Soon as I reach the car I sit in the drivers, Dakota sits in the passenger's seat, I drive.

"Are you not worried that I could kill you right now?" Dakota asks as I sped through another bridge. I shrug, I didn't need his opinion to define who I am. I know what I am.

"I'm the one behind the wheel, if you do try something....we'll both go down." I said without looking away from the the wheel.

"Why do smart girls do dumb shit?" He asks, I scoff. He's that one guy who's just a plain asswhole. Dangerous, concieted, hollow. Whenever he laughs or talks it's hollow, on top of it all...he's heartless.

"What are you saying?" I ask.

"You're smart. But also a complete dipshit.....you're stubborn as hell, and you're too trusting. If we pulled over, I could just shoot you and you wouldn't be able to get away from it." He is right.....but I'm no fool.....I'm no superhero but I could probably point his gun up at the ceiling then run if he tries that.

"I see what's your problem." I said. Dakota goes silent....he isn't sexist like Joe or emotionless like Dr. Mayfield.....but he was no prince charming.

"You're a brutal person no one wants to get involved with....you're a cold, ruthless person and on top of it all you're a sarcastic asswhole....." I said, maybe that was too much....something or someone must've made him this way....who am I to judge?

"Thanks rose." He said, looking at the window.

"Rose?" I repeated. This isn't a mini love story......he's just screwing with me.

"Thorny as hell, I wouldn't pick you if my life depended on it." He said. I roll my eyes.

"Asswhole." I mutter.

"Thanks I try!" He said sweetly but then he scoffs. He's not really a bad man.....I just can't stand him.

"Look. I'm still looking for my sister. Now's your chance to just go down your own path." I said, stopping the car at the woods only to see a couple of old buildings.

"I don't need a life lesson. Your dumbass will get yourself killed before you could even catch a glimpse of her...." Dakota said. I turn to him.

"So you're helping me?" I ask, translating everything he said.

"Do you speak another language or are you completely made of bullshit?" Dakota asks giving me a blank stare. I roll my eyes, and I slap him hard across the face, his head snaps to the side as my hand stings.

Dakota gives me a hard stare. I keep glaring at him.

"Here's some advice: if you piss me off again...I'll kill you." Dakota said grimly, I keep staring at him.

"Why are you going with someone who is likely to make you mad?" I ask matter-of-factly.

"Look around you Avery! We're in a world full of these shit heads we call the undead that screw us over, we're in a world full of rage, death, depression and you can't even trust motherfuckers. You don't know what I've been through....the people I had to fucking kill, the things I've done and you sure as hell don't want to find out what I'm going to do to you." He said. I close my eyes and take a deep breath.

"You're right...I don't know you....but I'm not going to stay with someone who wants to see me in a casket whenever I open my mouth." I shot back.

"You make it hard not to." He said. I sigh, facepalming.

"We can go our separate ways once we find her....just know I'm not backing out of this....not now not ever." I said, Dakota shrugs.

Everything grew silent, I step outside and opened the door to the backseat to grab the gasoline. I step back out, reloading the car. If we are going to find Aurei we would have to be able to put up with each other while we do...

But he is right....I don't know him.....the most fucked up thing must've happened to him.....maybe this is why he is the way he is....I'll have to find out....it's not smart to travel with a complete stranger.

Soon as the fuel is loaded I go back into the car.

"One question...can I trust you?" I ask, gripping my fingers onto the steering wheel.

"Yeah. Don't push your luck cotton-ball." He grunts.

"You're funny." I said, starting the car.

"You're right about me though.....I'm a fucked up person." Dakota said with a shrug.

"I wouldn't say that." I said, driving past old cars.....another escape route.

"How many people did you kill? You didn't make it this far without having to put a bullet through someone's head." Dakota said, he's right.

"I was almost raped....by a man named Joe, his two other men were trying to rape my little sister....I made sure I left the house after I killed them. I killed a woman....she went insane and another man was going to do terrible things to us...we weren't alone. I put a child out of her misery. I shot down intruders inside a hospital, thrown a woman into a fire pit, left a man to die because he was killing his owm members just to eat them." I explain, Dakota half laughs.

"I beaten a man to death with a rock, shot down two insane men who were going to kill me. A group full of rapists were inside a factory when I burned it to ashes....." He said. I could tell he left some things out but I don't want to press him about it.

"My friend said that I don't show any mercy, that I'm poison that lingers inside someone. I could only say that he's right....because he watched the whole thing....." He said. I shake my head.

"There were reasons why you did....you've felt guilt. It would be something else if you killed just to kill....I had to defend my sister and myself....maybe I'll kill someone for payback....but to me....you're still somewhat a good man.....as for those two men...they were far gone...." I said as I kept driving,

"But I torched a whole group of motherfuckers and I didn't feel anything." Dakota adds.

"They were rapists. I don't show any sympathy for anyone who does something like that...." I admit, looking at the rearview to see the sun beginning to set.

People can change for the worse and people can change for the better good, I have to remind myself that there are still more good people in this world,