The rest stop was in the middle of nowhere. Nothing to be found for miles. The train station had a snack bar and a bathroom for each gender. But other than that it was void of anything exciting. I told Damon that I was going to go to the bathroom to freshen up. I was hoping that it would have a shower for long distance travelers, but I had run out of luck for the day. The only thing in the bathroom was three dirty stalls and two nasty sinks. I used the toilet, carefully hovering over the seat. I flushed the toilet with my foot and went to wash my hands, however, there was no soap in the soap dispensers. I sighed and walked back to Damon and sat on the bench next to him. "This rest stop sucks. They don't have any good snacks at the snack bar," Damon says, sounding a little pissed off.
I look at him in awe, "Is that all you care about? Food?"
He shrugs his shoulder, "A growing boy has got to eat. Why do you seem so mad?"
"The bathroom was disgusting. I feel disgusted. I want to be at home and for all of this to be over with," I say quietly.
"We'll be there soon. How many more days do we have to go again?" Damon asks, trying to be reassuring.
I shrugged my shoulders. I had lost time when I was with Lady Athena so I wasn't sure exactly how far we had traveled. All I knew was that soon it was time to get back on the train and continue our journey.
Damon and I were some of the last ones on the train. I'm sure he was just waiting on me, but I was in no hurry to get back on the train. It felt like a cursed train. Like something destined was bad to happen.
I don't think that I was the only one who felt it either. Damon seemed to be on edge as well. Although after the first part of the train ride and what happened before with my father.
"Stay close to me. Somethings going to happen," Damon whispers in my ear.
"Something good or something bad?" I ask, already knowing the answer to that question.
"Are you really going to ask me that question dumbass?" He looks at me skeptically.
I rolled my eyes, "Can't blame a woman for having a little hope. I was hoping something good could happen to us for once."
Damon didn't say anything. He didn't do anything at first and then he made the brave move of patting my shoulder. I know it was a sign of 'We got this. It's all gonna be okay.'. It didn't feel comforting though. It felt more like 'We can handle the fight that's coming.'. I didn't want to fight. I was tired of fighting. I was so tired of fighting that I was considering choosing the third fate and only the third fate. Or the second one and straight up just offing myself. That one didn't sound too bad at this point either. Especially if I have to try and sleep in these damn train seats again.
The more I think about the fate choices, the more I want to bring it up to Damon. I can't do that unless I reveal to him that I am who he thinks I am. The girl he's supposed to kill.
I knew that we were going to have to talk about it at some point, I just didn't know when or how to bring it up. What was I supposed to say? "Oh by the way I'm the one that you're fated against and we either have to kill each other or marry each other and I don't know which one we should do."
"Well that's one way of putting it, but care to explain further?" Damon speaks up.
I stop in my tracks and it's only then that I realize that I had not been speaking in my mind. I look at Damon with wide eyes. He's looking at me with a knowing look in his eyes and his hands folded together.