𝑻𝑾𝑶 𝑭𝑨𝑪𝑬𝑫 || H.S

Car Convos |6

I’m back at the same job, after my “disappearance”, giving people their fuel of happiness, which always causes fights and young teenagers vomiting all over the place, kids nowadays do not know their limit for drinking.

I’m not really sure if I enjoy my job as a bartender. Better than nothing, to be honest, at least I’m not serving broke college students coffee as Kristian does, even though he only loads the dishwasher million times a day.

“Pull over to the right side.”, Kristian demanded.

“Why, that’s not the way?”, I asked in a confused tone.

“I have questions, which means I need answers immediately.”

What is wrong with him? Why did he suddenly change his mood and became all furious and mad?

People were crossing the street and I spotted a familiar face in the crowd. I turned the steering wheel to the side, as Kristian told me to do so.

My head started to pound and ring. Wait I know that person. Eventually, I tried to focus on recognizing that somebody, but I failed. I shook my head slightly and turned my head to Kristian, his chest was rising at a fast pace.

“W-we can talk about this later, I promised you, I would.”, I stuttered.

“Don’t get me wrong but- “, his hands were shaking “I don’t trust you man. I mean. I can’t trust you.”, he added.

Trust? He does not believe me. I rehearsed his words in my head over again. The things he had spoken, ripped my heart into a million pieces. It hurt my soul and body.

I cannot blame him. I was gone for years and came back out of the blue. He has the right to feel that way towards me. Even though I wanted to prevent these thoughts, I couldn’t.

“I understand.”, I assured. “I don’t blame you. I can’t blame the person I grew up with.”

“This is all so confusing. We were at your funeral man. We thought you were dead. GONE!”, he yelled.

“Not now Kristian.”, I stated and tightening the grip on the steering wheel. My headache got worse. I tried to ease the pain by taking deep breaths and keeping the focus on my heartbeat.

“When? The day before you disappear again without any valuable-”

“Shut up.”, I interrupted him.

“You are not making any sense. You never did.”, he spat at me.

In the corner of my eye, I saw him trying to open the door but failing miserably, because I had locked it.

“Open the fucking door!”, he commanded.

“Nope. We aren’t at your place yet.”, I grinned and clenched my jaw at the same time.

The fact that he lives in the middle of nowhere, makes me irritated sometimes. Why would anyone live in the countryside?

“I can get there by myself. I don’t need a stupid lift from you.”, he taunted.

“I owe you one. Remember?”

“Yeah but you decided to fake your death and disappear.”, he grumbled.

“Here we go again. Stop complaining about god’s sake.”, I called out.

“Asshole”, he whispered and crossed his arms in front of his chest like a kid.

I recognized the village where Kristian lives. Still the old same. Nothing has changed. What am I even talking about? I was not gone for decades.

- A few moments later  -

“You have now reached your destination! Welcome to Kristian’s old crib.”, I mimicked the voice of a navigator, it made me let out a loud laugh.

“It’s so sad that you are laughing at your own jokes man.”, he chuckled.

“Now get out!”, I giggled in a sarcastic way. “I have to run errands for the bar. Speaking of that, do you want to come over tonight?”, I asked him.

“I don’t know. Those kids there keep getting wasted, including my sister. They kind of ruin the night every time.”, he said.

“You aren’t the one who wipes their puke away, are you?”, I furrowed my eyebrows.

“Fine. I’ll come with Zahra. Invite Milana maybe? You guys have a lot of things to talk about.”, Kristian talked.

There is no way I’ll invite her. I already caused many problems; I don’t want to be another burden.

“Yeah sure. We’ll see each other.”

“Bye!”, he hand-waved, as he stepped out of the car and walked towards the front yard.