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For the past two hours, we drove in silence. Every few minutes I would sneak a glimpse at Ellie and she stole of few glimpses at me. It almost felt like we were sizing each other up, seeing if we could take each other on in case everything went south. The radio played softly in the background, which only made the pregnant silence even more awkward. “So…you’ve run like five red lights since you coerced me into running off with you. Did you give any thought about the possibility of cameras?” Shit. I didn’t take that in consideration. Yeah, we’re gonna get arrested at some point. I gripped the steering wheeler tighter and went lead foot on the accelerator. “Mark, you need to slow down,” Ellie said calmly. “I, I can’t. I can’t slow down.” I was on the edge of losing it. “Mark, just pull over onto the shoulder or you might lose circulation in your hands from how tight you’re gripping the wheel. Just calm down, we’re fine, alright?” I pressed the break and glided onto the shoulder. Everything that had happened in the last few hours hit me like a ton of bricks. I stole the money in the cash register. I walked out on my job. Now, I’ve dragged an innocent girl into the mess all because of the light touch of her hand. I’m one crazy son of a bitch. “Feeling better now?” she turned in her seat to look at me. “What have I done?” ankara escort I whispered. “It looks like we have a few things to talk about, but first I have a few questions to ask you. Why are we in my van in the middle of nowhere? Why did you take all of the cash from the register? Do you have any mental issues that I need to know about?” “Honestly, I have no idea why I did that stuff back at the station. And no, I don’t have any mental issues. I just really needed to get away,” “To get away from life?” “To get away from a lot of things.” “Do you wanna talk about those things? I’m not going anywhere and we have plenty of time to kill.” “No, I really don’t want to right now. Besides, I don’t think you would like me if I told you.” “Mark,” she laughed, “I don’t even know what to think of you right now.” Ellie had a point. So far, my first impression wasn’t all that stellar. Just a few hours ago, I made her into an accessory to robbery. On the other hand, she came somewhat willingly. Fuck, not all of my actions made any sense. I’m not the kind of guy who does things spontaneously. I’ve learned to calculate everything I say and do. That way of thinking was part of being a lawyer. Hell, my calculating attitude helped keep Sabrina in my bed and my well-stocked bank account. Why didn’t I want to tell Ellie what ankara escort bayan had happened? She kept looking at me, waiting for me give a clear answer. I’ve given her more mixed signals than a kid off his Ritalin giving directions. Sometimes I swear that I have the brain of a five year old. “I gotta take a piss.” I’m an idiot. Ellie gave me the most confused look. So much for being a smooth talker. “Okay, I have to go too.” I opened the door fully intent on relieving myself until I felt Ellie grab my arm. “Are you kidding me? Let’s find the nearest gas station. Believe it or not I don’t have a dick hanging between my legs like you do.” She laughed. Her laugh sounded like small, melodious bells. Okay, maybe not so much like that, but her laugh gave me an electric rush to my brain and made my stomach flip-flop. ** I splashed cold water on my face, trying to wake up. Is this what I look like now? I thought to myself as I looked at my reflection in the bathroom mirror. My light brown hair sat limply on my head, barely touching my shoulders. What once was a well-groomed goatee was now unkempt and bushy. I even saw a few gray hairs in my goatee/wimpy beard too. I look like I’m ten years older than I actually am. The harsh light in the bathroom only made the lines and wrinkles on my face look worse. I escort ankara need a haircut and a trim. I wanted to look like a decent human being. I wanted to look like how I did almost two years ago. More importantly, I wanted to look good for Ellie. When I finished in the bathroom, I saw Ellie sitting inside the van with the passenger door open waiting for the van to finish filling up. It worried me some that she was out in the open at a back country gas station in the middle of nowhere. Well, I brought us here so that one’s on me. “Hey,” she looked up from digging around in her bag. “Hey, how much is it gonna cost for a full tank?” the final price dinged. “It looks like it’s gonna cost eighty-two bucks.” “How much cash do we have left?” “I counted before filling up and we had around two hundred and fifty dollars and with a now full tank we’re left with a little over one and sixty-five left over. Your gas station doesn’t make much money does it?” “That place barely makes a profit and no one goes there to get gas after dark. I’ve only got fifty bucks in cash on me and I’m scared to use my credit card.” “You’re smart not use it. I have fifteen in my wallet. Anyway, wherever we’re going we’re not gonna have much money to live off of.” “Ah shit.” “Yep.” “What are we gonna do?” “Apparently, you’re the mastermind of this operation Mark. What’s your plan of action?” “I need a haircut.” “What?” “I need a haircut.” “Dude, it’s two in the morning and everything is closed.” “Just forget it.” “What were you before a gas station clerk?” “A lawyer.” The word tasted bitter in my mouth.
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