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AN: Wow, its been years. I have had some serious health issues. I was in a drug induced coma for several months was legally blind for the few years to follow. I am getting back to my normal life, and one of the first thing I wanted to do was complete my stories. As I have been completely out of the scene, so this story will not go with current storylines or any new character since 2009,

Snow Storms

It had been about 30 minutes since Jade had spoken. John had only nodded to her response and followed it with a small smile. It had taken her so long to even speak that he did not want to push it any further. He figured when she was prepared to talk, she would. Still, he wanted her to be comfortable during the long ride. There was something about her he could not quite describe. Hell, he did not understand it himself. Although she was a downright bitch to him, sitting next to him she just seemed so- broken. She had pulled her hair into a top knot. Currently, she was resting her head against the cold window and her legs were pulled into the seats resting underneath his hoodie. It was evident she was still cold. Ever few moments, she would shift trying to get more comfortable. Her neck seemed to be stiff as she would frequently begin to roll it.

"So, Jade, where are you heading to". He wasn't sure why he asked. The awareness of the silence was long gone. Although things were exactly comfortable, there was tension in the area. Maybe it was just curiosity. The young lady seemed so strong yet fragile at the same time. It was new to him. What seemed to be a few minutes passed before he heard "Boston". "Awe, the hub of the universe. The best city every", he tried at cracking a smile but to no avail. Silence. Still, he continued. "Are you going on business or pleasure?". Still nothing.

Jade POV

What was this guy issue? First his hoodie, the sandwich, and now here is just going on and on about how great of a city Boston is. All I want to do is sleep. Why can't he just shut the hell up a minute. Honestly, he didn't seem like such a douche, but he was currently grinding my gears. Smirking at my own humor, I decided to respond to his question may satisfy him enough to shut the hell up and allow me to get some sleep.

"I'm moving to the area. It's all business. I have no interest in visiting any of the places you've been talking about. And I'm extremely tired and would love to just take a nap right now.". Straight and to the point.

This shut him up for only for a minute. He looked at me quizzingly as if he wanted to ask more questions, but only noodled. Gee if I knew a 5 second rant would work, I would have tried it 30 minutes ago.

John POV

It had been about 45 minutes since she spoke. She had fallen asleep against the window shortly after. I would glance over every couple of minutes as she would sometimes jump or mumble in her sleep. She looked extremely uncomfortable using the window as a pillow. Furthermore, she was still shivering. I didn't' know what to do. Clearly, I did not know her well to provide any kind of comfort. Yet, it was difficult to watch When her head went from resting on the window to the back of her seat, I took this as an opportunity to lean her head further over onto my shoulder. IT seemed as if she was going to wake up. However, she took a breath in her sleep and her head dug deeper into my shoulder. It had only been about 20 minutes since her new sleeping arrangement before the bus stopped again. It wasn't a designated stop either. A few minutes later the driver spoke. Apparently, the storm was pretty bad up head and we were stopping to wait it out until morning. We had pulled into a shitty motel. There was moans and complaints, but after realizing nothing could be done, everyone began to file off the bus trying to get a room for the several hours of delay. I waited until everyone got off the bus before nudging her awake.

Jade POV

I'm not sure how long I had been sleeping. All I knew is it felt good to rest my eyes. A few strands of hair had fallen out of my knot. Pushing the hair behind her ear, I sat up. Confusion was an understatement. Why was I laying on John and why were we in a motel parking lot? My confusion must have been evident as John soon spoke. "The storms pretty bad. We are staying here until morning". My entire heart dropped. I only had $40 to my name and I needed that for when I arrived in Boston. Sleeping on the bus wasn't an option as it was freezing. For the first time in a long time, I wanted to cry. I had finally gotten the courage to get out. I was finally starting fresh and with a clean slate. Only I was defeated only a few hours later. The defeat must have been clearly written across my face as he quickly asked me was everything ok. I simply nodded no. I don't know where the nod came from. I was never an open person. I handle all my problems on my own. It had been that way since I was a child. But right now, I had no idea what to do.

XX

"It's fine. It's fine. You can get a room and rest for the night.". I heard the words, but nothing was registering. For years, I had gathered up the courage to leave. And it all come to an end over the weather. I couldn't think. I couldn't breath. I couldn't see.