My Old Pickup Truck

Evil

4:50pm Wednesday

I'm on my way to the convenience store near my college for my shift.

I feel so drained after using my brain at that stupid physics class. I hate physics, but you gotta have education in life.

I arrived a few minutes later and changed into my usual uniform.

7:00pm Wednesday

I was brought back to reality by the ring of the bell on the door. I look over to the door and I see Claire's mom.

She was looking for cigarettes and..

"The lighter's over here, ma'am." My co-worker says beside me. Claire's mom looks to our direction and walks up to us.

"Ash, what the fuck?" I whisper to him, looking down, pretending to do something.

"Huh?" He says and I see Claire's mom right in front of him. "Oh. Hi, ma'am. Here are the lighters."

Ash got her cigarettes and lighter punched. On her way out, she caught a glimpse of me and her nose flared like a dragon. She walked out and it's like nothing.

"Ash, what the fuck is wrong with you?" I ask him, smacking his shoulder.

"Ow! Why?! What did I do?" He holds his shoulder.

"That woman you called..." And I told him about Claire and the woman was evil. Of course, I didn't tell him about Claire's problem.

"Oh! You're taking out her child, of course she's gonna be mad at you. Mom's do that. At least my girlfriend's mom is not so bad, but she still doesn't like me." He says, looking at nothing. "This girl you're talking about umm...."

"Claire, yes." I say.

"Claire, this is the girl you're with last week, right? Here?" I blush at the memory of Claire.

"Yea. Why?"

"Yea. I think I remember her. She lives in the same subdivision as I do." He looks at me. "I think I remember her dad being arrested." He rest his hand on top of his head. "And I remember her being brought to the hospital with a wounded arm." He looked like he felt bad for Claire.

I look at him straight in the eyes. "It's sad, yea? To have been a child who has suffered abuse." We both look down.

"Her mom is evil tho, you know that." He says and we both laugh.

8:00pm Wednesday

"Hey, Ash. I'm gonna go now. My shift is over." I say looking up to him from my watch.

"Okay, take care." He pat my head as I walked past him.

When I got to my truck, I find a figure of a person on the other side of the driver's, looking straight at me.. emotionless.

"Good evening po, Mrs. Jo." I say in a friendly manner.

She walks around the hood side and then in front of me.

"You are my daughter's friend, right? The one who brings her out of the house?" She asks in a monotonous voice.

"Y-yes, ma'am." I say, stuttering.

"If I see you one more time with my daughter.." she looks at me straight in the eyes.

"...." I put up a stern face. "I know what you did to her." I say to her eyes, not batting a lash. "You are blaming her for everything." Then a voice from behind shouted.

"Hey! Louise!" Ash calls out to me, having me break eye contact with Claire's mom. I look at him with a thank you for saving me face, then he gave me a you're welcome one. "You forgot your jacket!" He shouts holding his jacket. I walk closer to him and he whispers. "What the fuck are you doing talking to her? Here's your jacket." He smile to me, then he looks behind me and smiled at evil mom.

"Thanks, Ash." I walk back to the truck and opened the door and went in.

She walks past me and whispers. "Stay away from my daughter or you'll get hurt."

Ash looks at me through the windshield and waves me goodbye. I look to my left to find nobody.

9:00pm Wednesday

A knock was on my door, when I was watching anime in the living room. I walk towards the door and opened it to find an all-too-familiar face.

"Can I stay here for the night?" She asks.

"Always." I say, and she walked straight to the couch and made herself comfortable. I close the door behind me and sat beside her. "What happened?" I ask.

I look at her face and with just the TV light and the dim lights on made it hard for me to see, but I did. Her cheek, again, has lines of bruises. She looks at me and tears suddenly roll down her face. It showed defeat and I have never seen her this sad and hurt. She weeps more.

"Take me away.. anywhere." She says in her breath with her lips quivering. I couldn't think of anything to say at the moment, so I pulled her into an embrace. I start to feel her shaking die down. We stayed like that for a while. Then I let go and stood up to go and get her a glass of water.

I turn the TV off and she drank the water. I lead her to my room and tied the curtain and cracked the window open a little. We see the stars clearly from inside.

"You need something, I'll be on the couch." I tell her. She lies down, I switched the lights off and walked out. I didn't close the door so I'd hear if something happens to her.

9:40pm Wednesday

I feel a poke on my forehead, I open my eyes to see her face inches away from mine. She's sitting on the floor and has a blanket over her shoulder. "What is it?" I ask in a whisper.

"Sleep beside me." She says and I stand up with her still sat on the ground. I pull her up and she held my hand.

She's like a child.

We reach the bed and I drop on it and she laid next to me. I look at her and she stared at my eyes. Her eyes then shifts from my eyes, to my lips, to my cheeks, and back to my eyes. She suddenly sits up and straddled me. I was shaken and didn't know what to do. We were just there, staring at each other. With both her hands on the sides of my head, her hair touching my ears and cheeks, she leans and lowers herself to my face but taking a quick glance at my lips until I felt hers.

I close my eyes, she put her hands on my cheeks, and my hands on her waist. I feel the loss of control over my body and it started doing things on its own. My hand starts to lift her shirt and caressed the small part of her sides then suddenly, I was starting to feel heat come out of my body.

Our lips danced along the curtains and our music was the wind and our breathing.

Again.. what is this feeling? I had this from the second time we kissed.

Chills running down my back, the small hairs on her arm, our necks red hot, and skins starting to sweat. She broke off from the kiss and took her shirt off. I couldn't look so I took my sweater off as well. With both of us now topless, she goes back to kissing my lips and she put her hand on my chest.

I took a deep breath along the kiss and accepted the fact that this is happening. I put one hand on her nape and the other on her chest.

Our hearts beating fast, skipping a beat, and losing rhythm. Our body heat making us both sweaty. Our skins almost merging. Our limbs all around the place. Our lips meeting from time to time. Our eyes, opens and closes. Muscles are tensing. Bodies are twitching. Bodies are quivering. Bodies has rested. The blankets were our only hope of sanity for the cold night after losing almost all of our energy.

And you lose yourself in the middle of sex, because you've become no longer an individual but a secret that two people keep.