The Denny House

chapter 18

"you ready?" I asked Heath as he hopped into the passenger seat.

"Hell yeah." He said with obvious excitement.

"Will you get the GPS pulled up please. I've got no clue where I'm going" I laughed.

"Yeah sure."

I unlocked my phone for Heath and handed it to him.

"How long do you want this road trip to be. We can take like 3 routes. They all are pretty long." He asked scrolling through my phone.

"Uh. You pick." I said whilst switching lanes.

"Longest one it is." He said.

Right as he was about to turn off my phone, I got a message.

"It's an unidentified number." Heath said with a sceptical look on his face.

"Oh it's probably a bill collector." I lied.

"Ava. Bill collectors don't text." He paused. "I'm reading it."

I knew who it was to begin with but, I didn't want to to Heath. I guess that's out the window.

"Hey baby. You dtf?" Heath read aloud.

I laughed.

"Who the hell is this bitch?" Heath asked.

"I met him at Ralph's earlier today. He asked for my number. I have nothing to loose so I gave it to him." I confessed.

Ding

My phone went off again.

"OH MY GOD!" Heath shouted.

I swerved on the road.

"Heath! You fucking scared me you prick!"

"I'm sorry but he just sent a dick pic." Heath started laughing like a maniac.

"Oh no. Show me." I said. Heath turned the phone towards me.

Damn.

"AVA WATCH THE ROAD!" Heath shouted.

I pulled back into my lane and acted as if nothing happened.

"I'd rather not die this trip." Heath said

"Can't relate." I said.

Heath laughed and turned the radio up. We drove for about 4 hours just singing to the music and having fun.

"Take the next exit. I have to pee." Heath said.

"Okay. I'm hungry anyway. What do you want to eat?"

"Olive Garden."

"Alrighty then."

About 15 minutes later, I took an exit into a random town. We found an Olive Garden and parked. We got out of the truck and walked in.

"How many?" The hostess asked.

"2 please." I responded

"Follow me." She lead us to our table.

We sat down at your table and started looking at the menu.

"Hi I'm Stacy. I'll be taking care of you tonight. Can I get you something to drink?" She asked, looking at Heath with a shit eating grin on her face.

"Uh, I'll do a coke please." I said.

"Alright and for you sir?" She cooed.

"Do you have Coronas?" Heath asked. I kicked him under the table. Stacy laughed like it was the funniest thing in the world.