It all began six months ago, when the three of us came together. Three perfect strangers. I still to this day think of it as a miracle. I'm the youngest of the three, being seventeen, and parker and Inigo in their late twenties.
It was April 7th, my uncle, and care taker, had another episode. I ran from the house when the abuse became too great. I could hear him stumbling after me, his slurred curse words just behind me as i ran into the darkness of the night. I ran into a nearby field and thorns tore into my bare legs and arms. Finally after what seemed like forever i arrived at a road. Rain began to come down then and the air around me instantly chilled as he called my name. i looked up and down the streets, looking for any signs of protection.
I still to this day think of this as a miracle. I was desperate and saw no signs of anyone on the long road. I was frustrated and scared as the sounds of my drunken uncle started closing in on me.
"You look like you could use a lift."
I gasped and looked up. There right before me was a man. His passenger door was open and he looked at me through it.
I didn't hesitate to think hey, maybe this guy is a murderer.
No, i ran like heck and jumped into that man's car. I closed the door and he was off, leaving behind my uncle who was just walking onto the street from the field.
"Do you have somewhere you'd like to go" he asked.
"Somewhere far away, please. As far away as you can take me."
"What about your parents?" he asked, "You don't look like you're old enough to travel the world just yet."
I turned and looked out the window, "My parents are dead, sir."
"Okay, sounds like you're a-ok for traveling the world then. I'm Parker." he reaches out his hand leaving his right hand on the wheel.
I take it, "Lillian."
"It's very nice to meet you, Lillian. I have one last question to ask you."
"What is that""You planning on traveling the world with your hello kitty pajamas on?"
Bringing myself back to reality i giggle at his question. He was being serious when he said we were going to travel the world. In the last couple of months i've seen more of the world than i have in all my life. We've traveled from europe to canada, from canada to Hawaii, from Hawaii to japan. We went everywhere. I never questioned why he saved me that day, for some odd reason the question never came to my mind. We never asked questions from each others past. we always lived for the future, only asking questions for what we were going to do next.
It was in Canada when we found Inigo.
it was the third week after i left with Parker and we were driving from the Niagara falls. There he was on the side of the road, in rags. He stumbled through the snow, no shoes where on his feet.
Before i knew what happened Parker stopped beside him and had the window rolled down.
"You look like you could use a lift."
It was the same words that saved me that night that seemed like forever ago. Those same words that seemed like a divine miracle sent from above.
Inigo looked at us for a long moment, his eyes weary. I reached into the back and pulled on the door handle, making the back door open for him. He didn't give it a second thought. He was in the car in seconds and with trembling fingers he pulled the door closed.
He was thin, like he hadn't eaten in a very very long time.
I pulled off my large warm jacket and handed it to him. He put it on instantly.
"I'm Lillian and this is Peter." i said with a smile.
"In-in-inigo" he stuttered through his clattering teeth, "Th-thank y-you."
"Want to go on an adventure, Inigo?" Peter said, excitement in his eyes.
"Wh-what do you mean?"
"What i mean is, you're never going to spend another night out there in that cold."
I watched as hope filled his eyes as did the tears.
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