FLOWERS

Phlox

When they had traveled with Marvin, they traveled slow. Taking every stop available. Spending weeks in diffenrent places. Enjoying the adventure. But now it was real. Now there was no stopping. No breathing. No enjoying life. Now, there was only running.

Within less than 48 hours, they were in the middle of texas. They had never been there, never even thought about it. But they were there. Sam had decided that the best way to get away from Alonzo was to leave the country. So he was going to Mexico. The farthest place away from Ohio that he could drive too. Lilly had taken care of the money situation for them. She gathered up a group of inecent people by knocking out random pedestraians with a rock while nobody was looking, then she tied them all up in an abandoned barn in the middle of the countryside and stole their wallets. Then she simply burned the barn down with everyone tied up inside. Sam had told her that that may have been more steps than necisary, but Lilly really needed the fix.

As for Sam, he didn't participate besides driving the victims from one place to another. He wasn't super sure about it. He wasn't against it, but he just wasn't ready to do something that extreme. He heard there screams though. Every single one of them. Those would never leave his brain. Ever.

Now he sat alone in Marvin's taxi with an orange soda in his hand, watching Lilly murder a motel manager with an axe. They needed a place to sleep and she wasn't willing to spend the money they desperatly needed for gas. So Sam watched her cut up an innocent man with an axe in the middle of a gravel parking lot. It wasn't like anyone would find out before tomorrow. The hotel thay had chosen was in the middle of nowhere. Somewhere where crack dealers did their buisness and prostitutes pleased their customers. So, even if someone saw it, they wouldn't say anything. The biggest rule of a criminal was to never squeel about another criminal. At least, Sam assumed that was a rule. He had only seen this kind of thing on television. He wished it would have stayed on television.

Sam opened his door and got out of the car. He walked into the main hotel lobby and went behind the desk for a key. He grabbed the first one he saw and walked back out. He felt the gravel crunch under his heavy black shoes, and tried to focus on that noise over the sound of the axe going through human bones. He unlocked room number 4 and opened the door. He went in and closed it behind him, without a word to Lilly. He wasn't really sure what he'd say to her anyways.

She didn't notice at first, but after a moment, she looked up from her play thing to see if Sam was still watching. She loved to share her art with him because he was always so happy to see her having fun. She felt like a kid showing a drawing to a parent whe she saw his face, but this time, when she looked up and didn't see him anywhere, that childish joy disapeasred quickly. She looked around, but Sam was nowhere to be seen. She crossed her eyebrows and examined the motel rooms, until she noticed the lights through the window of room number 4. She frowned, dropped her axe and walked over to the room. She knocked on the door.

After a moment of time passed, Sam opened the door and looked at her with a blank expression. "It wasn't locked." He said nonchalantly, then walked back over to the motel bed and laid down on it.

Lilly closed the door behind her as she entered the room. She cautiously walked over to Sam and stood by the side of the bed.

Sam looked up at her and scooted over for her to lay next to him.

She did and cuddled onto his shoulder. She didn't know what was wrong, but she desperatly wanted to fix it. She didn't like it when Sam was upset. She didn't really get upset herself because she was pretty cool with whatever, but Sam had an affect on her that no one else could. He made her feel.

Sam didn't recipricate the cuddle. He didn't really feel like it. He didn't really know what he felt, but it definantly wasn't positive. He felt... used. Like a tissue. He felt dirty and unconfortable.