BY: Me
RATING: R
SUMMARY: They only ruin the story...
DISCLAIMER: I still don't own the show. Ask again when Disney's conspiracies send it down the toilet.
I don't even know how long I've been here. Days, weeks? I lost all track of time after she cut me those first few times. I must've passed out. How long? I don't know. Only she knows for how long.
Jack was on the way back from the airport with Clu. It was spring break and Clu had come home so they could all go camping for the week. They were more than halfway home and Jack had noticed that Clu hadn't even said a word since they first saw each other at the airport terminal. Clu seemed troubled by something and since this was his best friend, Jack felt he had to find out what was wrong.
"Clu? You okay, man? You seem spaced."
Clu continued staring out the window, finally those words escaped his lips.
"I want more."
"What's that?"
"Us. I want more out of us."
Jack just stared at him, not seeing the car sitting in the middle of the road ahead. Clu looked just in time but by the time he yelled to Jack, it was too late.
I want to know how Jack is doing. Did he survive the car crash? Is he mad at me? Is he even still alive? Are they looking for me? Someday I'll know all of this. I will get out of here. Some day. Back to everyone. Back to him.