La...lal...updating eh? I dunno what the hell is wrong with me, because I actually enjoyed writing this story, but damnit, Artistic Revisions has made me it's bitch and I am forever slavved and chained to writing depressing turns and twists in there. However! I am back! With this story! EH? lol, but seariously, here's a twist, and I forgot about the whole gender confusion thing. It's a boy/girl. HAHAHA . I fooled you. I dunno who the hell this is yet. Or do I!

Chapter 6: Click Drag Heart

" Why are you looking at me?" I asked, a little amused.

We had been inside the car for an hour now, him staring at me, me catching him staring at me and then resuming looking at the road, it was a cycle. Every 9 minutes he'd do the same thing all over again. It was sort of cute, in an odd way, but I didn't really have this kid figured out quite yet…

But there was something about him…I don't know, but something about him…

He shrugged," No reason…" He stopped, looked to the floor and then back at me….and then to the floor again," It's nothing"

"You know kid" I said gently, taking one hand off the wheel and tilting his head up so we could look at each other eye to eye. " The floor isn't telling you anything, is it?"

He shook his head no, my hand still under his chin.

"Good, I don't want anybody crazy in my car" I sighed, letting go and out of the corner of my eye I could almost see him look to the floor again, as if rejected or something. There was something about him that needed attention, I don't know what it was, but I know that he needed whatever attention that may be, and he needed it badly.

Did he think I was the person to give it to him?

Was I the person to give it to him?

I shook the thoughts out my head when I saw his own head loll to the side slightly and then land gently on my shoulder. I stared at the blonde hair and then back at the road, and then back again. Oh god, now he had me doing it too. His head then rolled a little more until it was all the way on my shoulder and I sighed, because I haven't been in the company of someone else (without being forced) in a long time.

So I smiled, a quick smile, since I don't like smiling that much and didn't move him.

It was around 2 in the am when I finally pulled over to the side of the road and just decided fuck it, and parked it near the bushes. I pulled the leaver back on the chair, making the chair slowly and loudly creak as it moved backwards until it was all the way down and made case as a wonderful façade as a bed. I looked around, the sun was no where near coming out and then down at the kid, who, believe it or not, still hadn't gotten off my shoulder.

Once the bed finally hit the bottom of the chair in the back his head rolled down to my neck and then his hand ended up right at my belly button. He moved over a bit, coughing a pinch before settling in again and smiling a little in his sleep.

I felt awkward, cuddling isn't really my forte, especially not with abused teenagers.

So I threw my coat over him and then closed my eyes, trying to figure out just where the hell we were going

The sun is an annoying fucking thing and once those damn rays hit my eyes they automatically snapped open.

He was still here

Damn.

He was still asleep.

Damn.

I tried to move slowly, not to wake him up but his eyes fluttered open slowly, so I just moved back down and pretended to just wake up as well." You stayed" He smiled, rubbing his eyes slowly and wiping the drool from his mouth. The hand, however, on my bellybutton, staid.

"Where are we?" He asked, slowly moving his hand away.

I looked at him," You drooled on my jacket" I said erectly.

He lowered his eyes, fishing around in his own jacket," I felt bad for what I did…" He mumbled as he pulled out a packet of cigarettes and a lighter.

I raised my eyebrows, trying not to smile as I took them out his hands and automatically lit up one. I took a small inhale of it and held it, my body relaxing almost automatically.

He smiled at me but quickly turned his head," I ah…I have lots of money, if you need it, I mean…" He stopped.

"Money?" I asked, looking at him," Kid, don't tease me"

"I told you" He mumbled, running a hand through his hair," My name is Paris"

"I know your lying" I rolled my eyes," Who the hell names their kid Paris? And a boy no less"

"I happen to like the name" He said, getting defensive.

"Fine, fine" I sighed," Paris" I said holding up quotation marks with my fingers," What money?"

"My dad…does stuff….not stuff you think…but stuff…" He trailed off, reaching into the back," The real reason I took the car was because I needed to go to the bank and empty out my account before he tried to get my money" He pulled a book bag into his arms and dropped it in his lap.

I put the cigarette from my lips for a second," Why would your dad try and take over your account? Why didn't you lock it? And you emptied the whole thing?"

He nodded sadly," Yeah…my dad did some things…and I was there when it happened….and he doesn't want anyone to find out…and then he caught me…doing something…" He paused, swallowing," He wants me dead"

"I wouldn't say dead…" I trailed off, eyeing the money in the bag.

"You saw how he attacked me! Sooner or later he's going to get me"

"Paris, please, calm down, how much is in the bag?"

"365 thousand" He whispered.

"What?" I asked," I didn't hear you, I think that I heard 365 thousand dollars"
"I do"

"How…"

"I have money you know, I'm not some poor abused kid…." He trailed off as I looked away, trying not to laugh. If I knew this kid was a walking bank I would've treated him so much better…

"Where…"

"Let's not go into details" Paris said, dropping the bag upside down and I gasped at how much money fell out of it.

He smiled," Where are we going?"

I pried my eyes away from the bag and looked at him," Where do you want to go?"

"Anywhere…far far far from here…with you"

"Of course" I sighed, setting up the engine and pulling my seat back up," With me…let's stop at a store first and wrap up that arm of yours…."

"Okay" He nodded, soundly putting his seat belt on and looking out the window.

I smiled, singing over and over again in my mind, Money Money Money Mooonnneeeeyyy