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We Can Explain…Chapter Twenty Five (NC-17)
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Lance spat
a curse and flung his arms over his head in frustration. “No fucking way…”
Remy stood
stock still. “C’est impossible…” The parking lot was empty, barren of any
sign of life and apparently so for a long time. Empty barrels of what was once fuel oil stood with drifts of
cigarette butts and crushed cans around their base, pumps rusting on their
islands. The truck stop was
abandoned.
“Dude, this
is fucking insane… I just fucking saw three fucking trucks here! And people!” Lance shouted the last, turning a full
circle, his arms out wide. “There were
fucking people here!”
“Je sais,
je sais,” Remy muttered. He did not
admit to being scared often and rarely, he knew, if ever felt that way in
actuality, but this was pushing his reserve to the limits. “How…how de hell dis happen?” He crushed his unlit cigarette under his
heel and squeezed his eyes shut as if willing the vision to change. “When we leave dat station,” he gestured
vaguely over his shoulder towards the busy bus terminal, “dis place had
customers…mais…”
“Hey!” Jubilee’s voice drifted above the traffic
noise. “What the Hell?” She was sweaty, harried and dirty from road
dust, panting from her jog across the multiple lanes of traffic. “Where the Hell are the truckers? The pay phone?”
Remy
narrowed his eyes and peered at the two girls intently. “Where you come from?” he demanded,
startling Jubilee.
She had
been expecting a sigh of relief or at least a smile, not accusing tones. “Where
the Hell ou tou think? The bus station
across the fucking highway!” She gestured behind her, one hand still covering
the spot on her neck. Next to her,
Amara swayed on her feet, pale and silent.
“Remy, what’s going on?”
“You weren’t
there a second ago,” he said slowly. “I
was jus’ lookin’ over dere an’…”
“Dude,
forget it. You were distracted,” Lance
huffed in a spate of logical thought. “What’re
we going to do now?” He finally saw
Amara, really saw her, and the color drained from his face. “Princess, what is
it? You feeling sick?”
“I…I do not
feel exactly right.” She inclined her head rds rds Jubilee. “I think she has something worse, though.” Amara felt woozy and watery. The almost
constant warm glow she had felt since before she left Nova Roma was gone,
replaced by a heavy solidity, a cold seeping in her veins that made her feel
stiff. “She has…a…a..thing…” Without further adieu, she sat heavily on
the pitted and broken concrete parking lot. “Ow…”
Jubilee
dropped to her knees beside the Nova Roman, Lance and Remy joining her on the
ground. “Hey, you going to be sick?”
she asked with false calm.
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