I was walking to my car after work. Another day where I did my whole job without being noticed once. Not that I was complaining or anything, it just got annoying every now and then.
My car was parked in the same spot it always was. I didn't have an assigned spot, that was just where I always parked. It was in the row farthest away from the building, because I didn't want anyone getting mad at me for taking their spot. As much as it would be nice for people to talk to me, I didn't want them mad. I got to my car and was unlocking the door when a man wearing a hat walked right up to me and without saying anything kissed me on the lips.
That was the moment that changed my life.
"Hey, you're cute! This your car?" The man said after he pulled away. I was still too stunned to do anything, so I stood there like an idiot with my mouth slightly open as he jumped in the driver's side of my car and crawled over to the passengers seat. "Are you getting in or what?" He asked, poking his head out.
"Um... ok..." So I got into my car, beside the man. His hat was on so that it was difficult to see his face since it was covered in shadows, but when I got in he lifted his head slightly so I could see his face. He was actually quite handsome.
"So you don't mind if I come with you, right?" He was already buckling his seatbelt. For the first time, I noticed he had a backpack that he was holding. He turned in his seat to look behind him. "I'm Al, by the way."
"M-Matthew." I replied, turning on the car. What was I supposed to do? I couldn't very well tell him to get out. I hardly spoke to anyone on a regular basis, so I was finding it difficult talking to the person who had just stolen my first kiss. I pulled out of the parking space. "Do you, uh, need to go somewhere?" Maybe he just needed a ride.
"Anywhere is fine." Once again, he glanced behind us and held his bag tighter.
So I just drove. I didn't want to take him to my house and didn't know where else to go, so I kept driving. Once I had to pull over because there were some police cars with their lights on, but besides that nothing much happened. Al kept talking like we had known each other for a while, though.
"You don't talk much, Matt." He said after about ten minutes.
"S-sorry. Um, so what do you have in the bag?" I asked, trying to make conversation.
He gave a little laugh and started opening the bag. I had figured it would be clothes or something. "Well, you see, I just robbed a bank." He showed me the contents of the bag, and it was full of money.
I almost crashed. "You what? Oh my God, am I a hostage?" I yelled as I regained control of the wheel. I was in a car with a criminal! Those police cars had probably been looking for him! What could I do, this was horrible! "Please don't kill me!"
"Loosen up, I'm not gonna kill you. I needed a getaway vehicle. And you were cute, like I said." Why was he so calm? He just robbed a bank! "Anyway, that camera that was in your parking lot probably saw me give you a kiss and get in the car, so now they will be thinking we're a regular Bonny and Clyde." He smiled, reclining his seat. "So you are now an accomplice."
"Oh my God, what are you going to do with me?" I said, practically in tears. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw him reach into his pocket and take out a gun! I was going to die! But he didn't point it at me. He just put it on the dashboard.
"Don't worry, just keep driving for a while. We can find a place to sleep or something. But remember, Mattie, the police think you are a criminal, so they are both of our enemies." He took his hat off and put it in his bag. "If you turn me in, you're going to jail too."
And now I was a criminal! He was right, everyone would think I was one no matter what I did! The people at work would know, and so would my father! Oh, poor papa would think he had raised a bank robber. And I didn't have a cell phone that I could call him with. I never bothered buying one because I never talked to anyone. I would be on the run for the rest of my life! I would never see anyone again! Well, not that I had friends, but who would feed my dog?
He just kept talking like nothing had happened. He had just turned me into a criminal, and he acted like it was nothing! Well, maybe it was nothing for a bank robber, but it was certainly something for me, a lowly office worker. I drove, keeping my eyes on the road ahead of me. I was in the car with a bank robber! And that was all I knew about him! He could be a murderer for all I knew!
It started getting dark, so he told me to pull over in an abandoned parking lot. "We can sleep here. I call the backseat!" He said as he vaulted into the back of my car. Then he laid down and looked at me with a sultry expression. Actually, it wasn't a sultry expression. Bank robbers can't have a sultry expression, that looks really seductive and hot and makes me want to do something very unlike me. Impossible. Anyway, he looked at me with an expression that was not sultry at all and said, in a very not sexy voice, "Unless you want to join me?"
"I'm fine up here!" I said, trying to get comfortable. Why did we have to sleep in my car, anyway? He had all that money (that he stole!) so why couldn't we at least get like a hotel or something? Not that I like the idea of using stolen money for anything. But all the same, it would only make sense.
The next day I woke up with a kink in my neck and something moving around in my hair. I tried to brush it off with my hand, but just found that it was something large. I jumped up, hitting my head on the roof, and looked behind me to see that Al had his hand where my head used to be.
"Good morning, sunshine!" He exclaimed, looking annoyingly refreshed. He was a bank robber, so who said he should have had a good nights sleep? Of course, he was probably used to sleeping in cars, because he had to do stake outs of banks and stuff like that.
I didn't say anything, just turned around to look out the front window. I had fallen asleep with my glasses on, and now they seemed crooked. Why did life suddenly hate me? I turned on the car. "So where to today? Are you trying to get out of state?" I asked bitterly. I had reason enough to be bitter! I was made a criminal by a bank robber who stole my first kiss, and now my butt hurt from last night! Wait... that sounded wrong... and why was I blushing after thinking that?
"Nope, just take me to a bank." He said, climbing languidly into the front seat again.
"Why, so you can rob that, too?" I couldn't take him to a place that he can rob! That would make me even more of a criminal than I already was!
He gave a laugh, throwing his gun in the back. Didn't they go off if you threw them or something? "No, not to rob it. I just need to put this money into an account." He said, looking out the window. "Just, try to pick one that isn't close to the one I robbed."
I nodded and started going to the closest one. "Um, don't you think they will find it suspicious when you deposit all that money at once?" Damn, why was I giving advice to a criminal? Why did I have to have such a pitiful personality?
"Hm... good point. Well then, we can go to many banks and I can deposit a couple hundred in every one. Thanks for the tip." He reached into his pocket and took out a phone. "Just gotta make a call."
Of course, it wasn't like I was listening into the call. We were in the same car, after all, so how could I not hear him? There were a few seconds of silence where I could faintly hear the ringing, then Al started talking.
"Hey, Arthur, it's me... How are you doing?... Well, listen, I got the money." So he was calling his accomplice! This was all starting to make sense. Well, not really, but oh well. He kept talking. "Look, the point is, I got the money. It doesn't matter how." He sounded slightly irritated. So, this wasn't his accomplice? Maybe I watched too many crime shows. "It will be in your account in the next couple of days, then you give them the money, ok?... No, I can't be there for the surgery..." He sounded a little sad now, looking down. Surgery? What was he talking about? "Yeah, I'll see you when you get better. Tell the Doctor I said not to mess up, K?... I love you. Bye." When he hung up, he didn't look me in the eyes, looking instead out the window. He didn't talk for a while after that.
So, that was why he did it? He robbed the bank so his friend could have a surgery? See? This is what having no Heath Care system did to people! Back home, in Canada, there never would have been something like this! And also, since guns were illegal, it made it an even better place to live!
But... I guess this made him not such a bad person after all... I mean, he was doing it for someone he loved... Maybe his boyfriend? He didn't seem to be all that straight, he was hitting on me of all people, so he probably did have a boyfriend. And he was hot and everything, so he definitely had a boyfriend, and that Arthur guy he had been talking to must have been his boyfriend, and he was doing all this for him...
"Hey, Matt, why are you crying?"
I gave a sniff and wiped my eyes off on my sleeve. There was a hair in them, dammit! "I'm not crying..."
He pointed to a building. I saw that it was a bank, so I pulled into the parking lot. He started taking off his seat belt, and as soon as it was off he was out of his seat, leaning towards me...? "Don't cry." He said right before he kissed me.
I waited for it to be over, but it was definitely longer than last time. I suddenly felt his tongue on my lips, but then he pulled away. "Stay in the car, I will be right back." He said, picking up his bag and leaving. Why would he kiss me? He already has a boyfriend. He probably just likes messing with other people's emotions, and dammit if it wasn't working.
After a while, he came back, smiling as always. He clambered into the passenger side, buckling his seat belt. "Alright, onto the next bank!" He said with a loud voice, pointing forward. Of course, there weren't many branches of that bank around, so we had to drive for a while. Al kept treating it like a fun road trip, insisting that we stopped for snacks and occasionally jumping in the back to have a nap. He was definitely strange, but somehow I found myself liking him more and more, even in the current situation. And it wasn't Stockholm Syndrome either! Because as he had said, I wasn't his hostage. I wasn't exactly doing this out of my own free will, either, but that was beside the point.
Night fell again, so we found another parking lot and he once more claimed the back seat. I was probably going to get heck from my chiropractor for sleeping in a car, but I was now a criminal so probably would never be going to him again.
Morning came, the sun glaring in through the windows. I started the car and Al woke up and jumped back into the front seat. I started driving without a word, knowing roughly where we were going.
He looked over to me and smiled. "Hey Mattie, want road head?"
Instantly I was blushing, even though I had no clue what that was. But I was fairly sure, by the way that he said that, I both really didn't want it, and so did. "Um, no, thank you." I said quietly. Why was it so easy to make me blush?
"Are you sure?" He asked, and then undid his seat belt. Then he bent over, going right for my Oh my God what was he doing with his teeth? I was driving down the road, and he was trying to undo my zipper with his mouth!
"Al, what are you doing we're going to crash!" I said, gasping as his head rested right over my cock. "Please don't!"
Suddenly, the pressure disappeared and he was back in his seat. "You're no fun. I can drive just fine when I'm getting road head!" So he had gotten that from his boyfriend, apparently. Maybe that was why he needed an operation, because they crashed while doing that or something. Oh, that was a mean thought. Maybe I really was a criminal! He was turning me into a bad person!
Well, at least there were no more incidents with 'road head', so we didn't crash. We made it to a few banks, but like I said there weren't that many so we had to go quite a ways.
"So," I started again, trying to keep the awkward silences and my own thoughts to a minimum, "are you always so... Open with random people you meet and force to drive you around?" I didn't mean to sound so forward and demanding, but it had been bothering me just how sexual he was with me. Not that I liked any of it or anything.
"You're the first person I have ever kissed within the first minute of seeing you, if that's what you mean." Al said, taking a bite of a burger we had recently bought. Then he smiled at me, swallowing the food. "But I'm having trouble remembering exactly what it was like. I think we should do it again to refresh my memory." He started leaning over, obviously trying to kiss me again.
Hyperventilating again, my mind hurried to come up with an excuse. "Al, I-I'm driving! Don't... distract me!" Because I didn't want to kiss him again. That would just be weird. He was a man, of course. And so was I. And I wouldn't like kissing him. The only reason my heart was beating so fast was because I was afraid we were going to crash, even if there was no one else on the road. We could hit a tree!
"Spoil sport. Pit stop!" He yelled, pointing to a gas station. I pulled up to it, and both of us got out of the car. I started walking to the door, but my way was barred by Al, who suddenly leaned forward, pressing his lips to mine. I thought it would end there, like the last few, but then I felt something pressing against my lips. I... almost fainted when I realized it was his tongue.
Pushing him away, I tried to catch my breath. He gave a laugh, taking off his hat to ruffle his hair. I pointed an accusing finger and him. "You didn't actually need a pit stop, did you?"
"Well, more along the lines of a Matt stop, really... but now that we're here, we should get food!"
I was just forcibly kissed by a bank robber. Sure, a bank robber that had good intentions, but still a bank robber. When would this be over? And now that very same bank robber was leaving me behind in the parking lot, going to get food. I hated the way he acted! I hated it, but some times, I... No. I hated it, end of story.
Wow, when I write alone, it takes me a long time. Seriously, I started this short story at least 6 months ago! Well anyway, the second chapter will be up soon, because I have already written it. Hope you all like!
