Journey To The Past
Deanna's Point of View
By Joey
"Well?" Darren prompted her along. "Come on, well what?"
"Just give me a sec," Deanna held up a hand, "I need to organize my thoughts." She paused again, and then finally answered. "I'm running away too, but for different and yet the same reasons. I'm searching for my mom. My dad and I haven't been getting along recently, and I think, no, I know I'm at a point in my life where I really need my mom."
"You don't look like the type to run away," Darren told her sarcastically, and Deanna grinned sheepishly.
"I know."
"So what exactly are your problems?"
"Just stupid stuff. My dad's angry cos I'm dating this guy and I'm not suppose to date until I'm sixteen. But come on, I'm fifteen and I turn sixteen in two weeks. Give me a break!" She looked over at him. "How old are you?"
"Fifteen, but I'm almost sixteen as well." Darren replied. "Does your dad know that you've disappeared on him yet?"
"No, he's probably still at work. He's become a workaholic these last few years. I feel like I've been living with my Aunt and Uncle more than with him."
"I know the feeling," Darren nodded. "My mom's restaurant train has just started to take off and so she's always busy. I spend half my time eating take out, which is weird cos she's an amazing chef. An amazing chef with no time to cook." Darren looked around the terminal, there weren't very many people left anymore. "Do you wanna get out of here?"
"And go where?"
"I don't know, Arby's, McDonald's, Burger King, somewhere, anywhere," Darren shrugged.
"Sure," Deanna nodded, standing up. Darren followed suit and followed her out of the bus terminal.
At McDonald's, the two got to talking about the parents they were trying to find. Well, it was more that Deanna got to talking, and Darren just nodded his head. She had pulled out a shoebox from her backpack to show him a few things. It contained a notebook that she'd been using since she was eight. It contained all the little things she'd noticed that her Aunt, Uncle and dad had mentioned about her mom. Like on her tenth birthday, it looked as if someone had started to spell her name with Da instead of De, but, as Darren pointed out, that didn't mean anything except that who ever wrote it doesn't have good spelling skills. There were a few scraps of paper, and parts of pictures and other odds and ends in the box as well, that all held important meaning to Deanna. After she'd gone through the box with Darren, he asked her if she knew her mom's name.
"No," Deanna shook her head. "My dad doesn't like to talk about her. Neither do by Aunt and Uncle, but as you can see, I think he really loved her when they were married. I don't know why they got divorced."
"It's not really that surprising that they did," Darren reminded her. "Hardly any of the population stays married for more than a year nowadays. Did you check your birth certificate?"
"Why would I do that?" Deanna questioned him.
"I found mine, it has both my parents names on it. That's now I'm going to search for him."
"I feel so stupid," Deanna had her face in her hands. "That
makes soo much sense."
"Well, you're still close enough to your house to grab it," Darren reminded her
gently.
"Oh, right," Deanna looked happier at the thought. I guess I'll just have to leave my escape 'till tomorrow." She looked over at her new friend. "What are your plans for tonight?"
"Finding some place to crash, I guess," Darren shrugged. "I don't really have any, tomorrow I'll start my search."
"Why don't you come over to my house tonight," Deanna suggested. "I can tell my dad you had a fight with your mom and need a place to crash for the night."
"I don't know," Darren was nervous. He didn't really know Deanna, and here she was suggesting he should go back to her house⦠but then again, a fifteen year old axe-murderer? He didn't think so.
"Just come over and see," Deanna begged. "Where else will you go? Under a bridge?"
That tipped the scales enough for Darren. "I guess so."
Sorry that this part is so short, but it was really just to set the stage for the next couple parts. Thanks for all the reviews, but you can still review again. Its always nice to know that people are reading (and enjoying) one's work. Okay, now I need to go and study for Physics, I have my diploma test on Tuesday for it and I need to do really well to bring my mark up.
Joey.
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