Driving, driving, driving.. Driving takes my mind off everything. Driving my sisters gorgeous new Volvo Motorcycle especially helps me clear my mind; gets my boyfriends death off my mind, mainly. So, I drive. I drive to clear my mind; I kill demons to release my anger; I drink to kill my inner demons, you know how it goes. Clare, my sister, does the same, except she doesn't drink to kill her inner demons, she drinks to reminisce on the good times; the memories, since we have so few. Being sisters to an adoptive family has been hard, but being demon-hunting sisters to an adoptive family has been much harder. But I guess that's what this is about; learning how to deal with it. Learning how to keep it from them, to protect them, to keep them safe. And I guess if running away from my family is how I protect them, then so be it.
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