A little background on Wichita. Some strong language.

Wichita POV

It was getting late and I really didn't want to make any pit stops. My parents could probably hear my piece of shit car pull into the driveway; I was afraid the muffler might have fallen off. They were arguing again, I entered the front door pretending they weren't there, I just wanted to get the rest of my things and drive the hell out of this fucking town. But no they took a breather from shouting at each other and took their anger out on me like they always do.

My dad the Hedgehog ( A nickname that refers to his hair) hadn't been employed in I don't know how long. Welfare and food stamp collectors, we might as well have lived in a trailer park given our living situation. My step mom April was the biggest bitch on the block and seemed to get off on the reputation; I really hope her daughter doesn't turn out like her. I didn't see the half pint when I walked down the hall to my room. Her door was closed, maybe she was listening to music. I threw some clothes in my bag, my pipe and anything else I might find useful.

I threw my duffle bag over my shoulder and was out in the hallway; I did a double take of Little Rock's door, I almost reached for the knob but got my ass out of that hell hole, slamming the front door and flipping the bird on my way to the car. Believe it or not, we were what you might call a normal family at one point.

Just one more stop and then on the road for a few hours, I didn't have much money so a hotel wasn't really an option; plus a lot of that was going to Jerome my dealer. It was just going to be some shrooms and s little weed maybe ecstacy if I can talk him into it. Look don't judge me, it wasn't like it did this that often plus I did worse, I used to be on coke mainly just to say I did it. My old boyfriend Brett was a bad influence on me I guess, probably the only useful advice those freaks that call themselves my parents ever gave me.

There were a couple cars parked outside when I came up the old dirt road, no time to party I needed to get moving. My paranoia was growing, social anxiety and the only cure for it was inside, pretty ironic. It was so sketchy out here, old farmland most abandoned and filled with squatters. I knocked on the door and there was greasy Chet to let me in, eyes as red as the Devil's dick. "Come for the orgy?" He laughed. I was in no mood, "Password?"

I shoved him aside and saw everyone sprawled out on the couch with their bongs. "Wichita, my lady!" called Jerome.

"Look, Jerome, I just need a bag of shrooms and like 5 grams of whatever it is you're ripping on."

"Uh...ok" this stoner lifestyle was really bugging me, I wasn't a kid anymore and this was beginning to look like an after school special. I didn't recognize any of the ones on the couch they looked as young as 13 but then again I say the same thing about Little Rock some times; a kid to me. Jerome bagged my stuff, "Great, thanks."

"Wait, you're not staying?"

"I really have to bolt. I gotta get the fuck out of dodge."

"Just relax, jeez" one girl who looked like a young me said. Creepy. I sat down and used a bong, telling myself 5 more minutes. I didn't realize the floor was covered with mats and sleeping bags not to mention the open condom packs.

"Nice seeing you here" I didn't feel anyone sitting next to me. It was Brett, I guess it wasn't that unusual running into him there.

I tried to be mad with him but I really did miss him, "Brett."

"So you leaving town for real this time?"

"What if I am? Do you want to runaway together?" I spoke sarcastically of course.

"I'm going to Nevada if you wanna tag along."

"Nevada? Las Vegas?...no. Nothing for me there." I'd love to go there but I had it in my mind Brett wanted to trick me into some quickie wedding.

"We can always give it another shot."

I scoffed, "I'm not some brainless valley girl, Brett."

"Any more." I lifted myself off the couch, he followed me to the door. "We should stay in contact. Never know we might meet up again. I am seeing Crystal but she's very open to someone else joining us."

That really disgusted me, instead of scrunching up my face I rolled my eyes instead. "Yeah, no thank you." I got out of there and didn't look back. That's when I saw her. That little brat climbing into the back seat of my car. I wasted no time running over and ripping the door open. That red blanket wasn't fooling me.

"THE FUCK?" I said forcing the blanket off of her.

"I'm sorry!" She whimpered. "I just wanted to see what you were up to..."

I had never been more pissed off, little Nancy Drew here was screwing my plan. FUCK! I planned all of this and babysitting wasn't on my list. I didn't think it could possibly get any worse but sure enough, thunder and lightning; it was funny to see Little Rock scared but that was short lived. My car stalled. Why do I always have such shitty luck.

I told her to wait while I check the engine, it wasn't very safe to be alone on this particular road. I pop the hood and like a ghost she's suddenly right next to me. "I want to help."

I sighed, there was a reason I stopped hanging out with her, she could be a pest. I had an idea to mess with her though, "Give me your shirt" I said this so serious, it was fun seeing her reaction.

"My shirt?" She held her chest with both hands, looking like a scared puppy.

I managed to keep a straight face a few seconds longer before grinning" Joking. I got this." Just when I was solving the problem and thought we were good to go this nerd jumped into my arms; that thunder made her a cartoon I swear. I got the car started and we were on the road, by that time Little Rock was asleep; I couldn't get a station in though so that was a bummer.

I had to admit, Little Rock did look cute asleep, less annoying. Maybe I could use her for ransom money, Ma and Pa must have some money stashed in the backyard; she would look good with her mouth gagged. I heard the radio come in every once in a while about some warning for residence, a breakout maybe bird flu or something. I took my eyes off the road for one second and something jumped out in front of the car. I swerved, not a deer maybe a bear but I didn't get a very good look at the thing. Shit my eyes, I really shouldn't have lit up before hitting the road. I was feeling on edge, I needed to pull over. There was a motel up ahead but I couldn't pay for both of us unless she had some cash. I could just sleep in the car but who knows what creeps or animals were lurking around. The motel really didn't look all that promising something like Bate's Motel. My night already wasn't going my way, was I getting murdered too?

More where that came from.