Fractured

Chapter 17

It may have been stupid to knock on a strangers cars window.

But either way I walked over to the car, my jeans sticking to my legs as I walked.

I wasn't even positive it was his car, I cupped my hands around my eyes and peered into the window there was defiantly someone in there.

What if he just told me to get the hell out of his car? Well I guess it didn't hurt to try?

Either way I was cold it was raining and heaven for bid the damn lightning and thunder still hasn't let up. I looked down at my clothes I was completely drenched.

Thunder boomed causing me to jump. I was always afraid of thunder, ever since I was little it scared me so bad that I spent many sleepless night curled into a ball dreading the next blast of thunder.

I raised my knuckle to the window and prayed to God this car was Conners because if It wasn't this was going to be hard to explain to the person inside.

My knuckles light tapped the window twice I was afraid that if I knocked more than that Conner would freak out he was more than unpredictable.

Trying to figure out what he was going to say or do next was like trying to take the salt out of sea water.

Impossible.

There was no answer and I was getting annoyed so I opend the passanger door just a crack, just enoght for me to peak in and sure enough Conner was in there very much asleep. And very much passed out.

I opend the door enough for myself to slip in. I didn't care if when he woke up he thought I was a psycho . I didn't care that he probably thought I lost my mind when he saw me when he woke up.

I was cold and exhausted and his car was warm and inviting. Conner had a really nice car and it smelt just like him there wasn't any center council and he was lying across the front seat his head fell on my lap and I froze. Afraid he would wake up. After about thirty seconds he didn't move so I slipped his head out from ontop of my thighs and opened the passager door. If I couldn't sleep in the front seat I would sleep in the back seat. But before I could slip out if the car a hand grabed my wrist. I looked over at Conner his eyes where just open a crack.

"Don't leave." His voice croaked and it was just loud enough for me to hear over the pounding rain ricocheting off his car. He looked so vulnerable right now his dark hair almost black from the rain and his face and lips pale from the cold.
My heart skipped a beat. Then I realized he was drunk. This probably didn't mean anything to him, so I wasn't going to let it mean anything to me.

And maybe I'll regret this later but, right now I was to tired and to exhausted to care so I shut the passenger door and layed with him on my side across the front seat. It was a weird position his face was directly next to my stomach and mine next to his.

His car was running when I lied down. And it annoyed me. I couldn't fall asleep it was too hot.

Maybe it was because we where literally pressed up against each other. I could feel the heat radiating off of him.

Yeah maybe that was it.

Cars weren't exactly trust worthy to me right now.

I didn't care if the heat turned off when I turned the ignition off I did it anyways.
I lied back down and closed my eyes willing to make myself forget I was in Conners car, So I could fall asleep.
An arm draped across my stomach and I felt Conners head push deeper into my stomach. I sighed, to tired to move.

My last thought when I fell asleep is that I was in deep shit.

When I woke up Conner was still sleeping his face was the first thing I saw when I opened my eyes somehow In the middle of the night he managed to flip himself over so now his face was no the same side of the car seat as mine. He looked so peace full when he slept. I tore my eyes away from his face and flipped myself on my back. The seat was just wide enoght for half of me to fit on the seat lying like this and the other half dangling off the edge.