DAY13

January 8, 2010

Well I don't know what to say. I'm real tired and my head hurts. I'm so stressed. We're still at the motel and I found out there was a pop machine outside. So while John was sleeping I got some money and bought a bottle of Sprite. Why Sprite you ask? Well it's because among my research for Greek Gods I found an author who wrote that this one god got drunk off Sprite. Well I drank the whole thing and felt fine. So I got another soda. My favorite drink Mountain Dew! Later after a few drinks and after I bought some more...and more...and mo...

I stumbled into the room and jumped on the bed.
"Hey sleepy head," I mocked as I continually poked John in the face.
"What?" he said. He stared at me for a minute. "Are you ok? You look a little... off."
"I'm fine," I said as I finished off my 6Th bottle of Mountain Dew. I threw it on the floor Wow he looks yummy! I started crawling towards him.
"Whoa! I think you just need to sit down for a bit."
"Ok," I leaned in closer and whispered, "As long as I can sit on you."
"I don't think we should do this... What the hell happened to you? It's almost like your drunk? What the hell!!!" I could tell he was a little freaked out but I didn't get why.
"What's wrong?" I thought you liked me
"What did you do?"
"I got some drinks," I wined. I got crawled closer to him. "Why won't you let me near you?" He kept backing away from me Why? What's wrong?
"I think you need to sit down." He tried to guide me to the bed, but now I was getting angry. I grabbed him and pulled him down then rolled over so that I was ontop of him. "WHY NOT? HUH? WHY DON'T YOU WANT ME NOiW? WHY CAN'T YOU JUST BE WITH ME!!"
"Stop this! Your not yourself and you know it! Get...off...me." He let each word ring in my ears. Now what do I do? With nothing left I cried. I layed on top of him and sobbed and when I finaly stopped cryshing there was two big wet stains on his shirt.
"I'm sorry," I said. I flashed his off.
"Thanks for that," he laughed. I'd never heard him laugh before. It was deep and sinceer. A real laugh. He pushed my head back down to his chest and combed his fingers through my hair.
"It's ok." In his arms I was so calm. I just felt peaceful. I love you. I only wish I could say it. I let another tear slip before I started talking again.
"Can I ask a question?"
"Sure. What is it?" his voice sent chills down my spine. I could feel his breath on my ear.
"Why where you looking for me? I mean you found me and brought me to your house. Then you fought with me and now we're traveling together. Why?"
"It's be-GET DOWN!!" He threw me off the bed and dived on top of me. What the hell!!
"We already where..." that's when I saw the bullet hole in the bed and two more in the wall. John got up and walked outside. He told me to just stay queit. Staying quiet was easy, but staying awake was another story.

I woke up later and John was sitting in front of the televisioin watching reruns of South Park. I was back on the bed and out of my jeans. His comment: "Don't worry I flashed them off." (I wish he'd taken them off himself but... anyway)He told me the shots were from some drunk teens who got there dad's gun. He made a joke saying I wasn't the only drunk. I didn't find it funny. I figured I would talk to him later. I was to tired to care. I went back to sleep.
So that was my day in a nutshell and you may wonder why I didn't talk to John yet? Well it's because he's sleeping and I just got up to pee. Although my head is throbbing I found one good thing out. I can flash myself under the sheets. Now I'm gonna go sleep with my shirtless hottie the boring way ;)

-KP