Healing Their Mate(4)

By: Bryce Evans


“Mary, I have to leave now. I can’t explain it, but I know he will find me if I continue to stay here.” Mary was about to protest when River grabbed both of her hands. Whispering, River pleaded, “Please, Mary. Listen I will write you a letter using your sister’s name just like we talked about. Remember how I explained the codes.” Mary nodded her head. Silently, Mary listened as River told her the plan.

“Okay, just act like I’m going to get some sugar in the back to refill the jugs. Please get my check and cash it for me. Remember the codes, Mary, and I will send you the address where you can send the money. I love you, Mary. Always know that. We will see each other again. I promise you. Thank you for caring for me, Mary. You have been like a mother to me.” Mary nodded and started to tear up. River shook her head, “No don’t cry, Mary.” She reached down and caressed Mary’s face before winking at her. Then she reached down, grabbed her hand, and kissed it mouthing, ‘thank you’.

Mary reached in her pocket, taking out her tips for the day, and placed them in River’s hand. Mary spoke so the man could hear her. “Dotty, can you go and pick up some sugar in the back room please?”

River smiled then turned around, placing the money in her pocket. Once she got to the back, she grabbed her pocketbook and jacket then ran out the back door. The cook, Pete, looked at River as she got her stuff together. He smiled at River then waved bye. She knew Pete looked after Mary and he must have heard her conversation with Mary. With all her heart, River prayed that Mary would be okay.

She didn’t have time to waste or they would find her. The man in the diner had to be a scout. Her hair was colored and it was much longer than before. She prayed that all of the changes would fool him long enough for her to leave.

River looked over at the truck the man drove up in and decided she needed a little insurance policy to go along with this escape. Remembering when she was a kid in the orphanage, River watched as the girl placed the nails in front and back of the tires. That was one of the fondest moments of her life when the Director left out the driveway and all four of her tires blew out. River opened her trunk, pulled out the toolbox, and took out a handful of nails.

Looking around to make sure nobody was looking, she got down on the ground and crawled toward the truck tires. She placed the nails just like she remembered the girl showing her. Placing nails in the front and back of the tires just in case he backed out instead of going forward, River crawled back to the safety of her car then prayed her piece of shit car made it down the road. She rubbed the top of the dash and spoke to the car. “Please, Betsy, get me far away from here. Come on, girl, don’t let me down now.” As she held her breath and turned the key, the car started without making any sound. River blew out the breath she had been holding and praised the car. “Thank you, old girl.” Without turning on the headlights in the car, she pulled to the edge of the building, watching the man as Mary walked toward him with his drink.

River waited for the best opportunity to leave when Mary carried the man’s drink toward him. She saw Mary look over at her then she smiled as she dropped the tray just as River drove past the window without her lights on. The man never saw her leave because he had reached down to help Mary. She didn’t know if she should jump up and down or scream at the top of her lungs. River had pulled it off, but she had to leave Mary behind and that wasn’t worth celebrating over. Mary was her only family and best friend, and she just left her there. She had thought about asking Mary to go with her, but Mary was sick and needed to go home, and it was too dangerous for her if Paddock or his goons found them. River silently cried as she watched the city streetlights pass by as she drove out of town.

River drove for two hours straight, constantly looking behind her as she drove toward Colorado. She didn’t know a lot about them, but she hoped vampires hated cold weather.





Chapter Two





River drove further into Colorado wondering what she was going to do now. She had thought about going to one of the ski lodges seeking some type of work. She could waitress, cook, or clean. River knew she would do just about anything for a roof over her head and food to eat. The money she had when she ran was just about out. She had used most of it for gas and the motel she rented for the night three days ago. She had been sleeping in her car since she left the motel. She didn’t want to take the chance of someone following her home to Mary’s so she left the restaurant with the money she had in her purse and what Mary had given her before she left. The rest of her money was locked inside Mary’s house.