• The beginning of the end.

    The rain came down fast in big fat droplets, landing loudly on the roof and window shield of the faded blue truck. Caydence watched the wipers fly back and forth across the window barley being able to keep up with the rapid shower of water. She was trying to distract herself from the fact the truck was already speeding down a deserted highway during a storm and still being accelerated. She trusted the driver though; trusted her not to crash, trusted her not to kill them both. But trust wasn’t enough to calm her heavy breathing, she was scared and the almost ear-splitting silence between the two of them wasn’t helping to settle her nerves. “Mackenzie, slow down please.” she managed to get out.
    “Not yet.” Her words held a final tone which wasn’t to be argued with, but the blond wasn’t intimidated anymore by the other girl’s dauntingness. She’d been woken up by her cell phone at five this morning and was told to be waiting outside. In a way she knew what was going on and had seen this coming, but there was no way she could’ve prevented it on her own. And now she’d be damned if she didn’t get a straight explanation, or a chance to help.
    “Please.” Was all she could work up whispering while on the edge of a panic attack. The sapphist jerked the wheel to the right and there was a piercing screech as tires slid harshly against the wet road sending the teen flying into the driver. She screamed and threw her arms over her head to protect herself from any other impacts as the truck seemed to spin uncontrollably forever. It took her a few moments to realize though the vehicle had in fact stopped moving. Raising her head slowly, she attempted to take in her surroundings.
    They were in the parking lot of a gas station, a sign hanging in the door indicated it was closed. Before Caydence could get a word out, the drivers side door was opened and Mackenzie got out, slamming it shut behind her. Waiting a few moments to catch her breath and gather her thoughts, she got out too. Her plans on yelling at the other girl until she was blue in the face dissolved when she walked to the front of the truck and saw her hunched over, arms around herself.
    She contemplated a moment, thinking to comfort her, but then she remember she was still annoyed and wasn’t ready to give sympathy. “What the ********] is going on. You almost killed us!” When the dark haired girl looked up, she was practically gnawing her bottom lip off, and Caydence could see the endless battle ensuing behind those oh-so-blue eyes. “Macky, what’s happening?” Those pools of pure blue beauty flickered down again and she pushed the wet hair out of her face.
    “I couldn’t stay in town and talk to you.” there was a long silence. “I’m leaving.” she finally said. Caydence knew it! She was more then afraid of this happening, she was terrified. She wasn’t sure if she’d be able to cope with being abandoned again.
    “Why? Is it because of that girl and her stupid threat?”
    “She meant what she said.”
    “So what if she did? I can help protect you. Please.”
    “I’m not dragging you into this with me, Caydence.” She reached into her pocket and pulled out a phone. “Take this. Call your parents and tell them where to pick you up.”
    “This is your phone... How am I suppose to get a hold of you if you’re leaving?”
    “You’re not going to. You’re not grasping the big point Cay, this is dangerous. And not the kind you see in movies. I’m not some indestructible person, I don’t have anyone on my side--”
    “You have me...” The younger teen interrupted, but was ignored.
    “They’ll kill me first chance they get. And I know you want to think you can help this but you can’t. I’m sorry.” A stinging sensation overtook the blond and she squeezed her eyes shut, trying to stop the emotion from enveloping her. The attempt was rendered useless since the tears came pouring out anyway, running down her cheeks and mixing with the raindrops.
    “Don’t leave me, please.” Unable to control herself she took two steps forward and wrapped her arms around the girl she’d fallen so madly in love with. “Please.” she whispered again.
    Every ounce of anger she’d felt only minutes ago toward the other vanished, replaced with only the need to keep her here forever. Hands came clasping down on her arms, trying to pry her away.
    “Caydence let go of me please. Oh god, please stop crying. Shh, shh, it’s okay, let go of me and listen.” reluctantly she did, and let her arms fall limply to her sides.
    The taller girl bent down slightly until she was eye level with the blonde. She cupped her face and spoke slowly.. “I. have. to. go.”
    “I don’t understand why though! The police could protect you, or let me come with you! I don’t care if it’s dangerous!”
    “Shut up!” The older teen spat. “You don’t understand! You’re naive, and despite what you think, you don’t know anything! So just stop it! Please.” Slender hands had found their way from her face to her shoulders and were gripping them tightly. The pain in her shoulders was easily ignored though by the amount of aching in her chest.
    “D-don’t you love me?” she stammered, the cold of the outside was starting to get to her, and the fact she was trying to hold down sobs didn’t help.
    Even through the storm she could hear the little intake of breath. A sob escaped her mouth and she pulled away from the punk, covering her face as embarrassment took over. Of course she didn’t. “I’m sorry. It was a stupid question.” She opened the phone still clutched in her hand and started dialling her house when a hand came down over hers and closed it.
    “Look, you know how I am. I can’t- I don’t do relationships. I’m scared of being tied down and then hurting them. I’m scared of getting hurt. But,” She took a big breath, getting ready for a big confession. “I’ve never felt this way before, okay? I do love you Cay. You’re different then any girl I’ve ever met. I’ve wanted you from the moment I layed eyes on you, but I’d never expected for things to get so deep. I just expected us to be a one night thing. I didn’t expect you to be the way you were. Perfect. I love you so ******** much.” Suddenly hands were tangled in her golden locks and her face was pulled forward until they met another pair of lips.
    She responded immediately with a pressure of her own, her hands finding their way to slim hips, gripping them tightly. “Then don’t leave me” She gasped in between kisses, her fingers clawing at the other girls soaked shirt, holding on for pretty much all she was worth.
    “I don’t want to leave you. But I have no other choice, I’m sorry. I’ll come back for you though, I promise. Just, wait for me okay?” Their noses were touching and Mackenzie was stroking the beautiful face in front of her, trying to calm her lover down. “I’ll come back when this has settled down a little. I swear.” She was worried Caydence wasn’t going to respond, she’d been standing silently with her eyes closed. The dark haired girl noted that her teeth were beginning to chatter too.
    Finally, the blond looked up, a small, sad smile working it’s way slowly across her face. “Then I’ll be waiting for you, no matter how long it takes. I promise.” She wrapped her arms around the other female’s waist and squeezed, burrying her face in the crook of her neck. If something did happen to her, she wanted to make their last moments together count. “I love you.” She whispered. Arms encircled her shoulders and she felt lips press up against her ear.
    “I love you too.”
    When they released each other, a shiver wracked her body and she shook, wrapping her arms around herself. Without the extra body heat she felt vulnerable and so, so cold. She heard the truck’s door opening then closing and the sound of it starting up and watched helplessly as it reversed and did a u-turn out of the parking lot.
    And that was it.
    She was gone, swallowed up by the rain and fog.
    ‘I’ll come back for you.’ And she trusted her words with everything her heart had. Trusted she’d come home safe, hoping the next time she saw her love wasn’t at a funeral in a wooden casket. Caydence knew thinking of the cons instead of pros wasn’t a good strategy, but she had to be realistic, anything could happen.
    The rain ceased and the teen looked up at the sky, seeing the tiniest bit of blue peeking out behind the ugly gray clouds.
    ‘Things are going to be okay.’ she thought, and for the first time in a long while, she trusted herself.