The Road Within Page #5

Vincent's mother.

It serves you right... freak f***.

You don't touch other people's stuff.

Funny, that's how

this whole escapade started.

F***.

I didn't steal this food.

Or the gas. I paid for it.

With what money?

Where did you get all that?

It's mine.

- From my disability allowance.

- Wait a minute,

you've had that with you

the whole f***ing time?

You think I'd leave

my money lying around?

- Why didn't you say something?

- Yeah, we could have used it.

I may have issues, but I wasn't

about to fund my own kidnapping.

Yeah, but... at the last gas station...

Now, wait a minute,

the attendant chased you.

I paid him to do that. I paid him!

Why?

Because I wanted you to think

I was cool.

You don't know what it's like.

I think I have a lot to offer, but these

stupid rituals just take over everything.

This thing has...

made my world smaller and smaller.

I'm stuck in a f***ing clinic.

I'd give anything to be free from this,

but it doesn't stop, and it's not my fault.

It was pretty cool

the way you ran out of there.

Yeah, you did look pretty bad ass.

I love you.

Hey.

Hey.

We should...

We should probably go.

Alex is waiting.

Yeah.

Let's go.

F***.

- Marie?

- I'm coming.

Alex is gone.

- What?

- Alex is gone. The car is gone.

F***!

- I got his account turned back on.

- Thank you.

Okay, so what do you want me

to tell Dan about tonight?

- I don't know.

- But, Robert, I just picked up my dress!

He's my son, Monica.

- I'm going to go take a piss.

- All right.

Where are you?

Marie?

F***.

What, you get eaten by a bear

or something?

We should probably keep going.

Vincent?

Car c*nt.

- F***.

- Where the f*** is he?

C*nt licker. F***.

What are you staring at?

- What are you staring at? F***.

- Vincent, come on.

- Anything?

- Nope.

Sh*t.

This is stupid. We should just camp out

by the car until he comes back.

Wait a minute.

- Do you hear that?

- What?

Bach.

Alex?

I didn't say you could come in.

Are you out of your mind? Crazy c*nt.

We've been searching everywhere for you.

- I didn't ask you to.

- Well, you took the car, a**hole.

What was I supposed to do?

Sit there and wait while you two

screwed yourselves silly?

Please. Come on, Vincent. Let's go.

He's not worth it. Come on, let's go.

That's right, go on. Follow

the skinny b*tch own the rabbit hole.

Shut up, Alex!

She's just using you.

You could be anyone. Anyone!

Do you really think she came

with you because she thinks

you're just the most amazing

guy she ever met?

Shut up. Shut your f***ing face.

Because when she sees you twitch,

she just can't help herself?

She just wants an audience when she

finally starves herself to death.

Come on, Vincent. Come on!

But she needs someone to clean up

the mess after it's over,

- and you're the perfect guy for the job.

- Stop it, Alex. Just stop!

Running away from daddy to fulfill

mommy's dying wish. What a f***ing hero.

Though she probably imagined

her last trip to the coast

in something other

than a ten-cent can of tin...

Vincent!

Vincent! Stop it!

- You think you're better than us?

- Vincent, get off of him.

You're nothing!

Get off him, Vincent!

Vincent, stop!

I'll go get a towel. Alex, it's okay.

I'm going to get a towel.

Just...

Just calm down. It's just blood.

It's your blood.

It's going to be okay.

Just leave me alone.

You got the car, so just go.

- Calm down.

- Just go.

We're not going anywhere without you.

You terrorist a**hole.

Holy f***.

- Oh, come on.

- What?

You got a spare?

God damn f***ing piece of sh*t!

The apple really didn't fall

far from the tree.

Maybe you're right.

You know, I was...

I was the first one of my friends

to become a father.

And Vincent was amazing.

He was a little devil,

but he was amazing.

- When did he start to show signs?

- In second or third grade.

His teacher came to us and...

said that he was...

extremely outspoken.

- Bet you liked that.

- Of course.

And we just thought it was a phase

and that he'd grow out of it.

But it just got worse?

No, something died inside...

of me when we got the diagnosis.

All my hopes and dreams

for him just disappeared.

And every time

I looked at him and he was...

twitching and...

cursing and what not...

It felt like I was looking

at someone else's kid.

Someone else's problem.

And I felt awful, not only for him,

but for his parents.

And then...

he called me dad. Dad!

F***, dad!

It's awful to say, but...

I was embarrassed by him.

And the pitiful looks

we'd get from people.

Have to leave restaurants and movies.

We got kicked off a plane once.

And I just wanted...

a different boy...

and he knew it.

He could see it on my face.

I don't think he'll ever be able

to forgive me for that.

Seems like he's capable

of a whole lot more than you think.

Anything?

No.

Nothing at the clinic either.

You know, he's right.

- I don't know anything about him.

- Why'd you think he'd come here?

He took this right over there.

It's a beautiful photo of her.

See how happy she was?

I think you can see something else.

What?

Just how happy the photographer was too.

Alex... Alex, relax.

It's just a pothole, please. No, please.

Race you to the water?

Hey, wait.

Vincent...

Come on! Marie?

Marie?

Marie!

Oh, my God.

Marie! Marie?

Ge... Get... Get help! Get an ambulance!

Marie?

Quick!

Marie?

Can you hear me?

Marie, can you hear my voice?

Marie?

Marie. Marie, I'm here.

- Marie...

- Back.

Look, we're taking her to Santa Cruz

Hospital. You can meet us there.

Take care of her.

Hi.

Hey.

How are you?

Marie... Marie, it's okay. Just relax.

Listen... Listen, just... just relax.

- Just relax. Please?

- Take it out. Take it out, please.

- I can't.

- Please!

You know, your parents are coming.

No.

Get me out of here.

Get you out of here?

Marie, you were dead.

They brought you back.

Please, just undo the straps, okay?

Just undo the straps for me!

Marie, please, just listen to me

for a second. Just listen to me.

- Listen to me.

- We can keep on going.

Without Alex. Just me and you.

We can keep on going.

- Anywhere you wanna go.

- I... I can't take care of you.

- I'm okay. I'm okay.

- I can't...

I can't make you better. I'm sorry.

Vincent...

Vincent...

Just find me. Find me, okay?

Where are you going?

I'll be waiting.

Where are you going?

Please... Please come back.

Vincent, you love me!

Please! Please!

Vincent, come back!

You all right?

- What do you care?

- Vincent, stop.

- Vincent. Vincent!

- What do you want?

What the f*** do you want from me?

- Nothing. Can we please just...

- Good! Good!

'Cause I don't want anything

from you either!

Vincent, stop.

I'm trying to have a conversation with you,

but you're making it impossible.

I'm making a conversation impossible?

Maybe it's because I have

f***ing Tourette's.

Vincent, don't.

Vincent, stop! Don't be this person.

Oh, what... what...

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