The Worst Plan Ever

{ARMANDO}

Carlos insisted on driving and knowing him, he was not going to back down. He increases the volume of the radio and starts yelling the lyrics. I glance at him. I miss seeing him acting this way.

He steals a glance at me and when he finds me staring at him, he reduces the volume and says, "you look exhausted, Armando."

I stay quiet and look outside. He is driving to I don't know where and I have not asked him where he is taking us. Because one, it is not like I have somewhere else to be, and two, he won't tell me, and if he does and I don't like where we are going, he won't change the location.

"So, why are you quiet and I don't know acting as if you don't miss me? This doesn't suit you." He says and motions with his mouth at me.

I warn him, "look ahead, Carl." I might be sad and want to sleep all day and night but I don't think I want to die.

"You still scared of the road, uh?" Carlos asks.