Disclaimer: I don't own Maximum Ride, but the plot is my own creation.
5. Stealing
It's now three in the morning. The rain has become light and gentle, but still cold. This made me relived and scared at the same time. Relived that I may be dry somewhere in the near future, but scared because I was still too close to the flock.
Violet stirred. "I'm hungry" she meowed in my mind. It still freaked me out that a kitten could talk to me in my mind.
"Umm." A sign caught my attention. 'Millersville 4 miles' it read. A town, no matter how small, had a grocery store. Where there are people, there are cars waiting to be stolen.
I sped up my pace. Spurred on by my thoughts of cars, I don't pay attention to where I was walking. My right wing brushed against I tree. A gasp escaped my lips and pain shot through my body.
"Great going idiot." Then a thought made me stop. If somebody saw a girl walk into a store with a wing stuck out at an odd angel, there was bound to be talk. I was going to have to pull my wing in. Taking a deep breath, I folded my wings. I was sweating and cursing like a sailor when I was done. I'm glad that Angel wasn't here to hear me talking. That's all I need, a six year old potty mouth.
I miss them desperately. A pang of sadness went through me. "You have me at least." My mouth opened.
"You can read my thought?"
"No, but I can feel your emotions."
"What am I feeling now?"
"Pain, Loneliness, and you're freezing. Oh ya, there's shock too."
And I thought it couldn't get any weirder. I decided to put off more questions until I was dry, feed, and behind the wheel. I picked up my pace.
Before long, I arrived at a gas station. There was only one person outside. I watched as a bicker looking guy gassed up his truck. When he went inside to pay, I sunk inside his truck. He forgot to lock the doors, and, get this, he left the keys in the ignition. I set Violet down on the passenger seat, locked the windows, and started that sucker up. It roared to life, and then settled to a quiet purr. I heard shouting. I set it to drive and stepped on the gas pedal. The man ran after me, waving his arms. I lost him after the first mile.
I didn't relax till we were a good ten minutes away. I found a twenty dollar bill in the ashtray along with an assortment of change.
"Hey Violet, how does a rundown motel sound to you?"
"It sounds like heaven." I smiled.
Twenty minutes later I found a likely looking motel. I quickly turned in. The clerk at the desk was a young teenage girl.
"What happened to you?" She asked the moment she set eyes on me. I properly looked banged up. I felt banged up. I quickly invent a story.
"My, uh, brother got mad that I told his girlfriend that he was cheating on her. He, uh, has a nasty temper and, um, our parents weren't there tonight…." I let my voice trail off. She gave me a wide eyed look. "Good story. But I think that a rage full boyfriend out for you would have been better." Violet must have sense my exasperation because she promptly shut up.
"Oh, you poor thing. Here, take room 23 free of charge. If it helps, you can park out back." I thanked her warmly, and held back my laughter till I was back in the truck. I park where she said and found my room.
"I'm still hungry!" Violet said or, was it thought, the moment I opened the door. She meowed loudly to back it up. I split a snicker mar with her.
The bed wasn't that comfy, but it was a lot better than a wet forest floor. I striped out of my clothes and spread them on the floor to dry. Thankfully, the motel had a bathroom. It was small but it had a shower.
"Violet, come here. You need a shower." I winced when I used the words shower. Everybody knows that cats hate water.
"Yhea! Water!" I guess they forget to tell Violet that. That little thing almost mowed me down to get to the shower. When I turned the water on she frolicked like a, well, like a kitten.
I could finally see the color of her fur. With everything else about Violet, I guess I couldn't have been surprised, but I was. Her fur was this beautiful light purple. She twisted to look back at me and caught me staring at her fur. "
Why else to you think I'm named Violet?" Her voice was full of amusement.
"Oh, I don't know. Maybe it had something to do with your eyes?" I said, sarcasm dripping from my voice. Violet smiled sweetly. I shook my head as I turned off the water. Her groan of disappointment sounded in my mind. I'll never understand that cat, err kitten.
Clean and dry I flopped onto the bed. Violet curled up to next me. I hope the flock's okay I thought before sleep claimed me.
///Well, what ya think? At least the chapter a little longer, besides, I did two chapters in one day for you readers. Thanks for the review and keep them coming.