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Take Me Away

Kennisha Wright

    Amelia didn’t know where she was going, but she knew she wasn’t staying in that dreadful house for another night. She packed all the clothes she could fit in her green suede backpack, grabbed all the cash she had saved from under her queen mattress and left. She headed towards the town’s edge through the woods. She didn’t want to get caught by the cops; they would’ve dropped her in front of her foster parent’s door. At midnight, every light in the town shuts off. Only two minutes, she thought. She sat in the woods, right next to the beginning of the highway. Looking down the street, there were no cars in sight, no one around. She checked her phone, and right on time, every single light turned off. As if it was magic, the moment Amelia stepped on the road, she heard a truck coming down the way. What else do I have to lose, she thought. She stretched out her hitchhiker’s thumb and prayed the unknown stranger would stop.
    A white lifted four-door truck came storming down the road, blaring loud music. Amelia listened in disbelief. “Am I dreaming?” she whispered to herself. Bryson Tiller was playing at what seemed like the maximum volume. First a truck at the exact time I need it, and it’s playing my favorite artist, Amelia thought. The truck slowed down; she was able to see the driver. He smiled at her awkward stance. He turned down the music. “Need a lift?” he asked.
    Amelia stood there frozen, glaring at this God sent angel.
    “Um, do you need me to grab your bag?” he asked.
     Amelia blinked and breathed in the cold air of January. “Hey, um,” she murmured. “Yea I’d love a ride, and no I got the bag!” she exclaimed.
    He jumped down from the truck and ran around to the passenger side to open her door. The jump was more of a step; he was at least six foot four. Amelia gazed at the guy’s frame as she walked to her side.
     “I can help you up, if you don’t mind,” he said with a smile.
    She gasped. “Uh yea. I don’t want to fall climbing your mountain.”
    They both blushed at her joke. He ran back to his side, hopped into the drivers seat, and they were off. ‘I’m Joe, and you are?” he questioned, his eyes never leaving the road.
    “Amy...Amelia,” she said laughing at herself trying to be mysterious to a gorgeous stranger.
     “What is someone like you doing walking the highway this late?” he asked.
    “Someone like me, you mean a girl? If you must know, I’m running away from home. Going where the world takes me. That place didn’t deserve me,” she exclaimed.
     “I meant someone so beautiful but I’m sorry to hear that,” he said softly. Joe turned the music back up a little.
     “I didn’t mean to offend you,” they both said in sync.
    They giggled.
     “You like Bryson? No one in my town appreciates him,” she said.
     “Only guy I listen to. But um, where are you headed, if you don’t mind me asking?” he asked.
    “Wherever you’re going, if you don’t mind,” she said blushing.
    Joe finally looked at Amelia and couldn’t help smiling at her smile.
    They talked about everything. Amelia explained her life story and Joe sat quietly while she poured out her feelings. She’d get to a part that brought her to tears, and he’d wipe them away. When she was done, he pulled over just to hug her. She breathed in his old spice and held him crying. He got back on the road and held her hand.
    “Do you believe in love at first sight?” he asked.
    Amelia looked at Joe in shock, tears flowing down her face. He smiled and once again wiped away her tears. “Amelia, if you can believe it, I didn’t plan on living to see the end of today. But when I saw you on the side of the road reaching out for help, I had a feeling that you needed me,” he said.
    “I did...I do need you. I’ve never felt this way for someone. I never thought someone could feel this way for me,” she whispered.
    “You said you wanted to go with me wherever I was going, right? Well, stay with me forever. I know this sounds crazy, but I don’t want this to end,” he said smiling.
    “I’ll ride with you into the sun!” Amelia exclaimed.

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