Adjustments

Adjustments 8

Sarah
I have no idea where we are going. I just want to go. Noah grabs his keys and opens the door. I'm begin to walk out of the house until I see the face of evil walking down the street.
"Noah!" I yell pulling him inside and closing the door.
"What? What is it?"
"Shhh!"
"What?" He whispers.
"Shut up!" I whisper back. I hear footsteps pass the house and look out the window. My father was gone and I release a big breath.
"Will you tell me what's going on!?"
"My father passed the house."
"Really?" He says. He, suddenly, moves me over and opens the door.
"NOAH DON'T!!!" I scream. He runs towards him and turns my father with force. I, terrified, run after him.
The two are punching each other and kicking each other in the street and I'm standing there like a helpless puppy screaming Noah's name. I finally get enough courage step in and stop them. I'm pulling the back of Noah's shirt and hitting his back, trying to get him off of my father.
"NOAH! STOP!" I scream. "NOAH LET GO!" With all of my strength I punch Noah's. He turns and punches me in the nose, knocking me down. When he hits me he stands back in shock of what he just did. I feel pressure and pain in my nose and see blood drip on the pavement. I look up and see Noah fall to the ground. My father's strangling him! Killing him! I try to get up, but a force is pulling me down. My father stands up and kicks Noah's lifeless body. I scream and my father looks at me, his pupils red and dilated. He comes closer and I can't move.
"You should've stopped your boyfriend when you had the chance." He says. I feel his giant hand around my neck and hear myself scream.

Noah
"Sarah! SARAH!" I say shaking Sarah. She pulled me away from the door, closed it and just fell to the ground.
She opens her eyes and backs away from me in fear.
"Wow! Wow! Easy!" I say. "What happened?"
"Noah?" She says in a shocked, frightened tone.
"Are you okay?" Abruptly, she gets up and runs to me. She embraces me almost to the point where I can't breathe. She's hyperventilating like she had just run a marathon. I put my arms around her and kept her close.
She won't let go. It's like she saw a ghost or something. "Sarah, look at me." I say lifting her face so I can see it. She still clings to me for dear life.
"What happened?"
"I-I s-saw him." She says in-between sobs.
"Who?"
"My Dad. He walked right in front of the house. He knows I'm here."
"That's not possible. You didn't tell him anything." I say comforting her.
"Then why did he walk past the house?"
"Because he's a human and he walks around town. Trust me, Sarah he doesn't know where you are." I say with my hand on her cheek. "Come on. Let's get out of here."
I, still holding onto her, walk with her to the car and put her in the passenger side. I then go back to the front door of the house and lock the door. I turn around to see her leaning on the arm of the passenger side door with her hand on her forehead. I walk to the car and we drive away.

Sarah
I refuse to tell Noah what I saw him doing to my Dad. I have no idea what happened. I must have fainted or something. He must think I'm a freak.
We drive on a street where the tops of the trees meet in the middle. You can see the little rays of sunlight shine through the leaves. It's beautiful. Beautifully distracting. So distracting that I don't hear what Noah asks me.
"Sarah?" Noah says.
"What?"
"Did you hear me?"
"Oh, sorry what did you say?"
"Do you want to listen to the radio or something?"
"Sure."
"Ma voiture est votre voiture." He says pointing to the radio as he drives down the street. "I said 'My car is your car.'"
"I know. You speak French?" I ask, surprised.
"Not fluently. I only know a little."
I turn on the radio and, of course, my favorite song is on, Battle Scars. I start humming along with the melody and Noah looks at me.
"Sing me something."
"What?" I ask in astonishment.
"Sing." So I do:
"These battle scars don't look like their fading,
Don't look like their ever going away.
They ain't ever gonna change. These battle..."
I stop myself because I feel him staring at me.
"Don't stop!" He says. I look at him. "You have a beautiful voice." I smile and look down.
"Why don't you sing more often?" He asks.
"I sing in my room but, I don't sing in public."
"You should. You can go places with those pipes. Meanwhile I sound like a dying manatee." For some reason I start laughing hysterically! I can't stop! He looks at me smiling and laughing with me.
Still laughing, he changes the station and starts singing very high pitched and off key:
"I'm waking up,
I feel it in my bones!
Enough to make my system blow!
Welcome to the new age!"
"Stop! Oh my God!" I say laughing. He had to be joking! He sang in his chest voice then went high into his falsetto! I'm laughing so hard I'm doubled over in pain.
He's right, he does sound like a dying manatee, but I'll never tell him that! That would hurt his feelings.

Noah
I love seeing her laugh because it's contagious! She makes me laugh too, which I need. I feel like I can be myself around her. When she sang, it looked like she let everything go. All of her worries and fears just vanished.
"I was right wasn't I?" I ask, joking around.
"You don't sound like a manatee!" She says between giggles. "More like a moose." Then she busts out laughing again.
"Well, that's a step up isn't it? Now I have antlers!"
"It's better than living underwater!" She says, trying to stop laughing.
"Oh no... here it comes!" I say playing around with her. To my surprise she starts screaming the lyrics with me:
"I'm Waking Up
I Feel It In My Bones
Enough To Make My System Blow
Welcome To The New Age
To The New Age
Welcome To The New Age
To The New Age"
"OHH OHH OHH..." She stopped singing to hear me make a complete fool of myself. She continues to giggle.
"You think that's funny huh?" Impulsively, I begin to tickle her side. Her smile stretches across her entire face. I stop when she says it hurts.
"You know what I think?" I say looking at her.
"What?"
"I think we should be best friends."
"And I think you should keep your eyes on the road."
I smile and look at the road.
"But yes, I agree." She says, smiling at me.