Amy stares hard against the rain coming down in waves on the road in front of her.
~*~Floorboard's filled with baby toys,
An' empty coke bottles an' coffee cups~*~
In the silence of the night the coke cup rattling in the broken cup holder is annoying to Amy, grabbing the bottle she tosses it onto the all ready trashed floor of the car, three days nearly straight in a car trash built up easily.
~*~Drivin' through the rain with no radio,
Tryin' not to wake her up~*~
Amy almost ached from the silence, anything would be nice to get her mind off of the reason why she had been in the car for three days, but glancing over into the passenger seat she knows that turning the radio on would wake her sleeping passenger.
~*~Cell 'phone says "low battery"
God, what if I break down?~*~
The cell phone beeping startles Amy and grabbing it quickly she lets out a length breath the low battery sign if flashing and she doesn't have a car charger, it just figured, and with this hunk of junk she constantly ran the risk that it was going to break down.
~*~I'm just lookin' for an exit with a lotta lights,
A safe little interstate town~*~
When she left she'd had no idea where she was going, she still had no idea where she was going. For that matter she had no idea where she was, but right now she would be content for some sign of life in the middle of nowhere, so that she could pull over out of the storm and get some sleep.
~*~Just a cheap hotel,
With a single bed
And cable TV:
Is good enough for me an' Emily~*~
She didn't need anywhere nice, she just needed somewhere that had a bed she and Emily could share, instead of sleeping in the car. And Emily was getting bored, Amy hadn't brought anything to entertain Emily with and a TV would keep her entertained until Amy could figure out what she was doing.
~*~Some day, when she's old enough,
She's gonna start askin' questions about him~*~
I only three days Amy had all ready started to think in advance what this would do to her fragile four-year-old, what she would actually remember about her father in the future.
~*~Some kid at school brings his Dad for show an' tell,
An' gets her little mind a-wonderin':
"Where's my Daddy? Do I have one?
"Does he not love me like you do?"~*~
Amy had all ready started thinking about what she was going to tell her daughter about her father and why he wasn't with them. And every time had something figured out it just sounded stupid.
~*~Oh, maybe I'll find someone to love the both of us,
An' I'll tell her when she's old enough to know the truth~*~
In only three days Amy had even entertained the idea of finding someone knew, her divorce wasn't even started and she was trying to find the fairy tale ending, but deep down Amy knew enough about life to know that there was no such thing as fairy tale endings. People died. People went away. And the people left standing got hurt.
~*~Will it break her heart?
Will she understand,
That I had to leave?
That's what was best for me an' Emily~*~
Amy knew that her daughter didn't understand now why she had to leave but she wondered if in the future the truth would hurt her daughter, or if she would even understand why Amy had to take here away from her father.
~*~That house was never clean enough; his dinner never warm enough.
Nothing I did was ever good enough to make him happy
So, I guess, he gave me what he thought I deserved~*~
Marcus always came home in a bad mood and everything Amy did made him angry, how many times had she written his abusive words off as job related stress? How many times had she blamed the broken dinner plates and the food on the wall on a troublesome client? She even excused the bruises on her cheeks and arms, his homes life had been bad growing up he didn't have a good example.
~*~But it would kill me if he ever raised his hand to her~*~
And then he had yelled at Emily for spilling her milk and Amy knew that she couldn't stay there, she couldn't risk putting her daughter in his path too. So that was why while he was at work she'd gotten together as many clothes as possible and hurriedly gotten out of town.
~*~Big rigs are throwin' rain on my windshield,
An' I feel like they're laughin' at me~*~
Amy's thoughts are breaking her concentration on the road and she is going under the speed limit so that even the big rigs are passing her and adding to the water the windshield wiper is fighting. Amy feels so vulnerable that she can almost feel their laughing eyes on her bruised cheek and instinctively she touches her cheek with her hand.
~*~Fin'lly the storm is lettin' up,
An' the mornin' is breakin' free~*~
Almost in an instant she the storm begins to let up to a light drizzle and on the horizon she can see the sunrise attempting to break through the dark clouds.
~*~It's a brand new day,
It's a second chance~*~
Whenever she got where she was going she'd be able to figure out what to do, she was strong and she would get through this.
~*~Yesterday is just a memory,
For me an' Emily~*~
Marcus' abusive words and rough hands were no longer a part of her life, she and Emily were going to find a better life somewhere.
~*~Least there's one good thing that he gave me,
An' she's startin' to wake up~*~
Amy couldn't completely hate Marcus' she realizes as she glances over at a yawning Emily, because he had given her the one thing that could keep her strong.
"Mommy are we there yet?" Emily was the one thing that was going to get Amy through everything and their life was just starting.
The first chapter is a song fic but the rest of the story isn't...just fyi!
~*~Floorboard's filled with baby toys,
An' empty coke bottles an' coffee cups~*~
In the silence of the night the coke cup rattling in the broken cup holder is annoying to Amy, grabbing the bottle she tosses it onto the all ready trashed floor of the car, three days nearly straight in a car trash built up easily.
~*~Drivin' through the rain with no radio,
Tryin' not to wake her up~*~
Amy almost ached from the silence, anything would be nice to get her mind off of the reason why she had been in the car for three days, but glancing over into the passenger seat she knows that turning the radio on would wake her sleeping passenger.
~*~Cell 'phone says "low battery"
God, what if I break down?~*~
The cell phone beeping startles Amy and grabbing it quickly she lets out a length breath the low battery sign if flashing and she doesn't have a car charger, it just figured, and with this hunk of junk she constantly ran the risk that it was going to break down.
~*~I'm just lookin' for an exit with a lotta lights,
A safe little interstate town~*~
When she left she'd had no idea where she was going, she still had no idea where she was going. For that matter she had no idea where she was, but right now she would be content for some sign of life in the middle of nowhere, so that she could pull over out of the storm and get some sleep.
~*~Just a cheap hotel,
With a single bed
And cable TV:
Is good enough for me an' Emily~*~
She didn't need anywhere nice, she just needed somewhere that had a bed she and Emily could share, instead of sleeping in the car. And Emily was getting bored, Amy hadn't brought anything to entertain Emily with and a TV would keep her entertained until Amy could figure out what she was doing.
~*~Some day, when she's old enough,
She's gonna start askin' questions about him~*~
I only three days Amy had all ready started to think in advance what this would do to her fragile four-year-old, what she would actually remember about her father in the future.
~*~Some kid at school brings his Dad for show an' tell,
An' gets her little mind a-wonderin':
"Where's my Daddy? Do I have one?
"Does he not love me like you do?"~*~
Amy had all ready started thinking about what she was going to tell her daughter about her father and why he wasn't with them. And every time had something figured out it just sounded stupid.
~*~Oh, maybe I'll find someone to love the both of us,
An' I'll tell her when she's old enough to know the truth~*~
In only three days Amy had even entertained the idea of finding someone knew, her divorce wasn't even started and she was trying to find the fairy tale ending, but deep down Amy knew enough about life to know that there was no such thing as fairy tale endings. People died. People went away. And the people left standing got hurt.
~*~Will it break her heart?
Will she understand,
That I had to leave?
That's what was best for me an' Emily~*~
Amy knew that her daughter didn't understand now why she had to leave but she wondered if in the future the truth would hurt her daughter, or if she would even understand why Amy had to take here away from her father.
~*~That house was never clean enough; his dinner never warm enough.
Nothing I did was ever good enough to make him happy
So, I guess, he gave me what he thought I deserved~*~
Marcus always came home in a bad mood and everything Amy did made him angry, how many times had she written his abusive words off as job related stress? How many times had she blamed the broken dinner plates and the food on the wall on a troublesome client? She even excused the bruises on her cheeks and arms, his homes life had been bad growing up he didn't have a good example.
~*~But it would kill me if he ever raised his hand to her~*~
And then he had yelled at Emily for spilling her milk and Amy knew that she couldn't stay there, she couldn't risk putting her daughter in his path too. So that was why while he was at work she'd gotten together as many clothes as possible and hurriedly gotten out of town.
~*~Big rigs are throwin' rain on my windshield,
An' I feel like they're laughin' at me~*~
Amy's thoughts are breaking her concentration on the road and she is going under the speed limit so that even the big rigs are passing her and adding to the water the windshield wiper is fighting. Amy feels so vulnerable that she can almost feel their laughing eyes on her bruised cheek and instinctively she touches her cheek with her hand.
~*~Fin'lly the storm is lettin' up,
An' the mornin' is breakin' free~*~
Almost in an instant she the storm begins to let up to a light drizzle and on the horizon she can see the sunrise attempting to break through the dark clouds.
~*~It's a brand new day,
It's a second chance~*~
Whenever she got where she was going she'd be able to figure out what to do, she was strong and she would get through this.
~*~Yesterday is just a memory,
For me an' Emily~*~
Marcus' abusive words and rough hands were no longer a part of her life, she and Emily were going to find a better life somewhere.
~*~Least there's one good thing that he gave me,
An' she's startin' to wake up~*~
Amy couldn't completely hate Marcus' she realizes as she glances over at a yawning Emily, because he had given her the one thing that could keep her strong.
"Mommy are we there yet?" Emily was the one thing that was going to get Amy through everything and their life was just starting.
The first chapter is a song fic but the rest of the story isn't...just fyi!