Chapter 10

RUN!

Previously: She leaned into him, emphasizing her love. Their lips touched, but very softly. Love was in the air.

A few hours passed, and they kept walking, and walking, and walking.

Hinata fell to the dirt; it was dry, and hot. She coughed and a small dust cloud formed then went away. Hinata tried to get to her feet, but her legs and arms were too weak. So Gaara held her hand while she struggled to walk. "Gaara" Hinata spoke, "I think I sprained my ankle."

"Yeah, I had the same thought. Just keep going, a little more."

As they reached the top of a hill, Gaara gasped in disbelieve.

"What? What is it? Not the kidnappers again." Hinata started.

"N-no," Gaara replied, "it's."

"Oh, my, God."

"Civilization, we found a way out!" He started running down the hill; still holding Hinata's hand. They could barely see a little town over the horizon; it was maybe two to three miles away.

"Oh Gaara! I knew we would make it! I just knew we would!" Hinata cheered. She firmly handled Gaara's hand because he was going so fast that she didn't want to be left behind, also, counting her ankle. She could feel all the excitement inside Gaara, her arm was strait out, and it felt a little stretched. Hinata started to lose her balance, her feet hit each other. She was trying to go as fast as she could, but she had to stop, her ankle hurt, and now her arm. "Gaara! Slow down! My arm hurts!"

"I can't stop now! We are almost there! Just wait a few more-!" he heard an engine start, in sat still for a few moments, but then he heard it get closer. And closer. And closer.

"Gaara! Those are the kidnappers! They are trying to get their car to work right! Run faster! They're catching up!"

Gaara started to speed up, but then slowed down because his heart couldn't take any more excitement.

"Gaara! What the hell are you doing! You might want to die! But I don't! Start running! NOW!"

Gaara was jogging at a fast pace, and then pushed himself to move faster! He didn't want to die. But he didn't want his heart to explode. He needed to take a breath soon, or else something depraved will happen. The town was close now, less than a mile away. And then, less than half a mile away. And then, less than 25% of a mile away. Gaara's heart was pumping, rapidly. Trying to keep up with the rest of his body, his heart felt as if it had been stabbed and then ripped out. It hurt so badly. The truck though, was even closer. It had stopped and then worked, off and on the whole time.

Dominick reached out his hand, almost grabbing Hinata's. He was hanging out the side of the window, stretching his long limbs. *Screech!* *Breaks.* the vehicle had stopped, right at the right moment. Dominick would have grabbed Hinata if it weren't for that piece of crap car.

Gaara still ran, barley making it into a supermarket. He sat on a bench, and Hinata sat next to him. Gaara chose the benches carefully though, just in case the kidnappers came into the store and tried to take them there. He chose the one right next to the cashier.

She wore a red blouse and plain black pants; she looked more like a customer then an employee. She looked at Hinata and Gaara for a long moment. Then finished what she was doing with a customer, and walked over to them. "You aren't from here, are you?"

"I really don't know. Where are we?" Hinata questioned.

"Well, we are in the middle of Van Horn, Texas. Where are you from?"

"We are from Dallas, Texas. OH MY GOD! We are almost half way across the state!" Gaara shouted.

"Well, don't announce it in front of everybody. You'll get looks. Now how did a couple of teenagers move across the state?"

"We got! U-um…kidnapped."

"What!? HAHAHAHAHA! You can't be serous! Aw. This is too good to be true."

"What! No it's not! This is very serious! It really happened. That's why we were so tried."

"Oh, it's true? I thought you were pulling my leg. Anyway, do you have a place to stay?"

"No."

"Well then, why don't you come and use my guest room. But beware, if you doing wrong, I'll shoot you with my shotgun, you hear?"

"Yes ma'am"

"Now, what are your names?"

"I'm Hinata, and that's Gaara."

"Japanese names in Texas. Oh well. My name is Kai."

"A German name in Texas. *giggle* I'm just kidding. So, Becky, why don't you tell me more about yourself?"

"I'm 34; I'm single, I'm wealthy, and nobody messes with me. Because I always have back up."

"Wow, I'm 17; I'm single, for now. Everyone looks at me as popular."

"Ugh, I'm 18; I don't have a girlfriend, I have done some bad stuff, and…I have a lot of friends."

"Well, Gaara, I have one question for you. What did you do that was bad?"