Nobody But Us
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Maybe I'm too late. Maybe Zoe's dad stole all her fifteen years and taught her to be scared. I'll undo it. Help her learn to be strong again, and brave. Not that I'm any kind of example, but we can learn together.
When the whole world is after you, sometimes it seems like you can't run fast enough.
Maybe it'll take Will years to come to terms with being abandoned. Maybe it'll take forever. I'll stay with him no matter how long it takes to prove that people don't always leave, don't always give up on you.
surprises me by grabbing a bag down by her feet and pulling out a couple of apples, some crackers and cheese spread—the kind in crinkly plastic packages with the little red sticks—and a bag of frosted animal cookies with sprinkles. “Where’d that come from?” “I got it out of the trunk when you were sleeping. It was in my makeup case.” She lifts her chin a tad. “I didn’t pack my makeup.” Well, shit. Awe soaks me from head to toe like I got caught in the rain, and I’m reminded what a fuckup I am.
we’re not supposed to talk in here.” But I didn’t want him to leave and I didn’t want him to stay where he sat, either. I was mad at him. I wanted him closer. My equilibrium floundered as it tried to shift, neutralize, stabilize this unexpected disruption. The confusion turned my stomach into a pretzel. No one had made me feel that way before. “Want some help?” “You’ve taken AP Chem?” “You take AP Chem? Shit. Ain’t you a sophomore?” “It’s an elective.” “So you choose to take that? Over,
piss off. He took it kinda hard, probably didn’t know what I was saying, but he figured it out. He ran off. I thought he was in the house.” I clench at Zoe’s shoulders. I need something to hold on to. She’s gotta feel some of this pain with me if she wants to understand me. I thought Ben was in the house. “I get in the van, put it in neutral. Toby gives a push backward, and all that weight from the wood just pulls the car out of the driveway. And there’s a bump.” “No,” she chokes. “Don’t tell
I owe them part of mine now—it don’t seem to care that I didn’t mean to do it. That it was an accident. And the cops won’t care that I didn’t mean it. They’re gonna be after us now even if they weren’t before. “Then we’ll keep going,” I choke out, desperate to soothe her and me, too. I can drive. Just keep going until we get to that place where everyone understands accidents happen and people need to be saved. “All the way to the ocean, okay?” “We can’t run forever.” “I’ll take care of you.
The one in my parents’ room. She listened the whole time we were talking.” I don’t say anything. I’m too busy trying to remember if I’d said anything that I shouldn’t have. There was no mention of Vegas, no telling her which direction we were headed. Just that I was okay. Not to worry. Not to say I called. “She wanted to get on and tease me, I know, but then she heard your voice and listened. I didn’t even hear her pick up. I can’t believe I didn’t hear her. I was so excited to hear where you’d