As I stood in the fridgid air and the dim lights with my thumb in the air, I felt the fingers of fear creep up my spine

As I stood in the frigid air and the dim lights with my thumb in the air, I felt the fingers of fear creep up my spine. I honestly felt like I was going nuts. And above all, HOW WAS I GOING TO EXPLAIN MYSELF NOW?! Sure, my parents are pretty outgoing, but I'm not sure how they would take the fact that I got drunk and passed out, and maybe soon kidnapped.

As I started planning my death sentence, a rusty blue Ford truck halted in front of me.

"Wanna ride?" To my surprise , a young woman was leaning over the passenger seat. "Y-y-yeah". I managed to say. As I opened the car door and hopped in, I felt a sinking feeling of regret in my stomach. With my face towards the window, and my mind on home, I mumbled"westpeir please." The woman's voice still calm and peaceful: "boy, that's at least an hour away, what in God's name are you doing all the way over here?"

"Don't ask, tonight has been a nightmare."

"Are you sureā€¦"

"Yes!" I cut in sharply.

With a jolt and a screech, we were off. I had already been through enough tonight, I just wanted to go home. Which was where I was suppose to be anyway. If I would have known that I would have been offered drugs, drinks, and whiteness a rape, I would have just stayed in bed. It had been a hell of a night. I was a nutcase and in no mood to chit-chat.

"My name is Tammy, Tammy Whatts." The young woman said with a slight smile. "I live in Westpeir, and work over here." My question had been answered as to why she was so calm about hauling me to Westpeir. "I'm 24 and single, have a lil' one; Johnny." She continued.

"I'm sorry." I mumbled as I turned slightly towards her. "I'm not having a good night and I just want to get home. My parents are probably worried sick."

"No problem, I was your age at one time." She side glanced at me. I peered at the clock-radio that read 11:15 and sighed.

Conversation was consistent for the whole next half and hour. I shared many thoughts, hopes, and dreams with that mysterious woman in the car that night. I expressed some feelings I didn't even know I had. Tammy was great, I almost wished the car ride was six hours instead of one.

We hauled to a stop at a Gas City. "Gotta fill up, I'll be back." I nodded slightly as I watched her close the driver door. Through the rear-view mirror, I saw her walk around the back. As I watched her around the car to the gas pump, I sighed and laid back in my seat. I thought about how lucky I am not to be dead right now. I could be stuffed in the back of a truck in a straight jacket and gagged. Instead, I am pleasantly getting to know a woman that just happens to be going the same place I need to go.

I shifted my weight slightly still in my solitude, I saw my new friend walk into the gas station to pay. My eyes wandered to the car next to us. A little girl lie wearily in the passenger seat gazing at the stars. I grabbed her attention as I gave her a soft smile. She stared at me with helpless blue eyes. The look in her eyes surprised me, as my look changed. I must have scared her because she looked away and turned herself away from the driver window. I gave out a sigh as I glanced back at the Gas Station. I gasped as tears welled up in my eyes, and my hands went over my mouth. I saw Tammy with her hands up in the air, and a tall, dark man with a gun to her head. The other man with him had Tammy's purse in his hands, tearing it up like a little puppy. Tears streamed down my face as I unbuckled my seat belt and pushed open the door.

Almost falling out of the car, I slammed the door behind me. With feat and rage printed on my face, I crept up to the big window. Poking my head up a little, I could see two young children crouched behind a magazine rack. There mother must have been the woman now being searched, because they were gazing at her with a look of respect and fear. I turned my head over to the cash register where it was wide open with only a few dollars in it. Tammy was no where to be found. Whipping my head back towards the car, I saw that she again, wasn't to be found. She must have been hiding somewhere in the Gas Station. My attention back on the window, my eyes searched what I could see of the inside. Not finding her still, I began to shake. "What do I do now?" I said in a shaking voice to myself.