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Allie

Kevin Victor

    Allie patiently waited for the right moment where she’d seize the opportunity to finally get away from the abusive environment she grew up in. Mainly due to Richard, her biological father. She referred to him as “Dick the Dictator!”, as she often softly spoke under her breath. It was almost immediately after graduating Belmont High that Allie musterrd up enough courage to sneak out her room in the early hours after Dick passed out drunk on the sofa near the front door of their one-story home. Located miles away from the nearest bus station, she jumps on her teenage neighbor’s raggedy, rusted up bmx bike and peddled like hell to that station. She didn’t bother looking back for she feared that the Dictator would awake from his drunken stooper and find that she isn’t home.
    Venting to herself while trying to catch the next bus out of Port Townsend she reminisces. The bond that she shared with her mother. The tears caused by the terror of her father wiped off of her cheeks while being held. Longing for the warmth that only a mother could give her young. Determined to find her mother, she just made it to the station as the carrier sets for its departure.
    “LAST CALL!”, yelled the driver.
    As she finally takes her seat letting out a huge sigh, Allie then takes a final look back at what used to be called her home.
    As the driver closes the door and drives towards the highway, the family members of the other passengers on board wave as the vehicle slowly accelerates. “Next stop, Helena, Montana.”
     After a day and a half bus ride, Allie found herself walking southbound just outside the city limits Helena, Montana. In the early morning smog, stressed over running through her savings that had started since freshman year, continues on her journey in search of something that she has felt void in her life since childhood. Hours pass as the day grows from morning into midday. Temperature is rising to the upper 80s, heatwaves dancing in the distance of the four-lane open road. Allie, a tall longhaired, young woman with an athletic &qmp; slender physique finds herself reflecting on life.
“Where the hell am I even going?”, as she exhales. “I’m all alone. Little to no money. I’m an adult now I guess. I’m 18 years old, and I’m homeless. AND IT’S HOT AS HELL!!!”, as she shouted while carrying a backpack that weighed her down an extra 25 lbs.
    Every so often a truck or car would drive by hitting the accelerator as she sticks her thumb out in hopes of getting some rest from walking. Wearing cutoff jeans, a worn crew neck t-shirt and a dusty snapback hat with a faded Nike logo covered in dirt. “This isn’t a surprise at all. At least I get a decent breeze.”
    As dawn approached, the temperature slowly decreases as the sun starts to set. Overhearing a pickup truck in the distance, her left thumb goes up, and to her surprise, the vehicle slows down eventually coming to complete halt. The driver asks, “Hey, need a ride?”
    The vaguely familiar voice reaches Allie’s ear. Coming to a complete stop while holding her breath. That voice! How do I know that voice! Can it be?
    The female driver asks again, “Hellloo. You okay sweetie?” Suddenly, the truck driver gasped. “Allie?”, she asked.
    Huh? Yeah, I’m okay. Must be the heat you know? But -wait. How do you...MOM!?”
    In great disbelief, Samantha jumps out of her vehicle rushing over to Allie who’s frozen in shock. Openly sobbing, both mother and daughter embrace each other!
    Soon after entering the truck, Allie is greeted by a familiar face that she had been longing for. “Mom.”, speaking with a quivering voice.
    “Hey baby.”, her mother replied wiping each tear off of Allie’s cheeks just as she’d remembered from her childhood. “It’s been too damn long since I’ve seen that beautiful face of yours baby! My daughter.”
    Allie sheds tears as her mother embraces her as she continues to sob. “Every day I wished you’d come back for me! Dick told me it was a waste of time! Each and every day I’d wait up for you. I didn’t want to be there anymore, so I left after I graduated.”
    Caught up in her emotions, Samantha gazes upon the pain and sorry in Allie’s eyes. “I am so so sorry that you went through that Al.”
    “So, after all that time, I decided to leave when the time was right. I was going to get out of that hell hole. And this whole time I felt a void. In my heart you know. The best thing I thought that I needed to do was to leave that devil!”
    “Devil!?!”, she exclaimed.
    “Yeah. I call him Dick the Dictator!”, she said with a smirk.
    That’s actually cleverer than the usual name I gave him.”
    “And what was that?”
    “Asshole!”, she chuckled. “Great minds think a like huh?”
    “You know it!”, Allie replied. After a short silence, she spoke up. “That void in heart. Was you mom. I was looking for you mom!”
    “I know that you must have had it bad honey. Your father and I lost touch after that huge argument. Well, fight.”
    “Yeah -I heard. I heard everything. I ran off and didn’t want to come back. And when I did. You were gone!”
    “Honey, I wanted you to be with me, but your father wouldn’t let me get near you! I just had to leave that situation. I grew weak over the years of...”, she paused.
    As Allie looked upon her mother’s face displayed with the anguish colored with grief, she reaches for her mother’s hand and says, “Abuse. Well now we’re together!”
    “Yes we are.”
    “I love you mama!”
    “I love you more Allie!”
    They drove off into the sunset. Leaving behind their abusive pasts, they embark on an all new adventure -together. Allie’s and Samantha’s voids had been fulfilled.

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