I'm not a runaway, I'm a survivor

Pit-stop

A/n sorry for not updating I've been really busy with shit and stuff. I'm trying to make time but it's a lot of work. Ok on to the story!
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Elsa's pov
It's 8:36 in the morning I get up and put some clothes on. A blue sweater and black ripped pants with chains on the pockets with my favourite pair of combat boots. I walk over to the mini kitchen in the hotel and make some eggs and bacon. "Yo jack!" I yell. "Huh? Ya?!" He yells back. "Do you want any breakfast or not?" I yell."uh sure." He says. I set the food down and we eat. "Where to today." I ask. "I was thinking we can try to get to New York so maybe we can go south And then try our best to get to Florida." He says. I nod. "Why are you running away anyways?" He asks. "I'm not running away... I'm trying to survive." I say. "Who are you trying to get away from." "My husband, Hans. I was forced into marriage with him but all he does is uh." I pause. "Oh I'm sorry." Jacks says. "It's fine." I say. We clean the dishes and I put my beanie on. He's dressed in a black jacket and black jeans with black shoes. He puts his black beanie on and heads out the door with me behind. We check out of the hotel and get in the truck. "Florida?" I say. "Florida" He says now smirking at me. He starts the car and starts driving.
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Jacks pov
"Elsa." I whisper. She groans and wakes up from her nap. "We're here." I say. "Okay." She says and sits up. We get out of the car. "Jack this isn't Florida." "I know uh we had to stop here cause I went north on accident." I say. She groans. "Where are we?" She asks. "I think Washington, D.C." I replie. She nods. "We have to sleep in the truck cause I couldn't find a hotel." I say. "Alright." She says and lies back down. "Night." She says. "Night." I reply and it lie down and fall asleep.
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Sorry short chapter! I'll update later if I can and ease vote/comment and message if your confused or bored. Bye!!!