private.

"I'm not hungry, thanks," I said in an unamused tone, ignoring his answer to avoid agreeing with him.
Stepping diagonal from him, I took my seat in a recliner, and glanced at the television, and then at him.
"How long are you determining that my car will be in the shop? "
My bun was uncomfortably loose, and without a mirror, I didn't bother to fix it. Instead, I let it spill out over my shoulders.
I leaned my head back, staring up at the ceiling, crossing one leg over the other. I then finally realized I was without shoes.
"Did I um... Was I not wearing shoes last night?"

"You can take my car..."
I'll admit, I seriously considered it.
"I suppose we'd be even, then. But, I don't want to be held responsible in case something were to happen to it. All I really need is a lift back to my hotel; my purse is-"
I had brought my purse with me last night.
"I mean, my wallet is still there. I can just take the bus where I need to go. Just... Whenever you'd like to take me there. I wouldn't guess that you're in a hurry to go anywhere."
I chuckled at his last comment.
"Well, I'm thankful for that, I guess."
I bit my lip, and twidled my thumbs before asking him a serious question this time.
"Errh.. How long do you think I uh... I mean, until I have any more involvement with um.. The cops?"

As I took in his words, I was leaning forward, my elbows on my knees, and my chin resting in my palms.
I was tired of over thinking, but all of it was simply programmed into my mind, and probably would be for the remainder of the time.
Sighing inwardly as I stood up, I shot him a faint nod.
"Thank you," I said quietly, starring at the floor as I walked, beating him out the door.
Leaning my head against the window frame, I directed my eyes towards the sky. The light of the sun had been completely canceled out due to the murky clouds that had bunched together.
With that, just like clockwork, a single drop of rain flung itself against the passenger window, followed quickly by a few more.
Lifting my head to sit straight up, my face had an expression in which to say "great!" glazed with sarcasm.
After the ordeal, I hadn't even known what to feel; for the most part, it was basically all mixed emotions.
Half of me was happy to be my own person again, and not having to worry about pleasing someone for the sake of my own safety. The other half, terrified. Living in one town my entire life, the thought of anywhere else was nerve-racking. Though, most of all, the fact that I didn't know if I'd be able to live a normal life again, or spend the rest of my life behind bars, was horrifying.