42nd Country Road

Beans

"Good morning pretty," Mark said

"Pretty, you're up so early," Jack said, rubbing his eyes

"Boys, look what I found," I said pointing to my neck.

"Finally, we are keeping it, pretty," Mark said. I fell off the bed onto the floor closing my eyes.

"I need a drink," I said, dark crawling up into my voice

"Me too, pretty," They both replied. Everything faded into black after that.

I woke up in the back of a pickup truck. Mark and Jack were on either sides of me. We were moving. It was thirty minutes before we stopped. Jake walked out and opened the back. I sat up gripping my head.

"Morning," he said

"Morning," I replied, " I want to thank you,"

"It was nothing," Jake said

"No, you saved me and Mark and Jack," I sat on the edge of the truck bed, "Jack's my best friend and Mark is the only person I have ever loved,"

"I have worked for them since the end, and I just needed to do something good before I die," he said

"Jake, go home," I said, "We'll find something to get by,"

"I have to finish what I started, I'm taking you guys to Denver," Jake said

"You don't need to do that," I replied. Mark shifted in the back of the car.

"Ev... ' He mumbled. I crawled over to him.

"Morning," I said gently. He opened his eyes and smiled. He sat up slowly.

"Morning, Jake," Mark said

"Morning," He said handing Mark a can of beans, "Share those,"

"Look at you, Ev," Mark said touching my temple. I moved a little to avoid the pain, "I'm sorry,"

"It's okay," I said grabbing his hand. I put my head on his shoulder. Jack sat up next to me.

"Well, that sucked," He said

"Morning, Jack," Jake said

"Morning," Jack replied. Mark handed me the beans. I passed them to Jack.

"Ev, you need to eat," Mark said.

"I'm not hungry," I said smiling weakly

"You need to eat," Jack said handing me the can. I grabbed it and looked at it. I stirred it with the spoon. I took a bite. It was so good. I handed it back to Jack.

"There I ate something," I said. I saw a car in the distance, "Hey Jake, You got a gun?"

"Ya, it's in the back seat," He replied. I hopped off the back and opened the door to the back seat. It was my gun. Not the small one, the big one. I grabbed it and checked if it was fully loaded. It was, this was going to be fun. I closed the door and looked for the car. It was closer now. Close enough I could see the driver. I aimed and I shot. The car swerved and rolled.

"Dude," Jack said laughing.

"Get in the car," Jake said. We all got in he headed in the direction of the crashed car. We pulled up inspecting it. I was the first out. I looked around the car. It was Brady I shot.