I sat in the passenger seat and glanced at Kristian as he rested his head on the door panel. We stopped at this truck stop after hours of driving; at this point, I wouldn't know where we were. I couldn't sleep when I'd force myself to try. I watched as the semis and cars drove past on the highway most of the night; at some point, I silently cried realizing I had dragged him into my problems. I hurt the people I come in contact with; he'd ruin his chances of graduating and getting his soccer scholarship for college. He threw his dreams away for me and I wasn't proud of it, matter of fact I blamed myself.