Chapter Seven

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Leah's POV

After paying for the gas I made a bee line for the bathroom. It smelled awful and I was fairly certain their was crap smeared on the wall. I wanted to hurl. But it didn't matter. I really had to go. After I did my business I quickly washed my hands, cursing when they didn't have any paper towels.

After that was said and done, I counted the money left over from paying for the gas. 3 dollars. It wasn't much but it snagged me a Coke and an Airhead. During the time I had been in the bathroom, the nice lady who had checked me out for the gas had apparently left. In her place stood a man, kind of tall, with long, greasy, black hair. He smelled too; Like onions.
I scrunched my nose as the smell wafted up my nostrils.  How disgusting.  But, I sighed, and placed my items up on the counter.
"Anything else for you?" He asked, ringing them up.

"No, that will be all."  I replied, hoping to keep the conversation short.  He smirked, though, and leaned forward, holding my snack high above me.

"Ah, come on now.  You don't want anything else?"

I rolled my eyes.  I didn't have time for this. Dean would be wondering where I was soon. 

"Please, just give me my stuff.  My family is waiting on me." I whined, hoping the mention of other people would put him on guard so he'd give me my drink and candy.  I had no such luck. 

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