The Witty Runaway

Chapter 4

I walked over to Easton and told him we were leaving.
"Alright, I'll be there at noon tomorrow. Have fun." he laughed, and hugged me.
"Thank youuu." I smiled.
I walked over to where Rusty was talking to Willow and Seria.
She was sitting on a stool with her legs spread a little, so I slipped in between them, and leaned in really close.
I whispered "You ready to go?", and then I started kissing her neck.
"She laughed, and pulled back a little.
"Guys, I think it's time Lana and I leave. We'll see you tomorrow night." She smiled.
I stopped, "I can't. I have a high school party."
Rusty looked confused, "You said they were lame?"
"Compared to this? Yes, it's horrible, both Easton and I agree. But, we do have to put on our show, and that means parties." I explained.
"Why can't you just be honest?" Rusty asked, a bit irritated.
"Let's not do this here, Rusty." I said, with a sheepish look.
She let out a long sigh, "Fine, let's go home."
Rusty has never understood why Easton and I just wouldn't tell everyone, I though as we walked to her car.
"Im driving!" I called, knowing she had a few to many.
She tossed me the keys and got in.
I got in, and started the car.
I looked over, and she had her arm's crossed looking out the window.
"Rusty, what's wrong? I questioned.
She turned to me, "What's wrong? You sit here and act like it isn't a big to deal to hide our relationship. I want the world to know you're mine. I want to spend every night with you. But, I cant. Because you won't tell everyone you're a lesbian."
She was upset, and I didn't wanna make the situation worse.
"This is good for Easton and I. No one is being bullied this way. I get to spend the night with you. 
That wouldn't happen if they knew I was a lesbian, or that I was dating a 21 year old and that's were ago most nights. This wouldn't be happening."
"I know.." she muttered.
"Trust me, Rusty. I know this sucks. Not just for you, but for me too. But I do it so I can be with you. I rather just have a good night and not fight. I've missed you." I said.
Rusty leaned over and kissed me, "I love you, Lana."
I smiled, "I love you, too." 
That was the first time since we met 6 months ago she had said that.
"We're here." I said pulling up to her apartment.