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It'd been hours. Long, seemingly endless hours of driving in the darkness, nothing to see but the quietness of the night all around. I guess my night had its fair share of interesting events. My left index rubbed on my forehead with annoyance; headache started to find its way to my head, and slowly I began to lose concentration. Not even cigarettes can work now. I had a hard time balancing between keeping my focus on the open road, and with the mess that was going on up in my head.
A little sound of movement to my side caught my attention. It was Theo, trying so desperately to get some sleep. Couldn't blame her, her night was a piece of hell, I couldn't imagine half of what she'd been through in one night, and then there was me, only making things even worse for her. She couldn't seem to make herself comfortable enough to get a peaceful bit of sleep.
Looking at her, I could feel remorse piling up on me, for everything I put her through, of everything she didn't have to be a part of yet still she was there because of me. I got too attached to her, that's the only way I can describe it. I felt that we could complete each other, and definitely that was absolutely wrong. Maybe not, maybe in a certain way we do complete each other, but that obviously doesn't mean I have to be the reason of every trouble she'd be in. She doesn't deserve to get that at all, not from the person who she thinks saved her.
It felt pretty mixed to look at her. Bitterness remorse carried within, brushing me off entirely every time things flooded back to my head. Yet there was something, some sort of softness that came with looking at her. She was beautiful, I knew that for a fact, she was perfect in every sense of the word. All through the night it felt as if I'd known her for long enough to know every side of her. The sight of her forced a smile on my face.
I'd never been this conflicted before, I'd never felt two things at the same time for one person. It made me so fucking happy to lay my eyes on her, yet every time I look at her, it just reminds me of everything she did because of me, and that twists a thousand knives in my heart.
She probably could sense my eyes burning through her, so she turned to face me. Looking as soft as ever with her body folded like a little box, her eyelids heavy with exhaustion, yet a tiny smile brightened up her face as she looked at me. Something about this girl was surreal.
"Do you want me to drive instead? You look tired as hell." She questioned, a bit too heavily for normal speaking.
"It's fine, we're not that far anyway." I replied, stupidly acting cold and looking away.
"Where are you gonna stay?" She had yet another question for me. Still, her voice tone stuck to its heaviness. I suspected that she would fall asleep every time her eyes flattered for a blink.
"A friend of mine. For a little while though, the bitch is unbearable." Once more, I had an answer for her question. My eyes scanned the road for any sign of San Diego. Signs were all over the place, it won't be a lot further.
"Well I hope I can stay with you, I obviously don't have anywhere else to go." She was half asleep already, she had no idea what she was saying.
"That's for certain! Hope you didn't think you can go far away from me!" I subconsciously jumped, her statement almost drove me nuts.
"Good news, I can't think of anything right now. I'm exhausted to my edges." And with that, her eyes fell closed, and she continued attempting to fall asleep again.
"Glad I didn't let you drive." I chuckled, a part of her so strictly refused to stop being adorable. "But no worries, it will be all over soon."
"Will it?" Her words sounded lighter than a human voice can be, and it caught something in me.
"Yes. Tonight will be a part of a buried past in countable minutes." I let out a sigh of absolute relief when the lights declared that the city was around us.
