AUTHOR NOTE: CHASE AND CHASE OF 24 are two complete different people with the same name duh cuz Chase would be too young to be in the part of the story.

Some days I sit staring out the window

Watching this world pass me by

Sometimes I think there's nothing to live for

I almost break down and cry

Sometimes I think I'm crazy

I'm crazy o so crazy

Why am I here am I just wasting my time

But than I see my baby suddenly I'm not crazy

It all makes sense when I look into her eyes

Marshal Mathers, also known as Eminem the infamous rapper that stirs up controversy with every new song came over the stereo. Jack like most older white men his age didn't like rap, but the lyrics were something he could identify with. He had felt the same way about life on more than one occasion, and he understood the ability of that little child making him feel so much better. When Kim was younger he would come home from a long day at work, or even a mission and just watch her sleep or if she were awake just watch her play. When she was really little he would hold her and look into her eyes, and he knew that his life had meant something because he helped bring her into this world. He promised himself he would never let her loose the innocence that all children posess. Nothing was ever going to touch her, he knew he failed on that promise more than once.

Jamie looked over and felt foolish because she knew there was no possibility that he would like this music. She had burned the CD before she left home to move in with Anthony, so she just changed to the next song.

Been scared and lonely

I've asked myself is there something wrong with you

My girlfriend told me

I need some time alone to deal with issues

But something makes me carry on

It's difficult to understand why I always want to fly
I do it for the drugs

I do it just to feel alive

I do it for the love

That I get from the bottom of a bottle

Jamie loved the song it explained her life. She had lied about her age she wasn't twenty one yet she still had some time left over, but she had already learned the joys of alcohol. She learned well from her parents and later from her friends. She knew the feeling of finishing of another bottle of alcohol whether it be Southern Comfort, Bacardi, or Smirfof Vodka, either way when you reached the bottom of that fifth nothing could touch you anymore, at least not as long as you were under it's influence. Everything seemed limitless, life lasted forever and nothing would stop you. You could achieve almost anything, and the troubles of the day were gone for now. That was the love from the bottom of the bottle.

You always call me and ask me how I make it through the day
I'm always falling
I guess it's just god way of making me pay
But something makes me carry on
It's difficult to understand why I always want to fly
I do it for the drugs
I do it just to feel alive
I do it for the love
That I get from the bottom of a bottle
I do it for the drugs
I do it just to feel alive
I do it for the love
That I get from the bottom of a bottle

Jamie wanted to escape the life she had been living, it was leading her no where and she knew it. There was one little problem with every good thing she did there was an equal or greater evil thing to accompany it. She had a good job, but then there was Anthony who would not let her leave him. But no matter how bad things got and no matter how mush she wanted death to come she could never actually kill herself. She tried once or twice but each time she failed after that she just gave up because she couldn't do anything right.

And I I wonder why I try
And I I wonder why I bother
And I I wonder why I cry
Why I go through all this trouble
I do it for the drugs
I do it just to feel alive
I do it for the love
That I get from the bottom of a bottle

She looked over at the stranger who she had jumped to accept a ride from. She looked at him in awe he was handsome, handsome didn't cover it she thought. She always found it weird that she had been attracted to older men. The youngest she had ever been attracted too was her friend and it wasn't the type of attraction she usually had, it was a more of a I wonder what it would be like thing. She almost laughed to herself, she had taken a few psychology course last year in college and she knew why she was attracted to older men, or at least what most psychologist would say. She had lost her father at a young age, and she didn't really have a stable father figure or a family life for that matter for quite awhile so now as a grown woman she needed that father figure still to complete that stage in her development she never got to complete, therefore she's attracted to older men, who could quite possibly be her father.

She noticed his eyes slightly droop, he must be tired she looked at the clock on the dashboard it was very late. She sat nervous unsure if she should as him if he wanted her to take over after contemplating it for awhile she began, "Uhm Jack if you want I could drive for awhile." She could barely believe the words were coming out of her mouth.

"No that's ok." He said not really wanting to stop off for the night nor give a stranger the wheel of his car.

"I'm not going to wreck it or rob you Jack." She knew what he was thinking because she would have thought the same thing. "You look tired. If you want we can stop for the night and I'll pay for a hotel room. But really you look as if your going to fall asleep any moment, and truthfully I don't exactly want to die in a car accident tonight. Maybe tomorrow just not tonight." She joked, something she use to do when she had friends.

"I need to find a gas station than I'll let you take over." Jack said looking at her, hoping he wouldn't regret this later. A part of him trusted her, she was younger than Kim, even if she claimed to be over twenty one he knew she wasn't, she couldn't do to much harm and he never really slept hard so if she did try something he'd be able to stop it.

"Ok." She said excitedly. She had always felt all of her life that people never truly trusted her, and he was actually going to let her take over, which was a sign of trust. She had never really trusted anyone before nor did she plan on starting now. She knew what life was, she may be young in some people's eyes, maybe to young to make a conclusive conclusion, but she was sure of what she felt and knew. She had lived two lives worth of experience in the few years she had been around, and she knew her fair share of sorrow, guilt, grief, and just general crappiness.

Jack pulled off the highway to the first open gas station he could find. He put the car in park and said, "I'm going to pump gas and grab something to eat, would you like something?"

"No thanks." Jamie said not wanting to put the stranger out anymore. She had only about three hundred dollars to her name and she had to conserve that money for wherever she ended up at. She had a chance to start all over again, and she was going to take it and hope for the best, hope she didn't screw it all up again.

"I'll grab you a slice of pizza and a soda than." Jack said knowing the girl like himself probably had not eaten all day. His stomach was growling and he would bet that hers was also. He pumped twenty dollars worth of gas into his SUV and continued to walk inside the gas station. He bought a few slices of pizza from the all night food area, he grabbed four bottle sodas, a few bottles of water, and than paid for it all.

Jamie sat in the SUV wondering what he wanted from her? He must have expected something, no one ever does anything nice unless they want something in return, at least no one ever did anything nice for her without wanting something in return. She played with this thought as she put a new mixed CD in. She let it play and regretted her choice when the first song came over the speakers.