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At first I wasn’t gonna get in. But then I saw what looked the end of a gun sticking out from between the seats. And Will saw me looking at it too, I know he did cause he nodded at it briefly.

“Come on before he comes out.” He says referring to Gerard and I didn’t budge, not an inch... “Don't want things to get messy again now do we Elle?” He says grinning a little and I just reached over and opened the door and hopped in. I didn’t even hesitate. I mean I’d trade my life for Gerard's in a heartbeat. And as we pulled away I couldn’t help but wonder if that’s exactly what I just did…

We drove in silence for a while. Will took the first turn off the main road and it seemed we were just weaving along the back roads with no real definitive destination, or so it seemed to me at least. Judging by the way he was acting I got the feeling that he was worried that someone was following us, but I don't know.

I mean it couldn’t have been Gerard and Bob he was worried about cause I know they didn’t see me leave with him, fuck I don't even think they know I'm gone yet. But shit, they were gonna find out soon enough. It was obvious that I just didn’t just walk off on them, although I should've…the fuckers they were… But once they stop fighting they're gonna see I left my bags in Bob’s trunk. Aw fuck, I left Bob’s trunk open actually! Shit, I hope nobody steals my purse like that…

As I absentminded twirled Bobs key chain around my finger another thought suddenly popped into my mind. What the fuck! I have Bob’s keys… Like I have his keys in my hand. How the fuck are they gonna come after me when I have his keys? I mean does he keep a spare somewhere? Probably… hmph…Probably at home though… fuck… things were pretty much going from bad to worse… So much for them coming to ‘rescue’ me…

‘Well I guess you’re on your own then Elle.’ I sighed to myself and Will glanced over at me.

“What’d ya say?” He says and I shoved Bobs’ keys into my pocket roughly.

“Nothing. Where the fuck are we going anyway Will?” I blurt out quite angrily at him. He looked over at me a little surprised. Fuck I was surprised too. I don't know where that anger came from. –No. I did know. I was just so fucking tired of being treated like this. Jerked around for peoples amusements…

“Did you get my letter Elle?” Will says totally ignoring the fact that I just sorta snapped at him.

“Uh yeah but I didn’t read it.” I replied uneasily… shit was there something in the letter that I should've known about? Fuck Gerard and his fucking ‘I know what's best’ attitude… Now I don't know what the fuck Will is talking about…

“I'm sorry if reading it upset you.” He says and I looked over at him cautiously. He had this weird glazed over look in his eyes. And he wasn’t making any sense. I mean I don't think he was listening to me. He was just talking and it was like we weren’t having the same conversation… I mean I just said I didn’t read it, so why would he say sorry that it upset me?

“Will I don't know what-“ I begin to say to him and he just jerked his head to the side suddenly.

“SHUT THE FUCK UP!” He screamed so loudly that I shook.

He was gripping the steering wheel so tightly his knuckles actually turned white. I had never seen anything like that before and it scared me tremendously. I found myself cowering down in the seat, trying to pull back from him as far as I could. And as he reached his hand out towards me I flinched.

“I wasn’t talking to you Elle.” He says gently and I blinked back the tears in my eyes as I looked at him… He wasn’t talking to me? There was no one else in the car! -Holy shit. He was crazy… I mean. He was crazy. There was no other word for it. “Shit. fuck. motherfuckers.” He muttered to himself as he reached in between the seats frantically trying to grab something.

“Will don't!” I cried out and I reached to stop him. I mean I thought he was going for the gun but he wasn’t. He just kinda stared at me as he pulled out a small pill bottle and as he fumbled with the lid on it, he continued to curse under his breath. He wasn’t watching the road at all now and he was swerving the car a little. Since I didn’t have my seatbelt on I slammed up against the door pretty fucking hard too.

“You okay?” He says to me and I sorta nodded as I watched him pop a handful of pills into his mouth desperately. “I'm sorry Elle.” He says with a softer more familiar tone to his voice as he steadied the car back on the road and I nodded like it was okay.

“I'm fine, but are you okay Will?” I asked him softly as he tossed the bottle back on the seat.

“Fucking dose is off or some shit.” He muttered and I picked up the bottle. It was some kinda anti-psychotic drug. The label said it was for Mary somebody or other in New Orleans…

“Who’s Mary Mc-whatever?” I tell him and he wouldn’t look at me.

”Who?” He says and I felt this nervousness taking me over.

“These are her pills.” I tell him and he shrugged and didn’t say anything for a moment.

“I guess.” He finally speaks up and I my nervousness suddenly turned into nauseousness.

“Well, where’s Miss Mary now?” I asked cautiously. God, please don't let him say she's in the trunk or some shit…

“I don't know.” He replied plainly and I frowned. “I don't. “ He insists. “Never fucking met her.” He tells me.

“Well, where did you get these pills from?” I asked him and he shrugged.

“Stole ‘em.” He replied and I frowned. “From the pharmacy.” He added. “Don't be mad, I needed them Elle. I didn’t hurt anyone.” He says apologetically and I shook my head a little.

“I didn’t mean it like that.” I tell him and he lowered his eyes a little.

“I didn’t let them hurt anyone either.” He says and I felt a chill go down my spine… Them? Great… so it wasn’t just one voice in his head, it was many… fuck…

“They just wont shut up.” He says grabbing the sides of his head and my heart ached to see him suffering like that…

“Aw Will.” I sighed as I watched him struggling against himself… I mean I've done it so many times myself. Maybe not to the extent that he was but I felt his pain. “Mmm why don't you pull over up there Will.” I tell him nodding towards the city park that was up ahead and he reluctantly did…

Once he stopped the car I couldn’t help myself from reaching over and touching him. I mean he was hurting so badly…I kinda rubbed his back softly as he spoke. He told me how he was struggling with these ‘devil’ voices in his head. How he was trying so hard to control them, but he just couldn’t anymore. Apparently its been going on for years. He was stealing pills from this nursing home he use to volunteer at with the church and then he got caught one day and that was it. With out the pills he was fucked. Lost all sorts of control. That’s how we ended up at the 7-11 that day…

“Aw Will honey.” I said softly trying to soothe him but I don't know if my words were actually reaching him or not. I shifted my eyes to the floor of the car. He had like a duffel bag with some crap in it. There was like this black silky material sticking up out of it and my first thought was of my underwear. I mean mine were purple-ish and lace and that was black silk but still… Did he have a fucking bag of women’s underwear? I think he saw me looking at it cause he nodded for me to pick it up.

“Collection plate.” He says and I wrinkled my face in confusion until I opened the zipper further and saw what he meant… It was the fucking collection plate basket thing from the church. A small wicker basket, lined in black silk, and filled with crumpled bills, envelopes, coins, all sorts of crap. Fuck the whole duffel bag was pretty much filled with money. It couldn’t have all been from the church either…Shit Will was on like a fucking crime spree and now I was along for the ride…

But the money didn’t really upset me. It was the other crap he had in the bag. There was a rope and a folded up knife and some duct tape and I don't know what else cause he suddenly reached over and took the bag from me.

“I really just wanted to apologize to you.” He says and I nodded along… I was suddenly very scared again. And I was tempted to ask him if all he wanted to do was apologize then what did he need the rope for but I didn’t…

I guess I’d find out soon enough…