((Finally I got part of the 3rd chapter done. Still working. I've only got like a third of the story tuped up.))
Chapter 3: Reunited With A First Meeting
I was in for a long drive. I was going from Chicago, Illinoise all the way to New Port, Florida. This was definetly going to be a fun drive; getting lost, sleeping in the truck, eating out every night, and getting lost some more. Oh joy.
The first thing I did after leaving Shawn there in the park was call Tyler. I got the money and went to the store for supplies; take out for every meal didn't sound like the most appetizeing or quick thing.
The store was packed; this of course was just my luck. It was going to take me forever to get out of there. I definetly didn't have that time. My mission was clear: get to Tyler as quickly as possible. I was already missing his voice, and I hadn't spoken to him maybe more than an hour ago. I was, no doubt, hopeless.
I only grabbed a few things, but the lines ahead guarenteed a fifteen or more minute wait. So I browsed around to see what all there was. I hadn't been in many stores in my short stay here and there was bound to be something that would peek my interest, if only for a few minutes.
Magazines, frozen foods, the normal things you'd typically find in a store. That's all I saw. I ended up eventually walking around one corner and finding a bunch of pencils and paper for half off, so I grabbed a little bit and continued browsing. Soon I decided that I was done shopping. I needed to be careful with what little money I had anyway; gas was bound to be expensive.
I came around one last corner heading for the check out area and froze. Not here too! Shawn leaned against one of the check out areas, chatting away happily with one of the clerks. Damn it! Was he following me still? What a stupid question. Of course he was. Him and Corey were bent on not allowing me to leave for some strange reason.
I started to back up around the corner again, keeping my eyes on Shawn as I did so. Then as I rounded the corner backwards, two arms came down around my waist and pulled me to a warm body gently and yet with strick athority.
"Hey there Baby Girl. How are you?" Corey whispered in my ear as soon as I was fully leaning against him, frozen with shock. I fought off a scream that was instinktly building in my throat, "Miss me?" I didn't need to look at him to know that he was smiling.
My body stayed frozen, still too surprised to register that I should push him away now, rather than later.
"Mmm... I almost forgot how good you smelled..." he moaned a little smelling my hair.
That small comment and action snapped me out of it. I shoved him away from me and whirled around to meet his gaze, "Don't touch me," I snapped at him.
"Oh come on. You're not still amd at me are you?" He asked reaching for me again.
"What the hell did I just say?" I said smacking his hand away, "Don't touch me."
"Oh come on now Babe. Forgive me already. You were always so quick to when you were back home," I said smileing a little again and standing straight.
"That's because it was never anything close to this! Plus I wanted to be with you! Now I can stand you!" I glared at him attmepting to keep my tone low. Man, I'd been glareing a lot ot people the last few days.
His smile was completely gone now. Somethings told me he wasn't too fond of what I'd just said. He sighed and calmed himself a bit. Good, he wanted to try and avoid any huge conflict in front of all these strangers.
"Come on Babe. It wasn't anything. She had a damn nice body. I couldn't help but want some. You just came home rom school early on the wrong day. That's all," he said as he smiled aat the memory of the woman.
"'Came home early on the wrong day?'" I scoffed at him, " Corey, you disgust me! It dosn't matter what someone looks like! I don't care how hot she was! How about I just don't come 'home' at all! How does that sound huh?" I was begining to raise my voice at him a bit and people were just begining to turn and look at us, curious of the quaral we were in.
His smile vanished again and began pleading with me, "Ana... I... Come home. I'll be good to you. I won't ever do anything like that again. I swaear."
I shook my head at him, "I'm going home. Just not to or with you. Never again," I spoke calmnly and turned to leave, heading for the check out lines again.
Grabbing my arm exactly where he had the night before and directly on the bruise he had left, he stopped me in my tracks. Calmnly, I turned to meet his gaze. He was looking at me pleadingly, just like he had the night before, but this time there was no randome stranger standing in to help me.
"If not to my home, then where? And if not to me, then WHO?" he quietly asked me not letting my arm go, but instead bringing it closer to himself to examine the bruise. He leaned down to kiss it lightly, and softly run his fingures across the mark he had undoubtably left on my skin. I flinched at the presure on the more tender spot on the bruise, "I'm sorry for that by the way," he said, still quiet.
"Don't worry 'bout it," I watched him do all of it and then pulled my arm away as I spoke. To my surprise, he didn't resist one bit, "And who and where I go to is none of your business. All you need to know that is't not here, and not you."
Turning away again I came face to face with Shawn. Could this day go any better? He smiled, turned me around to face Corey, and posesivly draped his arm around my shoulders and looked over at Corey, then down to me to be sure he wasn't in any potential danger fom my riseing temper, and then back to Corey.
"Hey Ana. You ditched me back there at the park earlier," he said keeping his smile, "What's up Corey? I see you finally caught up to my little Ana here huh?"
Corey was about to say something when I cut him off by throwing Shawn's arm off of my shoulders and snapping, "YOUR little Ana? I don't think so. Catch you guys never," I rushed away from them to one of the check out lines.
Stealthily, I watched them throught the corner of my eyes. They still stood where I'd left them, only now Corey had a little smirk on his face and was saying something, no doubt arogant and ment to stirke a nerve to Shawn. Shawn stood positioned so he could watch both of us, but was scowling at Corey keeping most of his sights on me. I was fairly certain that he wasn't able to tell that I was watching them as well. Were they disgusing me? Again another stupid question. Of course they were. I was, after all, the only reason they were speaking.
"Excuse me miss? It's your turn. You're holding up the line. Please move forward if you are ready," the clirk said politely getting my attention away from them.
"Oh, I'm sorry. I wasn't paying attention," I replied stepping forward and placing my things on the counter to be paid for.
The clirk was quick and efficent, and finished with me quickly. Soon I was sitting in my truck again. My arm throbbed a bit, but it wasn't so bad. I sighed placing the items I'd bought in the floor and thinking for a moment. Corey and Shawn... What exactly did they want with me? An what could have possessed Shawn to call me HIS Ana? Surely he couldn't have been that much of a moron.
I got settled and put on my seat belt, starting the truck at the same time. I needed to be on the road already. Tyler wanted me ASAP and I definetly wanted the same. He would be worried if he knew about the insident in the store though. Well what he didn't know surely wouldn't hurt him.
About an hour later I was on the road with a map in hand. I was going to be spending quite a few hours in my truck for the next few days. Who knew, maybe I'd be like my mother or my friend Jen and make a randome friend on the road. The stickers my mom would put on her car would attract the weirdest people and Jen would yell randome things out the window just from being hyper at randome people and end up, somehow, meeting them in person a few days later. Well, the town I grew up in was extremely small so there wasn't anything difficult about meeting someone you've seen on the road around town or at school. Everyone knew everyone else.
I was prone to getting lost while driveing too, so that little set back only made it that much of a longer drive. It probably wasn't usually a good idea to let me drive alone unless I was in an area I knew, but even then there was still a good chance of me getting lost. I'd lost count a long time ago how many times I'd gotten lost in Chicago, or my own hometown for that matter.
After driving for maybe three hours I decided to stop at a diner and grab a bite to eat before I got into the really hard core driving pattern. Though I hadn't eaten a single thing all day either.
As I pulled into the parking lot packd with the dinner time rush of vehicles, I spotted two people about my age. One was male, very tall and skinney, and had black hair that fell into his face and covered his glasses the tiniest bit. The other was a female. She was a bit big set, appeared about as tall as me, probably a little taller, also with short hair, though a little longer than the guy did and sported a little bit of red coloring but was over all dark brown. She wore make up that complimented the features of her face, and, from where I was far away, he outfit as well.
The girl didn't look too happy with her comapnion who was smiling at her frustration. They must have been having some kind of arguement. She tirned away from the boy and began stalking back twords the diner and inside when the boy did something to her from behind as he followed her with a big smile on his face, causing her to whirl around and yell at him once again. I had thought too soon. They weren't having an arguement, the guy was being just plain annoying and was on the fast track to getting good clock to the head. That's if it were me anyway. Soon they were inside and the show was over though.
While I had watched them I had parked my truck. I stepped out and locked it as they walked into the diner doors, then headed in after them smiling replaying the little scene in my head. I stood waiting for a moment waiting for someone to find the time to seat me; they were quite packed.
Soon enough a waitress came and seated me, ending up with a seat right next to the two I'd seen in the parking lot. I couldn't help but smile to myself again as I heard a small part of their conversation.
"Oh my god Coner! Stop!" as she smacked the boy. I asumed he must of course be Coner.
He laughed, "Why? It's fun!"
"Becasue it's freaking annoying!" she snapped
Coner laughed again and reached acorss the table to poke her, but was smacked in the head before he succeded in his attempt. I chuckled quietly to myself as I heard the loud thud her hand made against his head, and continued browsing the menu for something that I could maybe afford.
"Ow! Sasha, that hurt!" Coner complained rubbing the side of his head.
"Well, you deserved it! Next time don't mess with me you idiot," the girl, Sasha, scolded him. I shook my head a bit smiling still.
"You are violent and mean you know that?" Coner comented
"And you're annoying. Now figure out what you want to eat so we can order already," she retaliated without hesitation browsing through a menu of her own.
I stopped listening for the moment and searched for what I wanted to eat, ordered it, and sat quietly waiting for my food tempted to text or call Tyler; the wait for my food was bound to take some time anyway. I began searching through my pockets a bit until I found my cell.
"Hello?" a friendly voice came from behind me. It sounded like Coner, "Hey, hello?"
"Oh Coner leave her alone. She's probably ignoring you on purpose," Sasha grumbled lounging in her seat a bit.
I kept messing with my phone figuring he wasn't talking to me, when I felt a tap on my shoulder, "Hey you."
I turned to see Coner was looking directly at me, a giant smile forming across his face, "Y-yes?"
"I knew it!" Coner exclaimed triumphantly, "You look just like her! Only I think a bit taller.... your hair is longer than she kept her's and its darker too. Otherwise, you could be her twin!"
