Part Eleven: Let's Leave It At That

Kathleen put a spoonful of cereal into her mouth and chewed quickly, looking at the napkin laid in front of her. Ellie and Jacob could feel the tension in the atmosphere rise above, but they stayed silent, watching as if they were watching the Superbowl. "Where were you Kathleen Riverbed?" Stephanie asked, digging her fork into the soft and flaky pancake. "Oh, well, since you wanted to be with your lonesome self I decide to go to Connor's house. And in return, he gave me what I wanted" Kathleen said, challenging Stephanie. Stephanie choked on her pancake and she gulped down some water. Ellie lip got tighter and her fork stop mid-air in her hand, and her eyes were wider than they have been before. Jacob stopped chewing, but was trying to remove the substance with his tongue. Kathleen was the only one who smiling and humming happily, that was all she ever wanted.

She got up from the table, "Well, I got to go by Connor's house. Toddles, everyone!". When they heard the front door slammed, Jacob eyes fell into Ellie as he looked up. He gave Ellie a signal and looked across at Stephanie who was looking down at her breakfast and taking little gasp of breath. "Stephanie, You don't mind if we go ahead and just talk things through, don't you?" Jacob asked, with a serious look on his face. Stephanie looked up, "No,no not all. You two can go without me, really" Stephanie said, giving a fake smile. Ellie and Jacob got up from the table and walked upstairs. "Jacob, what are we going to do with Kathleen and Stephanie? It's clear to see that Kat, just might be head over heels with this guy" Ellie said, sitting on the bed next to Jacob. "If Kat really like this guy named, Connor, then it's her choice, but I know that Kat is falling slowly. Maybe she sees someone she knows in Connor" Jacob said, sitting at the edge of the bed looking down at the floor. "I'm glad I have you to help me get through things"Ellie commented, resting her head on Jacob's shoulders.

"Come on babe, it's going to be fun!" Connor said, following Kathleen around the house. Her arms were crossed and she wasn't listening. Connor grabbed by her waist and she started to laugh, they fall on top each other on the bed. "Why do you want to go on a road trip so bad? I mean, you don't even know how to drive" Kathleen said, looking up into Connor's brown sincere eyes. "I won't be driving, it's one my friends. Besides, I think it's a good idea for both of us to get away from everyone, just for a while" Connor explained, he got off of her and was holding her hand. Kathleen began blushing, looking down at the floor. "Let's go on the great escape" She whispered, in Connor's ear.

The sound of horn blew in the background as Connor was about to lean in and kiss her. "We can probably finishing what were starting" Connor said, raising an eyebrow. Kathleen playfully punched him in the arm "Stop it". Connor left the house first, Kathleen was still looking down at the floor feeling unsure about the road trip from New York to Maryland, she took a deep breath and put on her coat. She just have to face it.

"Where are we?" Kathleen complained, looking out the window. Everything look as if it was melting before their very eyes, as the car drove by. It was quiet now than before, after the constant smacking of lips and humming in the backseat. The driver, Dueller, looked crossed and distance as he only looked ahead of him. If Kathleen asked a question, he'll never answer. If they were making noise, he'll never look back at them and tell them to shut up. His dirty blonde hair glowed in the sunset and his beard was stubby, you can hear the prickle of the beard as he scratched it. His frosty blue eyes were cold and mean, his ears stuck out making him a sore thumb in a crowd. His mouth were small curved from the top like a perfect, pointy triangle, it was cherry red.


His dirty plaid shirt fitted his broad shoulders perfectly, the blue jeans and mud stains after filling up the car with gas, and his brown loafers did the driving hitting the brakes when the red light reflected off the sliver hood. His hands stayed firm on the steering wheel, blonde hair crept over his hands stopping midway between the rest of his fingers. His nose had been bruised at the brim, but it seems as if it has been fading away, now.


Kathleen clicked her tongue like a witch and turned her head towards the foggy window. Connor was wrapped around a gray blanket looking like a soggy, moldy black bean burrito that suddenly had grown into at thirteen year old human being, sleeping in a musty car heading to a motel in Maryland. Dueller turned into a parking lot, looking for a parking space. Kathleen caught a glimpse of motel's sign, "Maryland Local Motel: The Disneyland of all motel's across Maryland".


Dueller finally found a parking space, he turned off the car. Then, he turned around he hit Connor on his head. Kathleen caught a glimpse of his eyes and his shorten smile, but he stared at Kathleen instead, he got out of the car and opened the trunk where it was loaded with candy and other necessities. Connor stretched out his arms, and looked around the car with confused look on his face and it seemed to be as if he wanted to say "Where are we?". Instead, he looked in the back and saw Kathleen helping Dueller unload the things from the trunk and into their motel room. It was pouring outside and people were scattering around hurrying into their rooms. Connor come out of the car squinting his eyes, "Dueller, your staying with us?".


Dueller looked up from the trunk and saw Connor standing in the rain, his black hair wet and sticking onto his face like glue. "The weather is pretty much bad and I'm not taking any chances on getting into a car accident" Dueller took out a pack of cigarettes from his back pocket, and stuck it into his mouth. Kathleen was sitting on the bed inside the room, "The signal is out. At least the telephone works, and we have some snacks" She said, her cardigan slipping off shoulders, showing her bra strap. "We don't need the television or anything else, besides the snacks, all we need is each other" Connor said, sitting beside.


He leaned in and kissed her, when Dueller came in with the rest of the stuff. Connor and Kathleen quickly parted away, as they saw him come by. "Sorry for the interruption and all, but I just went to the front desk and they said that all the rooms were out, so I guess I'll sleeping here with you guys" Dueller said. His voice wasn't rusty like Arnold or sounded like he had throat replacement, it was easy tell that Dueller was from England, and Kathleen was spellbound by his English accent already. Connor rolled his eyes and looked at Kathleen who seemed to be fine with everything.


E-Mail Conversation:
KittyKat: Ellie are you there?
EllieChic: Kat, where are you?(!) It's late, why aren't you home yet? I thought that Connor lived in New York.
KittyKat: He does Ellie. But we went on a road trip the three of us, Dueller, Connor and I. Where are in Maryland, in a motel. But Connor and I won't be getting any alone time since you know, Dueller is here and all . . . .
EllieChic: Oh, I see.
TheLondonDueller: Hello, Kathleen and friend
KittyKat: Dueller(!) What are you doing on here!
EllieChic: I'm Ellie, Kathleen's friend.
TheLondonDueller: That's my favorite girl name, Ellie. Are you single?
EllieChic: TAKEN!
CornyConnor: Kathleen, where are you? Dueller, where are you?
KittyKat: Room, and where are you?
TheLondonDueller: Bar/Computer Lounge, drinking a Shirley Temple.
CornyConnor: On the sun deck roof.
EllieChic: CornyConnor is really a corny user name.
DJJacob: Dueller, why don't you leave me girlfriend alone. She already got someone in her life.
Miss.StephanieCornell: Kathleen, I can't believe you went on a road trip all the way to Maryland without any notification.
KittyKat: Why should I give you any notification.
EllieChic: Things are about to get heated here. I'm logging off.
DJJacob: Agree
TheLondonDueller:Agree
CorneyConnor:Agree
[EllieChic logging off]
[TheLondonDueller logging off]
[CorneyConnor logging off]
[Miss.StephanieCornell logging off]
[KittyKat logging off]