Every rose has its thorn

Questions and Answers

Vanessa's p.o.v

My God, it's only been about a hour and no one's said a word. It couldn't get anymore awkward if we tried. Bloody hell I'm going to have too start a conversation, shit, well here goes nothing.
"So what exactly are we going to be doing?" I couldn't help it I started biting my lip, my nervous habit, I can't help it.
Cough
"well I didn't really have a plan, seeing as I only knew about you two days ago." Ok fair enough, no need to be so sassy about it, Jesus Christ.
"I have a question." John stated, I simply hummed in response.
"What's your favourite colour?"
That was it? That was his question, really?
"Seriously?" Was there really a need to know my favourite colour, of all things he could have asked, he asked that?
"Of course, it's a very important question. " I couldn't help but laugh at that, "dark green, I think, I don't really know to be honest, what's yours?"
"Mhh, it's gotta be blue." To be fair he seems like the type of person to like blue.
"What about you? Arthur, Thomas?"
Well, it wasn't the type of conversation I was thinking to have but it was something,
"I like red," Arthur replied, huh, I kinda expected that.
Silence.
"Thomas?" Is he deaf? I mean like Seriously, I asked him a question it could've been a one word answer, but nope of course not, I mean why would he, he can't seem to get of his high horse and answer.
Silence.
Great just great, thanks for making it awkward Thomas, really appreciate it.
"Alright then, what's your guys favourite animal?"  I questioned.
"I think, mhh, it would hav' to be a bull, yeah a bull."
I can't help but laugh at that.
"Seriously, Arthur, I mean Seriously why the fuck would you like a bull?"
I was met with a blank look, "well, their big and well yeah, their big."
Bloody hell it's like I'm talking too a toddler.

This went on for hours, however not once did Thomas answer.
By the time the questions were finished it was turning dark, I could slowly feel exhaustion creep up on me thanks to the late night vist to Rhy's home.
I was so tired I didn't even realise I had laided my head against Johns shoulder.
At some point I must have fell asleep because by the time I opened my eyes it was light out, I could feel an odd pressure against my head.
"It's John, he's still asleep, I wouldn't wake him if I were you the last time I tried to he pulled a gun on me." Well shit, so he can talk interesting.
"Are we nearly there?" I couldn't help but ask, my arse is so numb I can't even feel it.
"Two or three more hours." He replied.
Fan-fucking-tastic.
With nothing else to do and no one to talk I decided to just stare of into the distance, not really looking at anything to be specific.

I could only hope that we arrived soon.

Author's note.
HOLY SHIT nearly 900 reads, that's insane, like seriously every time I looked it went up. I am beyond grateful to everyone who's read, voted or commented on my story.
I just want to say a special thank you to 1sunflower1_rosebud_ and amoreton2005 who voted on nearly every chapter.
Just want to remind you that Vanessa's face claim has changed, however you could imagine her however you want.

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