RUNAWAY GIRL
Chapter Four
.....seven.
I saw Allison's figure running to the car, "come on! mom was right on my trail!"
She went into the driver's seat and I went into the passenger's.
I saw our mom running out with a camera in her hand, I lost it, "GO!!"
Allison drove better and crazier than ever before, she drove crazily fast.
"I'LL GET YOU BRATS!" our mom threatened, but we were already gone, with the moonlight guiding the way.
An half an hour later, we were on the highway.
I swallowed, "She had a camera."
"Yeah.." Allison said, focusing on driving.
"What if the cops believe her? They'll take her word over ours. Anyone would."
"Not if we have proof."
"Which we don't."
"Not any that you're aware of."
Allison slowed down, "Listen, Amy, you're going to get maybe a little mad.."
"What?" I was axnious now.
"I would always record what mom did to you from a distance--"
I interupted her, "What? Then why didn't you turn it into the cops?"
"Because.. something in my gut told me not yet. It was a hutch."
She paused, and sighed, "I took pictures of your bruises, remember? When you were sleeping.."
"Allie.."
"I'm sorry."
I didn't know if I should freak out, or be happy, or just leave it at rest. I was sleepy, and worried. What if me and Allison were going to be one of those creepy hobos out on the street? What if..? What if..? All the bad things that could happen came into my mind. What if we got raaaped? What if we got mugged? What if our mom hunted us down? She had the skills.
All I could say was, "Where's the camera?"
"In my purse."
"What did you bring?"
"Pads, money, the camera, sunglasses."
I was thankful she brought pads, I admit. I mean, sure I hadn't gotten my period. And I was pretty much flat, but if it did strike, I was glad to be prepared.
"Uhm, Allie.." I said, slowly.
"Yes?"
"What if mom ...?" I paused. "I think we need wigs or something--in case."
"I'm not going to waste the money, if we do come to that point, then yes. If not, then no."
"Oh."
"Good idea though," Allison said, the queen of comfort.
"You should go to sleep,"
"But--what if you fall asleep driving?"
"I've had 6 cups of coffe, and 3 cokes, I'll be fine."
I nodded, and drifted off to sleep.