the Distance <Remake>

Chapter 8: Hotel

The next day, I hopped on the bus with Greg, as he sat right next to me while it began to take off to the hotel. Everything was silent, and I was hoping it would remain that way. But, Greg decided to perform a dick-move in my opinion; by breaking the silence and beginning to ask me questions:

"So, where are you from, Ruby?"

"It's really none of your concern"

I turned away trying to keep the eye contact to a minimum, hoping he wouldn't see the emotions drawn into them. I spotted lots of cars riding beside us. One was a mustang, quite beautiful though not my taste. Another was a beautiful truck: dark blue, and flowing with the road, speaking a whole nother' language to me, not only because I wanted one but because I used to ride in them with my friends and my father when I was a teenager. It brings back old memories, but a lot that have haunted me. I love trucks, but despise them too because of what happened. Then, not only was I feeling warm and angry due to the trucks presence, but I'm also feeling agitated at this moment due to the sole fact im not very comfortable with opening up to others, bottling up my feelings, especially around Greg, the one person I really wanted to cry to, feeling warm in his arms. But inside I was still the same cantankerous girl I've always been. Always refusing to show weakness in my years of living, avoiding pity from others, and keeping my life story to a minimum. I only tell people what I want them to know, and keep everything else locked up. I had a massive temper with Greg, and I felt no shame innit, but it was for his own good to dislike me in the time we spend together. However, all that is about to change, because I know for a fact in the military they break you and build you back up, and this is to assure you follow orders and perform your duties as they should be. In other words, breaking the civilian habit out of you; But emotion wise, no one will care about me ever again, but the thing is I give no fucks who cares about me or not. Everyone is better off away from me. I have no choice but to follow with everyone else, and consume the bullying and teasing I'll receive over-there. However, I have to go through MEPS first if I want them to approve me.

My eyes turned slightly, and Greg was sitting there on his phone. At least he knows when to keep his mouth glued shut when he takes the hint. Though since he decided to ask questions, I purposely huffed and puffed out loud to annoy him. Thank god the other people enlisting were sitting way at the front, because they haven't done anything to pester me so they dont deserve the torture I'm currently inflicting on Greg. Though, that wasnt my only problem: he stared at me and caught my eye contact on right timing, but I couldn't let him know it bothered me. So I stared back like I was challenging him with determination. Though before I knew it, my mind began spinning in ecstacy after a few seconds into that moment. I had a crush on the guy, but do I have to feel so dizzy around him?

Sometimes I wonder if things would be different if he somehow saw me that way. Though I made a promise I'll never get close to anybody ever again after my sister. The reason being for this is solely due to my past. I can't risk my heart being shattered again after-

Suddenly the thought shook off when the bus performed an unpleasant bumpy stop, making me jump slightly in my seat. Greg stared at me and my heart rate not only increased from being nervous, but breathing began to prove difficult as well. His eyes were my weakness right now, not only because I'm developing a small crush, but because he makes me melt with every stare he exchanges with me. But alas, I can't risk my heart again after everything. Greg signaled me to exit the bus, and I rose from my seat seeing myself towards the double doors. I remained calm as I waited for Greg to catch up with me. He steps out of the bus and makes his way towards my position. Then we proceeded to walk together, and there lying in front of us was a large hotel. It was a very adequate scene, I'll give it that; but I wasnt in any way interested with the appearance. I just wanted some food in my stomach and a place to sleep.