Who Are You?

The Trip

We had left our little town in Indiana and made it to Boston, MA. I have been driving for about a day without sleep. Lizzie keeps saying we need to pull over and get some rest, but I don't want to sleep. I don't want to have the nightmare again. I can't, won't, sleep no matter how tired I am now. I am on a mission, I have to protect my family. A couple months before my parents were killed, they had told me that I was going to be a sister. I was so excited, I couldn't have been happier than I had then. Now it was all gone, I will never have a family, I won't have to be responsible for a sibling.

Lizzie was asleep in the passenger seat when I looked over. Since she was asleep, I let the tears fall making sure to be quiet. I couldn't stop the waterfall as much as I tried. It seemed like I was going to be crying for a while. When we finally stopped, Lizzie noticed my tear stained face. She began to speak, but I cut her off. ¨They're open. We should go in a by some weapons, I read the sell them to us. Come on, we have to get going, then we can stop and get food.¨ She started to protest, but I ignored her. As I walked into the store, I got a little creeped out. A guy stood behind the counter and looked at us. He looked about 17 years old, dark hair, blue/gray eyes and and eyebrow and lip piercing. He had huge muscles, and looked at me with a hungry look.

I went up to him and asked him, ¨Do you have any type of guns that could, ya know, kill ghosts or something?¨ When I looked this shop up it said they had them so I was going to ask. He gave me a questioning look and he was about to speak when Lizzie cut him off.

¨Name the price moron, we haven't got all day.¨ He glared at her when she said this. If looks could kill, Lizzie would be dead by now.

¨Listen, I'm going to ask you once, why do you need them? What could you two little girls need with guns, knives, and stuff like that.¨ He said voice lacing with anger.

¨Listen asshole, do you want to sell something, or stand there like some jackass retard.¨ As soon as the words were out of my mouth I regretted them. He was over the counter faster than the speed of light, if that was even possible. His hand grabbed my throat and he pushed me against the nearest wall. My back slammed against the wall and I gasped and let out a little whimper.

¨Say that again and I won't be afraid to kill you.¨ He looked me up and down as if to analyze how long it would take to kill me. Then the look in his eyes turned to something more. Lizzie came up behind him and punched him he didn't seem fazed as he turned slightly still, holding me up, and punched her so hard she went flying. She fell on the floor and didn't get up. She lay there unconscious and this fool wouldn't let me help her. He turned back to me, looked at my face and his eyes moved up and down my face, then came to a stop on my lips.

Before I could register what happened, his lips crashed on to mine. His hands went to my waist and pulled me closer. For some reason I responded by wrapping my arms around his neck. He left a trail down my neck and came back to my lips. His lips were surprisingly gentle, but when he bit my lip, I gasped and he took his advantage and slipped his tongue over mine. We fought for dominance, but he eventually won. My hands moved up his shirt and he groaned in my mouth. What am I doing? I shouldn't be doing this. One he's a stranger, two he just hurt your best friend. But damn he's good at kissing, I don't want him to stop kissing me. I wanted to stop, but I didn't want to stop. He just hurt your best friend, your sister. The only family you have. That got me awake. 

His hands were on my thighs, but luckily he was not holding onto me too tight. I pushed him and he stumbled back surprised. He looked at me and asked, ¨what was that for?¨ 

¨You just threatened me and hurt my best friend. What do you think it was for?¨ I yelled. 

¨You seemed to be enjoying it. What can I say, I'm the best.¨ He stated.

¨You're arrogant, self-righteous, and you're an asshole. Don't think you can threaten someone's life, then hurt their best friend and get away with it, then kiss them.¨ I was getting angrier with each word. ¨So let me buy the damn guns and we'll be out of here.¨ 

¨Well, first off, that was making out, not kissing. Second, the guns, alright lets go get them.¨ I sighed in relief when I saw Lizzie getting up. I ran over to her and helped her up.

¨Hey, how's your head?¨ I questioned.

¨It would be fine if that fucking douche didn't punch me.¨ She stated rubbing her head.

¨Watch what you say or I'll do it again.¨ He replied coldly. 

He came back with the stuff we needed and payed for them. He winked at me as we left and I flipped him the bird and he glared at me. I laughed and got in the car. After we got food we hit the road again. I knew I needed sleep, but wasn't going to right now. So I kept driving, and I will keep driving all I can to an unknown journey. 

 Thanks for reading hope you enjoy it. Please comment what I could do better or if you like it. Vote please. 

P.S.- sorry it's short.