We drove for hours on end. I was getting sick of the silence and taking naps to avoid the awkwardness of the road trip. His music taste was mediocre at best. We pulled off to this hotel just when I thought the road trip was finally about to end. The never-ending guilt for living and not knowing if everyone we left behind was okay was eating at me every second. I don't know how Uncle Harold can do it. "I need to get some sleep, you can watch tv or figure out something to do but don't go off alone too far." He said as we headed for the front desk so he could get a room. He managed to get one with two twin beds in the room. I entered the room with him and he immediately went for the bed. "Don't do anything stupid Lupus." That was the last thing he said to me before he completely blacked out. I tried my best to entertain myself. Nothing on the TV was keeping my attention. All I could think about was my father and my mother. I lost them once would I really just let them go again so easily possibly for real this time? I left the room and walked around outside for a bit considering the options I had. When I finally made up my mind I headed for the desk and asked to borrow a piece of paper and pen. I slid the note under the door and took off at vampire speed the second I was out of sight of people. I needed to save them no matter what the cost. I had too much pain in my life already. I wouldn't sit around and lose them again. It wouldn't end like this. I had to make the hard choice as one always does.