The Runaways: Chp 11: Bonfire

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Olivias P.O.V

As we walked back into our room, I walked into the bathroom. The tile floor was very cold, and it sent chills up my spine. I grabbed a towel and began wrapping my hair. Jacob walked into the doorway tiredly. "so what's this "bonfire" you were talking about?". I pushed passed and began setting up our bags for go. "it's a local hippie hang out..". I sat up on the motels brown drawers and ran my fingers through my hair. "she said there's going to be plenty of weed, beer, music and dancing". Jacob's eye brows lifted and face twisted, "since when did you smoke and drink?". I looked down, "I don't.. it's just Nessa makes it seem so cool wouldn't you like to try for once?". He walked over to me and rubbed my thighs weakly. "I don't know about you but I'd rather not be a drunky or weed head, so I can die young ? my face is too beautiful for that". I jumped off the drawer and onto the bed, throwing a pillow at Jacob, "you would say that". He walked over to me the slapped my thigh, "now come on If were going to leave for a "bonfire" we mine as well get going right?". 

We grabbed all of our bags and walked back to the hotels lobby. The desk lady from yesterday greeted us with a smile. "it's about time... leaving already?" she said sarcastically. I gave her a fake smile, "sadly yes.. It's seems as if this hotel wasn't good enough so were off to find a new one". I handed her the rooms key and added a intimidating smile just to trip her up a little. Her face dropped as we walked out into burning  hot sun. I wonder if it's always this hot. 

Nessas P.O.V

Me and Trey made our way back to our filthy Motel room. There was red cups every where, we sometimes sat our cups in the ashtrays. There were clean and dirty clothes thrown all over the room. Sometimes we would actually just pick them off the floor and put them on. As we walked into the room there was empty pizza box on the bed. I rolled my eyes then threw it at Trey, "it would be nice if you actually cleaned up around here". He climbed on top of me and grabbed my face, "it would be nice if you have me some of that once in a while" his finger was pointing down to my shorts. He grabs my face and kisses me deeply. I feel like I'm floating and get comfortable, as he pushes my body down onto the bed. He lays directly on top of me, breaks the kiss the reaches for my zipper. 

"wait Trey... we can't do this right now...". By the look of his face I could tell he's disappointed. "Fine". He gets off of me, grabs a few bags then leaves. I sit there bewildered, is he mad at me?. I shake it off and also grabs my bags. As I walk outside I see Trey leaning on our red jeep with his arms folded. I sigh then stand by him. It was like he was trying to avoid me. I tapped my fingers on my arms then pulled out a pack of cigarettes. 

'I really don't like that?" he says still avoiding eye contact. "it's not healthy...... your to beautiful for that". He finally turned towards me and looked me deep into my eyes. "I'll stop for you....". With that I threw the entire cigarette package down and planted a smooch onto his lips. Suddenly Jacob and Olivia walked outside. I ran up to Olivia delightfully and we gave each the huge hugs, as to where Jacob and Trey gave each other dap. There were sweat beads running down everyone's foreheads 

"so are we riding with yall?" Olivia asked with a huge smile on her face. Olivia was a lovely girl with beautiful brown hair, with a bright smile that could intimidate anyone. I sort of envied her, I just hope that she wouldn't try anything with Trey. 

"of course!". She turned to Jacob making sure that is was fine with him. He looked around examining our surroundings, "yes and it we should ditch that car before anyone tracks us down". Um.. Wtf did he mean "track us down" ?.   I hope they're not up to anything, maybe I'm just stressing it to much. I really need to chill out. Me and Trey helped out with putting they're bags into the trunk. Before getting into the passengers seat Trey slapped my butt. "ROADD TRIPP". We sped down the streets of Las Vegas just living, loving and enjoying the free life. 

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