It was a cold night with very little noise in the parking lot for truckers for traveling long hours. A young long wavy dark-haired woman was cooking dinner in her mini home inside her semi-truck. She mixed the veggies and meat in the heated pan on her portable stove with the tiny propane below the dash board hearing the sizzling. The woman dumped the rest of her meal on a plate shutting off the stove along with the propane to put them in storage under her drivers seat. She let her food cooled down giving her enough time to secure her doors by looping her seatbelts to the door handles locking it in with a click. Everyone even truckers like herself who has been out in the road for some time knows that not every stop is safe when there dangerous people out there. Ring. Ring. Ring. "Hello?" Said the woman. "Beck buddy. Its Fuller." Said a mans voice. "What happened?" Said Beck sitting down on her bed with her plate. She has her flip phone between her ear and her shoulder. Fuller is a good friend of her along with his brother Lewis and Venna. He has been a goof ball but theres have been times that gets into serious trouble leading him getting hurt or arrested. The only give he calls her his buddy is to help get him out when Lewis isnt around or anyone he knew. "Nothing happened. I just a ride and i know youre in the area." Said Fuller. "Where bitch?" Said Beck making him get to the point. "Salt Lake City. I called mom. Didnt pick up so i called you." Said Fuller. "I feel so loved. Its gonna be hours for me get there and i have to drop off the last load." Said Beck. "Cant you just skip it?" Said Fuller hearing a click. Beck tossed her phone across her bed began eating while pulling her book from the shelf above the mini fridge. She got under blanket getting comfy and relax from her body feeling sore from driving and pulled to a stop at St. George. All she wanted to do is be back her house and take a nice bath getting a break from driving. She was glad her hours are almost up to see her family and hang out with her friends. They always hanged out at her home or at their place catch up on whats going on. "Arrow 10-20." said a voice from a CB radio. Beck got up taking the mic that was by her window clearing her throat before putting it up close to her lips. "This is Arrow. I'm at St. George. By a lot with few other truckers. Come on, Bobo." said Beck. "Im coming my way to you. Wanna eyeball?" said Bobo. "Negatory. I got to pick up an idiot from the bears station." said Becky. "Geez. Arrow, why are you friends with him?" said Bobo. "i dont know. But i do know in going to get him where it hurts. Clear." said Beck shutting the CB off. She washed her dish setting them dry then shut everything off for her to sleep in her bed.
The next morning Beck drove to the gas station to have everything she needed before going back on the road again to drop off her last load and try to check on in taking a basket going through the aisles finding anything placing them in her basket looking out the window to check on her truck for any activity. Nothing that ring her attention aside another trucker pulling in for a stop turning back on what she was doing going onto the drinks. Beck found some gallons of water deciding to grab that later heading to the line with two people getting checked in or getting their lottery tickets in. She waited until it was her turn placing her basket on the counter to take everything out hearing a pair of heels coming her way. "Well if isnt the trucker loser." said a voice. "Can i get plastic bags whatever fits is fine." said Beck looking at the male cashier. "Hello? Are you deaf?" said the figure snapping their fingers in her face. "Im not paying any attention to you Shelby." said Beck not looking at the woman. "I just want to talk after all you ditch your last year of high school to be that." said Shelby gesturing all of Beck. "Says the slut who had six abortions and one kid before graduation." said Beck taking out her wallet. She opened it for a second to have it taken from her before she could take out her cash. "Give it back." said Beck looking at the blonde woman wearing a skimpy outfit. "Or what?" said Shelby reaching the wallet away from her. "Ma'am give it back or I'm calling the cops." said the cashier looking at Shelby after ringing Beck. "Fine." said Shelby tossing the wallet outside landing in the puddle of someone's drink thats was spilled. "Oops." she says after getting in Becks face. Beck rammed her forehead against her nose before running out to get her wallet drying it with her shirt. "Fucking bitch!" said Shelby holding her broken one storming out to the bathroom. "Here." said Beck handing the money that isnt wet to the cashier. She took her bags going to her truck dropping off her things on her bed and went back to pay for the three gallons of water carrying them back to her truck. Beck put everything away in her fridge and storage space having a glance out the window to have Shelby throw rocks at her windows cracking it until a by stander grabbed her. "Thats what you get bitch!" said Shelby getting dragged away. Beck looked at the damage to find her passenger window smashed and her drivers had a scratch with the windshield cracked at one corner.
Beck going to the cashier who was already phoning the police with a man taller than her wearing a cap covering half f his face showing his scuffle, jacket over a red plaid, and white shirt with a chain looped on the right side of his jeans. "Do you have any cardboard?" said Beck looking at him. "Im the back lets go get them." said the cashier after hanging up. "Wait here. The police will be here in a few minutes." said the cashier. "Great." said Beck knowing shes going behind her schedule. "What's wrong?" said the man beside her. "I have a load t drop off today and checking on my friend who is in jail for who knows what. I'm sorry if im bothering you." said Beck. "Don't be. Us truckers can help lend a hand. How about i drop that load for you while you deal with problem. Im free." said the man. "Really? Thank you. I'm Arrow." said Beck shaking his hand. "Rusty Nail. Let me go get the load on my truck." said Rusty Nail going outside to wait for her. Beck then saw the cashier holding some cardboard boxes handing to her. She walked out leading Rusty to her truck opening her passenger door measuring the size cutting the cardboard with her pocketknife and took out her duct tape and garbage bag to cover her window. Once she was done and cleaned her hands from any glass that was on her looking out the passenger door to see Rusty got the load off her truck. Beck then drives forward to have Rusty take her place attaching it to his truck. She walked over to his side having him roll his window down and told where the drop off is before he left just about five minutes later the cops come over. Beck explained everything that happened and was let go after the cops found substances in Shelbys purse and charged for battering with police who were cuffing her. She began heading down to Salt Lake City when her phone went off seeing it was Lewis. "Picking up Fuller." said Beck. "He called you too?" said Lewis. "Yeah, after your mom. I'm on my way in a few hours. Had an incident with Shelby. Leading her to get arrested." said Beck. "Tell me when i pick him up. Im on my way to get Venna home. Wanna meet up?" said Lewis. "Im in Route 30 passing Green River. You?" said Beck. "Ten minutes behind you. Meet us a block away from the station. See you then." said Lewis. "Bye, Lover Boy." said Beck hanging up continuing her focus on the road.