Walking Disaster; 8

As we race along the highway, I let my arm rest on the side of the window the cool air running between my fingers, Kate Nash plays on the radio. "You must eat so many lemons..." Kelly sings tapping her fingers on the balck steering wheel. The sun catches her silver spider ring. The one with the onyx eyes, the one I got her for her birthday. I tilt my head back watching the clouds pass behind my risky business glasses.

"Dude, im like starving." I say gripping my stomach. Kelly looks down at me, nodding.

"I have to pee." She’s open like that. I groan and rest my head on the side of the window. I place my feet up on the dash board, Kelly shifts. My stomache grumbles and a feel myself grow uncomfortable. I close my eyes wishing I was eating a heeuugggeeee m effing bowl of pasta. Gah dammit.

"Peeeeeeeee!!" She sings. I look up at her her black hair dances in peices around her face as she smiles down at me.

"EXIT!" I cry pointing to exit 12 a Pizza Palace sign hangs below it. She jerks the wheel. I hold on for dear life. A few days before I would have readily jumped. But as Kelly screeched, swearing missing a mini van by only a few inches. All I could think of was pizza.

Then I realize even after leaving my old town, death follows me. Wanting to end my life with an empty stomach and being made a cheese buger of the mini vans grill. You probably have never realized this because you’ve never been in my position. On the verge of death and your last thought is they better have pepperoni.

Making it down into off the exit we sit at four lights Kelly bouncing in her seat like shes going to have a orgasm and me groaning in pain. Yeah we got some weird looks. Especially from this lady with fuzzy white hair. Kelly barked at her, "What!?" The old lady rolled her window up. But thats no surprise to me.

Kelly wheeled her car into the parking lot so fast her door was open before she had the keys out. She raced in side. I walked. No way was I going to follow that nut in. Kelly was already unbuttoning her pants. The cold air conditioning hit me like a wake up call. The Pizza Palace inside. Had a few tables with the white and red checkered tops. The counter held a bored looking girl of maybe 16 popping her bubble gum. I leaned agaisnt the fake brick wall waiting for Kelly to come out of the bathroom, when a distraught looking boy of maybe nineteen or twenty came in. And he asked me if that was my car.