MY NAME IS VIVIANNA MARIE CLAYTON," HE SMILED AT ME WITH LARGE WHITE TEETH. "Why are you umm...well, I don't exactly know what your doing. What are you doing?" He sighed as he put the car in park in the middle of the road. "Are you hungry? I know I'm hungry, how about we drive to the nearest restaurant and-"
"I am not hungry. I want to know who you are! I want to know why you are driving my car, and furthermore I'd like to know why you didn't even budge when I almost ran you over back there!"
"Those are all too wonderful questions for a girl so young. Your 16th has made you quite all the more curious, eh?"
I grabbed a knife from my pocket and swiftly pressed it to his neck. "How do you know I am 16?" He smiled that same white smile. "Your not going to kill me sweetheart, so put the little knife down." I slowly removed the knife from his neck, "Answer my questions or I will kill you."
"All in time, but now I'm starving."
I sat back in my seat as he gently took the knife out of my hand and carelessly tossed it out the window. "Now we will go, just sit down and try to withold your questions until morning, will you?" I nodded quietly. I still wanted to know many things about him and my mind raced inside my head...the morning seemed like such a long time from now....
~~6 HOURS LATER~~
We just got back from Cecil's Sea Cuisine and Alex, as I now call him, was enrolling us in the New Halle Motel. When he got the room key we were assigned room 3386. He put the key in the lock and twisted the lock open, when we got into our room we realized that we'd gotten a one-bedroom which meant only one bed. "Don't worry, I'll sleep on the couch, maybe it folds into a bed." He told me with a sincere smile, and so it was decided. The bed turned out to be completely comfortable. I watched a little TV before switching it off and decided to a stare at the blank, dark, ceiling. Tomorrow I would have answers, but what if this strange person tried killing me in my sleep to avoid answering those questions.
Just go to sleep." Alex said seemingly awoken from a light slumber.
"Did I wake you?"
"No. I heard your thoughts."
I slowly sat up and looked, he was on the other side of the room and his back was to me, how could he possibly have heard me? I decided to shut my eyes and listen to the lovely birds and the swiftness of the trees from back in New Orleans. I'd hear all that again soon, and I'd also see Daddy. I'd avenge Daddy and save him from the terrible prison he was being held captive in.
~~8 HOURS LATER~~
When I awoke I was alive, but Alex was nowhere in sight. "Good morning, Sleeping Beauty! So glad you decided to awake finally." Alex appeared from the bathroom, he looked to have been combing his jet black hair, and he shaved which left sexy stubble behind. "When you're done gawking I will kindly escort you to your car, and there we can drive all the way to Arizona, where we will make another little pit stop."
I got out of the covers and walked past him giving him my evil, sarcastic eyes. He, in return gave me a smug smile. I didn't even have much time to freshen up, actually I didn't freshen up at all. I slammed the car door shut and waited for him to fasten his tie on correctly. He joined me in the car a minute later and told me had already paid the receptionist for our night here. We were driving past Highway 92 when a car swept passed us and hit the side of my buggy. "My car!"
"Don't worry we'll get you a new one, but first," he stopped abruptly in his sentence and snapped his fingers, The next minute or so I heard a car crash into an 18-wheeler and that led a new kind of chaos. "Did you do that?" I asked furiously.
"Of course not, now, this gas still works so lets go."
His foot slammed on the gas and we were driving once again, but this time with a dented yellow buggy, it was 11AM it was lunch time practically and I hadn't even had breakfast. "I believe you still owe me some answers." I said finally after a long awkward silence. "Ahh yes, you want to know my backstory. Sure, but I'm afraid, my dear, you will not like what the answers are..."
"I never usually like what I hear anyway...Tell me. Now..."
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Shattered Blood
Misterio / Suspenso16-Year-Old Vivianna Marie Clayton doesn't expect many things to happen to her. She doesn't expect to find out her father is proclaimed dead at the age of 10, she doesn't expect to find her mother having to marry a rich man to sew the hole in her he...
