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I feel bad for the guy having to walk but at the same time I’ve watched way too many episodes of Disappeared; that show where people pick up hitchhikers and are never found again.
    The scenery changes and the bleary silence continues. Closing my eyes I find myself falling back to sleep. It’s not long before I am gasping for air as I wake up from another nightmare to see that Jenny stopped at a gas station.. I wish I could get out but she has that damn child lock on and she went inside for something. Hitting the door in anger and crossing my arms I stare out the windshield.
    I hate being treated like this. It pisses me off. Make one mistake like trying to get out of a car while it’s still in motion and I get the child lock put on. I jump as she opens the driver’s door handing me a bag of goodies. Opening the bag I see the loot; Skittles, Hershey bars and my favorite: Nerds. Digging through the bag I grab the nerds pouring them straight into my mouth.
    Tilting my head back I feel eyes on me and notice that Jenny is staring at me.
    “What? I’m reliving my childhood.”
    “You’re weird, hand me those Hershey bars.” Grabbing one I unwrap it for her as we drive away.
    My knee has been throbbing since I had my panic attack and practically jumped out of the car is making my leg pretty immobile, since I can’t bend it and I have to sit with it straight out. It wasn’t a smart move on my part but at the time I didn’t care.
    Glancing in the bag I take out the pack of Nerds, opening them up I pour them in my mouth letting the sour sweet flavor roll around in my mouth. Watching the cars fly pass I’m mentally doing multiplication tables in my head. Anything to take my mind off the fact I’m in a car. I don’t care for cars anymore since the accident but unfortunately we can’t fly to Texas due to how expensive the back and forth would be on Jenny and I don’t have access to any money right now. We’ve been on the road for several hours and could it take any longer to get to where we are going? Seriously I am so sick of driving, I Google directions on my phone to see how much further. The drive from Florida to Irving, Texas should take us around nine hours and we’ve been on the road for what feels like forever but glancing at the dashboard clock it’s only been around five hours.
    Covering my mouth when a huge yawn comes out of nowhere I lift off the seat in hopes of getting comfortable but t hat’s not happening. Turning on my iPod I turn to my Jakob Dylan playlist, leaning back I settle in listening to his soothing voice. Seeing a sign for food makes me realize how hungry I am and I go to open my mouth to tell her to stop but looking over at her I realize she is too busy talking on the phone to be aware of what I’m doing. Sighing I lean my head back on the headrest. Stiffening suddenly when I hear my name mentioned I tense waiting to hear what she has to say.
    “She tried to jump out of the car, Andrew.”
    When she pauses I hear a man’s voice with a very thick Texas accent through the speakerphone mumbling to someone to be quiet. This is new; she must think I’m sleeping. Leaning my head towards the window I continue to pretend to be asleep .
    “Why’d she do that?” Do you think it’s safe to be driving with her?”
    I can hear the concern in his voice for Jenny. Like I’m going to harm her or something, I scoff silently. Damn it–I’m not a criminal or anything. I freaked out. It happens. I’m abnormal I get it.
    “I don’t know she was sleeping and like BAM woke up and was trying to get out of the car like a bat out of hell. I was going about seventy and had to slam on the breaks to get to the side of the road and she hauled ass out of the car. Do you think we can handle this? She’s pretty messed up. It’s going to take some work to get her back to normal again.”
    I hear him sigh into the phone, biting the inside of my lip until I taste blood I await his answer. I’m scared of his