his beloved phone will be wrecked or worse taken by the bus driver who will call my dad and rat on him.

The last part scared me because if my dad got the call that Jacob's phone was on the bus he will call Lisa... and figure out we are not at home.

Which means major grounding.

The bus decided to stop suddenly causing my head to hit hard against the back of the seat.

"damn squirrels" The bus driver muttered and continued onward.

two hours later the bus finally reached it's finall destination… I hope.

"Jacob psssssst is it time?" I ask.

"shhhhh not yet, wait for him to go inside" Jacob whispers back.

I stick my head up as far as I can to see a diner with a neon red sign.

I waited for a while until Jacob got up and held out a hand I reached for it and grabbed it.

He opened the back door and jumped out, I copied him.

He shut the door, and stopped realising we have no idea where we are or how to get home.

"We can call a cab-" I started to say but he shook his head.

"I have no cash, plus we don't have a phone"

"Your phone is still on the bus"

"No worries I'll get a new one"

"b-but"

"I'll get a new one" He snapped.

"so lets start our lives over then we can live here as abandon circus kids named Paul and Tris" I said sarcastically.

"Ha-ha" he said fake laughing.

"Well, I don't have any better ideas. We can't just not do anything"

He nodded but didn't catch my gaze. He stared at the ground making me flustered.

"What if he only stopped for coffee Jacob, we can't risk it"

"Why not! Why. the. fuck. not" Jacob screamed.

"Jacob… are you okay?" I reached out but he shoved my hand away.

"This thing we have ruined my mom and your dads future marriage"

"But we can fix it"

"Your right"

"Huh?" I asked confused at how fast he answered. "Can we talk about this later"

"No, I don't think us can work"

Now I'm angry. "How dare you Jacob"

"So what we make it home with some plan what do I tell my mom? I know what you want me to do… you want me to lie"

"Well, obviously or we could've talked to the bus driver to get us home"

"But we never would had to if we weren't together"

"What are you saying Jacob"

"don't call me Jacob"

"What it's your name…" I said as tears went down my eyes.

"You have no right to say it anymore"

"What are you kids doing here?!"

we turn around to see the bus driver with a to go cup of coffee.

I laughed. "I told you he just got coffee, Jac- oh wait I can't call you that no more can I?"

Jacob pushed me aside and walked ten feet away.

"So, what are you kids doing here?" the bus driver asked me.

"A big mistake is what happened and we got stuck on the bus"

"Oh few! Thought the bus had rats or something, lets get you two home now. Can you go get the boy while I call your dad?"

"Sure, I'd love to" I said through gritted teeth and forced myself toward the resturaunt and let the tears slide down my face.

So what if he see's them? I don't care about him or his thoughts anymore.