Road Trip - New York to Seattle [MsBloom x Trazor]

[MsBloom]

It was just after 5 am Friday the 21st of August and far too early for Molly Bloom to even be awake. If one was to go by her usual schedule this was the time when she went to bed after having worked all night. This was no regular Friday morning though. This was the last morning anyone in New York would see her for quite some time, at least until she had made the money she needed to make. She had stored away her art in a U-Haul storage outside Princeton under a fake name and it would stay there until she returned.

She was wearing low cut skin tight black jeans, a long sleeved emerald green t-shirt with one of Frida Kahlo's more famous self portraits, with a long neck and surrounded by monkeys. On top of that she wore a short black leather jacket and to cover her face she wore large black metal-framed sunglasses. On her feet she wore ankle high Doc Martens boots. She had just had her driver's licence registered at the car delivery agency and been given the keys to the dark red Lincoln Aviator GT parked outside.
”Now you've got the address on your phone and the coordinates are already programmed into the GPS. It's a bout a fortytwo hours drive and the owner will be expecting you in fifty five hours. If you run into any kind of car trouble or you are delayed for whatever reason you contact me and the extra time will be deducted from your pay,” said the large, no fat, man behind the desk.
She nodded and without a word she turned and walked out. As she did she could feel his eyes on her ass but she didn't have time to bother about it, nor could she afford to lose the job.

It was by far the biggest car she had ever driven but it handled surprisingly well for such a large vehicle. She connected her phone to the bluetooth speaker in her overnight bag which also contained a change of underwear, a t-shirt, a small sketch pad, pencils and charcoal. That was all she felt she needed. She loaded the playlist she wanted and pressed play. Out of the speaker came the Van Baerle Trio's interpretation of Beethoven's playful Piano Trio in E Flat Major. She turned up the volume and headed for the George Washington Bridge and then began to make her way towards I 90 along route 46.

When she passed through the Roxbury Township she saw a hitchhiker walking along the side of the road with a thumb out and knowing it would be a long trip she decided to stop and at least talk to the person. A bit of company on a 42 hours drive wouldn't be the worst thing.

 

[Trazor]

Miles had another long week and was happy it was Friday. He didn’t have class today and was excited for the weekend and took the early bus home. He was on break from school and had a few weeks before Miles would need to return. Upon arriving at his house he noticed a vehicle he hasn’t seen before. Must be some new tramp his dad is bringing around. It felt like every couple weeks there was a new woman in their house. Miles did his best to just ignore them but it wasn’t easy.

Using the key to open the front door he put his book bag down and made his way to his room. Upon going up the stairs he heard a yell. “Miles.... is that you.” His sister yelled from the living room. Stepping down the stairs and leaning into the living room. “Hey Jesse yeah i’m done class for the weekend, came home to upload my new song.” Miles had a nice music production Pc for his band. He’s done vocals the last 10 years of his life. “You better go upstairs then before dad comes and sees you... you know how he gets when you wear skinny jeans.”Miles rolling his eyes “yeah you’re right, I’ll be in my room if you need me.” Going up quietly he didn’t wanna disturb his date and the new broad.

A few hours passed as Miles was getting hungry he decided to go down to the kitchen and get some food. Miles was wearing a black tank top with Finn and Jake from adventure time with upside down crosses on their eyes, he wore a studded belt with black skinny jeans and was barefoot. As he went into the kitchen he noticed his dad and a girl similar to his own age sat at the table. He ignored them as he opened the fridge his dad spoke out. “Are you even going to introduce yourself.... or you just going to have Chelsea think I have two daughters.” Unable to ignore this comment he turns “Hey I’m Miles, the child he doesn’t talk about unless it’s in insults.” The girl chuckles and demeaning laugh that she agrees with his dad about men being manly.

Miles just ignored them and grabs a tupper ware of pasta salad and heads back to his room. As he goes up the stairs he hears laughter from the kitchen along with a remark “your daughters seem well behaved.” As they both laugh Miles pounds the side of the wall with the back of his fist going up the stairs.

Miles slams his bedroom door as he begins packing his bag he wasn’t going to stay here all weekend. Jessica goes upstairs knocking on the door opening it slightly, there were no locks in Miles household. “Hey Miles... you ok?” No response was heard as she knocks again. “Miles can I come in.” All Jessica heard was a sniffle. “I’m coming in Miles.” As she walks in Miles was over his pack sobbing and crying. “Hey why’re you so upset, not from those two ignorant people is it.”

Wiping his swollen eyes “I know it shouldn’t bother me... I don’t even understand how liking girly things they assume I want to be a girl... I like being a dude, girls just have better style.” Jessica looks around noticing the packs. “Hey don’t think you’re leaving your lil sis.” Touching her shoulder “I just can’t be here this weekend I’ll be back. I just can’t stand to be around dad and plus this woman is a bitch.” They both laugh as Miles puts his backpack on. “You take care sis, I’ll be back.”

Miles snuck downstairs and put on his converse as he left the house and began walking down the road. He’s never hitchhiked but saw in movies people would often hold up a thumb. It felt like hours walking down the road and no cars stopped. Just like at home no one cared about Miles, a dark moment crossed his mind when he thought about jumping off a bridge just as Miles saw a dark red Lincoln Aviator GT slow down and stop. Approaching the passenger in side window he noticed a girl with dark hair sitting in the drivers seat. Leaning down he taps on her window.

 

[MsBloom]

By the time Molly pulled over and lowered the volume of the music The Van Baerle Trio was just concluding the finale of the Trio in C minor with its decelerating chase of the instruments as they subtly came together quietly. She pressed the button to roll down the window on the passenger side almost before the hitchhiker had had time to knock. It wasn't until then she saw that it was a rather feminine looking man leaning in and the smile that spread across her face was probably less a greeting than it was the realisation that while perhaps her breasts, made a lot more obvious due to the seat belt separating them and pressing them tighter against the fabric of her t-shirt, gave away that she was at least by birth a woman, she might just as easily have been mistaken for a man had it been her walking along the road. It wouldn't be the first time and a lot of the time she consciously dressed to look like a man, just as it seemed this young man consciously dressed to look more feminine. The smile might also have had something to do with the fact that she found him to be kinda cute in the way most femboys she knew usually were.
"Hi, " she said and this time the smile on her face was aimed at the hitchhiker as a greeting.
"I'm Molly, the driver."
Her smiled turned into a playful smirk and she winked at the hitchhiker as if that would explain what she meant.
"I'm heading for the I 90 and then to Seattle to deliver this monstrosity of a car to its owner in ..."
She checked the time on the dashboard, tilted her head to the side and did the math.
"... in ummm ... about two days and six hours. So if you're headed that way I wouldn't mind the company."
She reached across the passenger seat and opened the door for him.

 

[Trazor]

As Miles went to knock the window rolled down and was met by a very warm smile. He’s never had a stranger smile at him like this before. Was an unfamiliar feeling but somehow he knew it’d be alright even being scared getting into a strangers car. He couldn’t believe such a beautiful young girl stopped to talk and possibly offer him a ride. He couldn’t blow this chance as Miles tapped his converse on the ground.

Miles let out a small chuckle as woman introduced her as Molly, the driver followed by a wink. Was that her way of saying she’d be willing to give me a ride. “Hi Molly the driver, I’m Miles the undergrad who just ran away from home. Seattle sounds great, I just need to get away for a few days. Giving you some company sounds like a highlight to my weekend” flirting with the girl he couldn’t help his eyes wander down to her perfect shaped breast asthe seatbelt pressed on them the door opens and Miles focuses getting inside.

Closing the door putting his back pack on his lap. “Thanks so much, it has felt like forever that I’ve been trying to get a ride.” Miles rests his head on the seat closing his eyes for a moment taking a breath as he felt safe. If you’re delivering this car, how do you plan on getting back?”

 

[MsBloom]

Molly pointed at the seat belt and nodded at Miles waiting for him to put his one before she pulled onto the road again.
"You don't mind a bit of music do you," she said and without really waiting for a response turned up the volume to a reasonable level where they could still carry a conversation.
She half-ignored his rather obvious attempt at flirting with her, passed a car and turned on the air conditioning as it was starting to get warm outside.
"After Seattle," she said and glanced at her passenger.
"I dunno. I suppose I'll deliver another car to somewhere else, anywhere else but New York, and I'm sure your company will be the highlight of this trip," she said with a playful smile.
Miles did seem a bit old to have been running away from home, that was what teenagers did, not undergrads. Then again a lot of students did live at home for financial reasons and she wasn't one to judge them for that. Not everyone had made their way through college on a full scholarship and had a rich aunt to pay for off campus accommodations.
"So you're on the run too then," Molly asked and bit her lip as she had admitted to this stranger that she was on the run.
Then again she had already suggested as much when she said that she'd deliver another car, anywhere but back to New York.

 

[Trazor]

Miles moved his backpack forward onto his knees as he reached around for the seat belt and buckled up. “Seat belts are number one on road trips.... well that and weed.” Laughing a little curious what kind of road trip this might become. “Would love some music, what type of music do you like? I’m a lyricist myself.”

“I did run away... but I wouldn’t say I’m a run away, I’m twenty four years old. I could of moved out but being in school it’s a little easier to manage financially.” Unsure if Miles wants to open up about his abusive father just yet. Really he still lived at home to check up on his younger sister with their dad being a drunk. Miles planned to get his own place once his younger sister had her own place. He and his father haven’t gotten along since he was a child. Then again it’s hard for Miles to remember a time when he wasn’t an abusive drunk.

Miles eye brow raised when she implied she’s on the run and he might be getting more than he bargained for hitchhiking with this woman. “So tell me Molly... what’re you running from?”

 

[MsBloom]

"Weed I have plenty of. I just thought I'd get out of densely populated areas first," Molly said and having turned up the volume on the playlist containing Beethoven's complete Piano Trios by The Van Baerle Trio simply pointed to her phone in response to what music she liked but then she looked at Miles and smiled.
"I do have other more, hmm ... modern playlists as well," she added and nodded at Miles explanation for having run away.
To avoid elaborating on being on the run herself she started to list some of her favourite bands and artists. Sleepy Sun, Dead Meadow, Boris, Sunn 0))).
"Well basically anything touched by Stephen O'Malley more or less," she elaborated and mentioned a few more bands.
Psychic Ills, Queen Elephantine, The Black Angels. She was unsure of whether Miles had heard of any of those bands but Molly had never been much for mainstream music.
"Or maybe you could pick something," she then added as politely as she could.
"As long as it isn't too commercial," she elaborated and sarcastically rolled her eyes at how snobbishly arrogant she sounded saying it.

 

[Trazor]

Miles smiling and nodding at the intelligent young woman. “When you feel it’s a good spot to light up in that case.” Miles couldn’t stop smiling as he enjoys the calming sound of Beethoven his eyes close for a moment as his finger began to tap to the beat. At times his fingers moved in a piano beat fashion. Smiling at Molly Miles shakes his head nervously.

“Oh no, you don’t want me taking control, especially if you enjoy classical music like this. I actually learned a lot of Beethoven when I was younger. Moonlight sonata was one of the first songs I learned.” Continues listening the classic music and Molly talk about her favorite bands. “I’m not familiar with most of those, would you mind playing me a few of their songs? We have enough time for you to show me all your favorite artists and composers. I like a variety of music.”

Pausing a little after telling her he likes a variety looking into her eyes for a brief moment of seriousness. “Just avoid the country if you don’t mind.” Almost wanting time boop her in her cute nose Miles just giggles as she rolls her eyes, that’s something his sister would do as she gives him control over music or television. His tapping continued on his thighs as his toes begin to tap as well.

 

[MsBloom]

Molly nodded and as they came up to a self-service gas station with a unisex bathroom she pulled over and and into a parking lot where truck drivers could rest for the night explaining that she needed to use the rest room anyway. She took the car key and her phone and disappeared off to the bathroom. When she came back a few minutes later she opened the door to the left side back seat and dug around in her bag for a while before finding what she was looking for, a small leather cigarette case which she took out a joint from and then joined Miles in the front seat.
"So this is Psychic Ills," she said and pressed play.
She then, rolled down both windows, put the joint between her lips and lit it.
"Now you add a song to the playlist titled M&M Roatrip. Then I'll add one and then you, and so on," she explained and handed him the phone, took a deep drag on the joint and exhaled slowly with her eyes closed.

 

[Trazor]

Miles watched as the cute girl stepped outside her car as she walked to the bathroom he couldn’t help but observe her round perky bottom. He was so great ful to this girl for giving him a lift and more so than that some much needed company.

When Molly returned Miles turned around and watched her trifle through her belongings. Then he spots the cigarette case and he smiled knowing what this meant. As she joined Miles in the front Miles couldn’t help but glance at her breasts bounce and it only became worse.

As she buckled her breasts her pushed together it was hard not to look as she lit the joint Miles looked at the phone and started scrolling through the music. “Most music I like, normal people don’t really enjoy... so I’ll add this.” Adding to the playlistWho I am : Memphis May Fire. Then jumping off his seat and excitement for the joint Miles feels finally relaxed as he takes a puff of the joint. Passing back the joint he adds. “Hey after we’re done smoking if you see some place you want to eat I’ll buy us dinner. Is there anyway you have a extra drink? I didn’t bring one and I’m really thirsty from the smoke.”

 

[MsBloom]

Molly added another song to the playlist and they passed the phone and the joint back and forth between them until they had close to four hours of music and the joint was too small to hold anymore. Molly then pressed play and pulled away onto the road again and now delightfully high the road felt even more like freedom than it had before and soon they made it onto the I 90.
"So what are you on the run from then? Girl trouble? Got someone pregnant you didn't expect to get pregnant?"
There was a jocular tone to Molly's voice and quite possibly she didn't fully realise that by asking the question he would perhaps ask the same one back at her.

 

[Trazor]

Miles couldn’t stop tapping his feet like he was playing drums the whole time they pass the joint back and forth. Finally relaxed Miles felt the euphoria seep into the cracks of his brain. He couldn’t help but stare into the most beautiful eyes being dragged into her haze. A deep seduction took over as his heart beat as if you could dance to the beat of a hallow shell.

Just as he began to relax and enjoy himself Molly started to ask all these personal questions. Still a bit hesitant but Miles doesn’t want to be rude and being under the influence is pushing him to open up to the sweet girl. Listening to her go through the options has Miles in a giggling laughter. His right hand pushing his bangs up and to the side as they drop down again.

“is it running away if you plan to go back? I just needed to get away and get some space from my dad and his whore girlfriend.” Pausing wondering if he should tell her but doesn’t see any harm in doing so. “And there is certainly no girl trouble, can’t get a girl pregnant if you’ve never had sex with one.” Blushing a little bit, he’s never told anyone and most people would get the vibe he’s not a prude. Miles just never found the right girl to open up with. “And hey when did we decide this road trip was going to turn into twenty questions? What’re you running away from?” His tone changes to a slightly more sarcastic tone to tease the girl. “And don’t tell me you got you pregnant, no wait your boss got your pregnant?”

Laughing a bit more Miles felt happy for once, his left elbow on the glove box brushed against her arm contacting hers just briefly. Just for a moment Miles mind delved into the thought of her skin, unable to prevent his mind from wondering how soft she might of been. What little arm hair Miles had stood on edge as he bite his lower lip .

“If you get hungry don’t forget I’m buying dinner tonight.” Then thinking about that night and where they might sleep, his feet nervously tapped again wondering about the sleeping situation. He’s never been near a woman when she slept, maybe he’d just stay in the car. The smoking helped his previous issues but is now causing slight anxiety as his mind races his fingers tap the end of the glove box.

 

[MsBloom]

"Boy trouble then," Molly began without hesitation when Miles announced that it was impossible to get a girl pregnant when you had never had sex with one.
Her mind leaping to the conclusion that this meant he was gay since she found it hard to believe that someone his age could actually be a virgin. She then shrugged when he asked who had decided to turn the road trip into twenty questions and when he asked the question she wanted to avoid she first reached to turn up the volume on her phone as if to signal that she didn't want to talk about it, but then a few moments later, realising that it would not only be rude but also not fair for her to not at least give him some kind of reply, she turned it back down.

She swallowed hard and glanced at her companion as his arm briefly brushed against hers but ignored the slight spark that occurred between them.
"That is a really good question really, whether or not it is running away if you intend to go back. I suppose whatever your intentions, you are still running from something right. In your case your dad and his whore girlfriend, and I think that's only part of the reason you decided to get away for a while. However your guess sadly isn't far off."
She kept her eyes on the road and passed a large U-Haul truck that was slowing them down.
"To make a long story short. I owe money to someone and it was actually suggested I could pay the debt in instalments of the sort that might result in him getting me pregnant. It was even hinted that he would write off the entire debt should that happen and I carried it to full term."

She sighed and made a face before turning the volume back up to avoid further conversation on the subject and when he suggested that he would be paying for dinner she simply nodded to confirm the information.