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"I'll go now," I said backing up to my bike.
Good.
Chaper Three
I stumbled on my feet, eyes still staring widely at the bodies, my hand felt around and I grabbed the bike hastily. I jumped on and quickly rode away from the river.
Do you think it's a possibility that we're being punked?
"What!" I yelped, skidding to a stop.
You know…that TV show…where they punk everybody to see their reactions.
"TV show!" I sputtered, "A TV show would destroy my house?"
Eh…maybe not…
"Yeah" I said pedaling once more.
I'm just trying to make you feel better. Anyways I think we're almost there.
"Where?"
Eh…can't really say, but I'm pretty sure we're almost there.
By the place of the sun I could tell it was about mid-day, hence the reason my stomach began to grumble. A sign along the highway said there was a rest stop on the next exit. Good. The pressure on my bladder began to increase and it was beginning to get harder to focus on pedaling.
Okay, we have a mile until we hit the city.
"So people?"
Hopefully.
I rode down the exit and into the rest stop. I stopped by the girls bathroom, got off the bike and pushed down the kickstand with my foot.
Shouldn't you take the bike with you into the bathroom?
"Why"
Someone might steal it?
"This isn't the ghetto, besides where do you see someone…anything?"
Well just in case…
"It'll be fine" I said, rolling my eyes. Too paranoid.
I walked into the bathroom and into the first stall that actually locked. While using the bathroom I heard a soft noise outside but shook it off as the wind.
When I walked out I sighed at how relieved I felt with the pressure nonexistent on my bladder. I washed my hands and looked at myself in the mirror. My hair was held loosely in a pony-tail, and my face was badly chapped from wind burn. Crumpling my nose I turned away from the mirror and dried my hands, I looked back and gasped. Their was a boy about my age standing next to me. I shuffled away stuttering loudly.
"N-no, I'm not going to hurt you. I just-"
"Just what!"
"Just…to tell you-I mean to ask. Was that your bike?"
"Was?"
"Somebody took it"
Shit.
"Who?"
"I'm not sure but I saw somebody jumping on it and riding away. Then I heard someone in the bathroom"
I told you to take the fucking bike in!
"I don't know…where are you trying to go?"
"To the city"
"Why?"
Questioned much?
"I'm not sure…instinct," I said shrugging.
He nodded and smiled at me, "Would you mind terribly if I came with you? My family…is no longer here"
They're dead.
"I guess," we walked out of the bathroom, when suddenly, "You're not going to rape me or something, right?"
He sputtered, but then laughed.
"N-no. Not with this going on."
"So if this wasn't going on you would?"
"No, don't worry. You can trust me"
Don't trust him.
"What's your name?" I asked after we walked in silence for a couple of minutes.
"Bryan"
"A rapist's name?"
He rolled his eyes and instead asked, "What's yours?"
"Tammy"
"A rapee's name?"
"Wha- no!"
He laughed and I glared at him, but was stopped as my stomach growled loudly.
I NEED FOOOOD!
There's some in the bag…
"Oh yeah," I shifted my backpack and pulled out the crackers I had put in.
I shoved one in my mouth and hungrily munched on it.
"Wont won?" I asked Bryan, mouth full and hand outstretched with the package.
"Nah" he said waving it away. I shrugged and grabbed a couple before placing it back in my bag.
"What's in the city" he suddenly asked.
People.
"I'm not sure, but I know I should go there"
"A couple miles past the city there's a ferry."
There is?
"Maybe that's why"
"Yeah," he nodded, "I guess I don't mind"
"You don't have to go you know," I said.
"Yes I do. People are getting desperate. They'll do stuff you won't expect. I should protect you since I have no one else."
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