Rob drove and drove. You felt the taste of vomit in your mouth. Rob looked at you. "You ok?" He asked. You nodded. "Here we are" he said as he pulled up in a driveway. It didn't really look like one. More like gravel and dust. You opened the car. You ran to a bush and threw up behind it. It looked like chicken nuggets and french fries washed down with lemons. You wiped away the bits that were around your chin. You went to the car. Your suitcase wasn't there. You went up to the house. The door was opened. Your suitcase was thrown carelessly on the stairs. You picked it up. You then heard a cough from the kitchen. You ran to the kitchen. It was Rob. "Where you been?" He asked as he got up out of his chair. You stepped forward. "Outside" you answered as he reached towards your hand. You stepped backwards. Then his phone rang. It was Cayleigh Elise. He answered it and you sped up the stairs and locked yourself in the bathroom. You sat on the toilet. Then the sound of footsteps approached outside the bathroom door. You jumped as a fist pounded on the door. You started biting your lip.