Mile Marker 203
Mile marker 203 The gas gauge leaning on the edge of E I'll be danged if the rain aint pouring down
Robin had started her six-hour drive to the small airport only four hours ago. She was taking the back roads and empty highways trying to clear her mind. She didn't want to take the main roads, in fear she might turn back or they might see her and try to stop her. It had been three years since she first moved to Japan from her loving home in Italy. She bought herself an old blue Chevy convertible and small apartment close to Raven's flat.
Something smoking underneath the hood It's a-banging and a-clanging and it can't be good It's another 50 miles to the nearest town
After three years, she got fed up with all the broken hearted days and lonely nights. She made up her mind, this time she was leaving, where she was going, she didn't know. On empty highway J22, Robin watched as a mile marker sign flew past as she continued to cruse down the road at about 60mph. "Mile 203." She read out loud to herself as she put her car on cruise control and leaned on the wheel looking straight ahead at the empty long stretch of highway that lay ahead of her.
Everything I own is in the back in a Hefty bag I'm outta cigarettes and I'm down to my last rag
She looked up in her mirror and saw a reflection of what she saw in front of her. She tipped the mirror so not to see what she was leaving, and fond herself looking at the black bags in the back seat. Everything she owned was into her trunk and back seat, her memories the only thing she left behind. She looked down at her gas gauge and saw it was almost empty. She pulled over to put her top up, just as rain began to pound down. She continued to drive on ward.
I'd sure hate to break down here Nothing up ahead or in the rear-view mirror Out in the middle of nowhere knowing I'm in trouble if these wheels stop rolling
She picked up a photo from her passenger seat and looked at it, It was her and her STN-J co-workers outside Raven's flat. She was standing next to Amon. She hung her arm out the window in the rain and slowly let go of the photo as it blew away behind her. "You can't hurt my anymore." She said to herself.
God help me keep me moving somehow Don't let me start wishing I was with now I've made it this far without crying a single tear I'd sure hate to break down here
Only a year ago, she began to wear an orbo necklace to help her control her power. And there the necklace hung, on her rearview mirror. She pulled it off and hung it out the window. She watched her side mirror as the necklace flapped in the breeze. "I treated and gave you everything. And I received nothing in return." She dropped the necklace and watched in her mirror as the small vile shattered on the ground, spilling green liquid over the wet road.
Under fifty-thousand miles ago Before the bad blood and busted radio You said I was all you'd ever need
Robin reached behind her visor and pulled down a letter. She opened it and quickly read it before throwing it out the window, the wind catching it and carrying it to who knows where. "Amon you did your damage, now I'm leaving broken and tattered. You will not brake me anymore." She pulled her over-worked car over to the side of the road and reached in back and grabbed her cell phone, then exited the car.
Love is blind and little did I know That you were just another dead-end road They were pretty lies and broken dreams
It was now dark and really pouring rain. She took her jacket off and threw it back into her car. Her cell phone rang and she looked at it - it was Amon. She answered the phone, but didn't say a word. She wound up and then tossed it as far as she could into the dark empty night.
Baby leaving you is easier than being gone I don't know what I'll do if one more thing goes wrong
She smiled and got back into her car, she turned it on and just sat there, staring ahead. "Dear lord, please help me make it," She started driving, passing another mile marker that read Mile 215. "Please don't let me cry for him. Help me forget him." She smiled at her newfound freedom.
It's to late to turn around I'd sure hate to break down here Mile marker 215
A/N- well? Finally, robin takes charge of her life and leaves. Please R&R. Constructive criticism accepted. No flames (That's Robin's job)
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