.....its been about six hours...nothing but driving..
No music
No talking
No eating
No stops
I just drove.We didn't make eye contact we just looked straight ahead of us.
I remember how when I first took off I was crying and screaming. I was so scared. I was breathing heavy and freaking out. Lane was sitting next to me just shaking looking and the floor. Pretty soon we both calmed down. We were so tired of screaming, freaking out, fighting with my dad, and running away.
For the most of the ride, it was silent. We just sat there in our own thoughts; eventually coming across the country. But the one thing that stands in our way from driving forever is gas. We never stopped.
After hours, I pull off to the side of the road and stop the car. We just sat there not saying anything.
There was a slight tension between us. We didn't know what it was but it was there.
Lane looks outside the window. "Were....were are we?"
"I don't know..." I said under my breath.
"What?" She glanced at me.
"I SAID I DON'T KNOW!" I bursted out. I lean back in my seat and sigh.
There we were; no gas, no were to go, lost, and scared.
What now?
"What now?" Lane said.
I burst out crying. "I don't know?!? How about we just go home and pretend this never happened? LIKE I WOULD KNOW WHAT TO DO IN THIS SITUATION!!"
"CALM DOWN!"
"CALM DOWN? ME CALM DOWN? WHAT THE ACTUAL FUCK!"
She bangs her head on the dash board. I sigh and slouch down. "I'm sorry..." I said quietly.
The sun was going down. Lane looks down at the floor with her head resting on the dash board. "Ok so, we can't go back home or else we will go to jail. We have no place to go. But we need to hide."
I think for a moment. "Let's change our names and cut our hair! Travel from hotel to hotel. Go to California! Ride off into the sunset and dance until we die" I say sarcastically.
She shoots up. "I'm down."
I glare at her. "I was joking."
"Think of it though, we can do what we want now. We have money, a car, and each other."
I chuckle. "Yeah. I'm not a TV character."
She smirks "you would look sexy and badass with purple hair."
I cough. "Lane! I'm not going out in the world in a disguise. This is serious."
"Think about it, they are looking for Lane and Isabella."
"'Isabella'. Maybe I should change my name." I chuckle.
I think for a bit. She isnt wrong but its the dumbest idea ever. Yet, no future or gas...
....screw it...
"Whatever you say Lane. If you could change your name, what would it be?"
She starts to sound out the letter "L".
"Spit it out."
"LLLLLLLLLLLLLEEEEE"
"Lu....?"
"Luuuuuuuuu.....sh..."
"Lush...? That's all you got?"
"Wait I can change it.."
"Ha nope. You're Lush now."
She smirks. "You know what? I'll keep it. You called me Lush once."
I look at her. "I'm guessing I was drunk?"
"Indeed."
I shake my head. I do remember saying that. But what kind of name is Lane anyways.
"How about you?"
I think for a moment. I have to be wise. Something badass, hot, and unique.
I remember playing overwatch and haveing my best round with the character named Sombra."My name is Sombra."
"My name is Lush."
We both laugh. "This is stupid." I say. "What's wrong with that?" She replies.
I look at her and smile. "Nothing. Nothing at all."
We take the pillows in the truck and we try to get comfortable in our seats. I crack the window for air. It was pretty much dark out.
I was so uncomfortable. It was a tight squeeze and the car door wasn't helping.
About an hour passes and I hear, "Nope. This isn't happening!"
I smile. "Yeah I'm uncomfortable too. The truck-"
"Not about sleeping! You're not wrong though. But that's not what I'm talking about!"
I open my eyes and frown at her. "We are stranded in the country, out of gas, running away!? I'm just shaken yah know? How am I supposed to sleep in this state?"
I smile at her and crawl to her. "What...what are you..?" I hug her. I tear up.
"Hold me and go to bed. It will make you feel less alone."
She smiles and tears up too. "You are my best friend. I love you." She hugs me.
"I love yah too, Lush."
She giggles. I wanted to make her happy and to feel safe. She did the same for me.
We get more comfortable and cuddle. We were way more able to sleep in this condition.
It wasn't long when we drifted off to sleep.
We slept in each others arms and we were ok.
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Purple Tips (My New Escape)
Teen FictionA Girl from a jacked up home is abused and runs away with her best friend after an accident she made that will affect her whole life. How will she be in the end? I DON'T OWN ANY OF THE ART!