Free The Lost Trucker (The Trucker Saga) by Rose Dewallvin Page B

Layla has only been buying or bringing me clothes that are pink and black.
      “Girl, you may not believe this but I think you look hot in pink and black together. It compliments you.” She said the last time she was here giving me some clothes and food. She has really become a lifeline for me. I think I would have gone insane with my thoughts if it wasn’t for her and the diner.
    I walk over to the iPod docking station and turn on Seethers- Broken; this song really only seems fitting for right now. I have let myself go to someone that I don’t even know. It took me years to realize that I was in love with Beau, and here I am 4 weeks after meeting this man and I am giving myself to him.
    Cut yourself some slack, you didn’t sleep with him! But you're falling for him and you need to slow it down.
    I can’t stop feeling that we did something wrong, like we aren’t meant to do things like that. But all I can think about is how his lips felt on my body and how my body responded to him.
     
            : Can u and I talk soon?
            : Yeah, I think we need to talk soon. When do you wanna meet up?
             : I am getting ready to grab gears. Got a load goin’ to Arizona. I will be back when I can.
     
    Well, that was awkward but now I have to really wonder why he is all of a sudden leaving. Whatever, I am not going to let my feelings get all hurt because of my past. Ryder is a big boy, he can take care of himself but why am I so worried? I should have known from the beginning that it was never going to work with us.
     
           : Fine, whatever. I guess I will see you when I see you.
           : Oh come on babe, don’t get your pretty panties in a bunch. I will be back ASAP and we will talk.
     
    I push the skip button in the middle of Amy Lee singing her way through Broken and switch it to Sick Puppies- You’re Going Down. I set my cell phone down on the kitchen table and start to go about getting ready for work.

*****
     
     
      “What has crawled up your ass and died missy?” Layla says as she bumps her hip into my ass as she walks by. Clearly she can see my miserable looking face.
      “I am just starting to realize that I am probably better off alone. No matter what I do I am just not happy. Or if it seems like I am starting to be happy something happens that fucks it all up.” I say on the end of a sigh.
      “You better not have fucked Ryder! IF you have so help me god girl, I am going to skin him and then kick the shit out of you. FUCK! I knew this was going to happen. Damn it.” She says as she storms off out the back door and lights a smoke.
      I finish giving out the plates of food and look through the little window towards the kitchen. “Tony, can you keep an eye on up front? I need to go calm mother hen down before she blows a cork!”
      “Yeah, that’s fine Faith.” Tony is a short gray haired tattooed cook. He is nothing nice to look at but he is good people.
      I turn and charge outside. “ Layla, what the hell was that about? How could you talk like that in front of all the guys? You don’t think I catch enough shit here because of how young I am.”
      “Well, did you? Did you fuck up and sleep with Ryder?” She doesn’t seem to stop for a second as she spits this out.
      “Well, I don’t really think it is any of your business but no. We did not have sex, I have to tell you Layla, I don’t know what is so wrong with Ryder. He has been nothing but a sweetheart to me.” I shrug my shoulder and pull out a smoke.
       “He is going to break you. I know it sounds like I am being a bitch but I am just warning you so that you are aware of what is going to happen. He is just like our father was neither of them able to settle down in just one spot.” She shakes her head and lets out a sad, frustrated and defeated sigh. “But I am going to be here for you sweetie. I am not going anywhere and I am not going