Over yet? •Dallas Winston•

She was alone. He wouldn't tell her where they were or where they were going. Moved. So many times they moved, they had never stayed in one place for more than a month or two, maybe three if he was feeling lazy, but he was paranoid most of the time.

Maybe it was a blessing in disguise, the hell he put her through. Maybe they could help. It was strange, Cali felt it when they sped by the sign welcoming them to there stop in Tulsa. It hit her even stronger when they stopped into that random DX. She felt it as she walked past that lot. She felt it when she walked into that bar lookin for a job. She felt it when she was welcomed into that home with open arms. Maybe it was hope. Comfort.Maybe it was just delusion. Maybe they could help her. Maybe she could even help them. Or it would all turn to shit. It always did, Cali always ended up hurt and in regret.