Disclaimer. Also, I am citing the line from the Crow: "There is a place... a crow shows them the way" spoken by White Dawn in the last chapter. I forgot to add the disclaimer so here it is. Also, forgotten apologies to my readers (both faithful and faithless) for taking so dman long to update. Enjoy.
Sarah flipped on the radio, tying her long hair back. She had to clean the room, or they would be evicted. Honestly? Neither her nor Drew were taken with the idea of cleaning a ninety dollar a week motel room. But they had nowhere else to go, and they certainly couldn't go back into town looking for money or a place to stay.
The door opened. Sarah looked up to find Drew in the doorway, holding it for support. She narrowed her eyes.
"Are you drunk?" She demanded. He shook his head, dark curls brushing his high cheekbones.
"Sarah." He said weakly. "Ava. I love you."
Sarah turned away, spraying some kind of cleaner onto the counter, right onto some kind of food stain. "Me too." She replied. She felt Drew's arms around her waist, and she tensed up a little bit. "Drew, I have to clean. We have to. We have nowhere else to go."
"Kelly told me." Drew whispered in her ear. "She called me, said you would never admit it and I should just pack my stuff up now because I'm just holding you back." Her breath caught in her throat. "Is it true?"
"D-Drew-" Sarah began. She pulled away and turned to face him. "I was- I was going to tell you."
He slapped her. She gasped, bringing her hand to the stinging spot on her cheek. "You see what you made me do?" He yelled. "I don't like hitting you, Ava."
"Don't call me that!" She screamed furiously. "I'm Sarah now. Sarah stuck with Drew in this god damn desert motel. Ava was with Micah, and Micah is gone now. I am Sarah."
Drew looked like he was ready to cry or to strangle her, or maybe both. He grabbed the bucket of cleaners, given to her by the motel maid, and hurled them against the wall. "How could you say that to me?" He shouted. "Do you have any idea what I've done for you?" He was backing her into a corner. "Any idea at all?"
"Of course I know." She said. "Even if you never told me, I knew. You don't understand, Scottie." She looked down at her hands. "You never gave me a choice. No matter what he's done to me, I can never leave Micah behind."
Drew, Scott. Sarah, Ava. Fake names- what was White Dawn thinking?
Ava turned away and put her face in her hands.
"All right." Scott said slowly. "So then, tell me. Tell me what's wrong. I'll fix it." He grabbed her wrists, eyes pleading. "I can fix it."
"No you can't." Micah said from the doorway. Scott and Ava froze, like deer in headlights. "I can."
