Tell me about the ending

This is the first story I ever wrote using myself as the character base. Note: foul language

She said “what’s wrong?” “I need a way to find me hmm… if that makes any sense.” I said while lower my head. She begins to say, “You will find some.” I cut her off, ‘F**k that! Shut the f**k up… you say that you’re not me. You don’t get it. You think it’s just that easy!?” I said while trying to holding back tears. I sigh then say, “What… what makes you think you can just say that? You think you can just stand there and make me feel better the world is a hell I live in… you can’t think of one thing just one thing to say…” I through my head up high and shivered from the cold I ramble on, “I can’t believe your even trying. You can’t read me. You’re only here because you don’t have a ride home. You don’t even want anything but to use me.” I turn to walk away then say, “stop trying to use me and just get in the f*****g truck.” I walk and let a tear fall. “Why dose this happen even if we had a chance of being friend this killed it!” I made sure it was said as narcissist as possible. Almost in tears she climbs in to the truck. Waiting for me to speak again she becomes more timed. I look over and see I have hurt her. God this is the last thing I need. I start the truck and hit the lights. 

A light snow falls and all I can think of is fall is coming to an end. I stare at the road and think I should have gone to work at the hunted trail tonight instead of coming along to this s**t. For some reason the snow is calming. It’s as if you can watch the rain in slow motion and stare at simple beauty it self. I look at her she really is pretty. She watches the road as if she looking for a sign of home. You would think she would just pissed but no she timed she’s scared of me. I put up my pack up and get a cigarette out then hold the pack at her and said. “You smoke?” I look over as I light up. In a kind voice I say. “So you want one?” “No I don’t smoke.” She barely got out. It was as if she was holding her breath and trying to gasp her air. “Oh sorry, I normally would have asked if you cared but I need a cigarette,” I say whiling making a hard left off the turn pike. She looks at me and says “Why do you think you’re not going to find someone?” Oh s**t she talk. 

I stumble over my words I get out “I… look at tonight. It was a hail storm in November while walking down i75 in a t-shirt and a pair blue jeans. The weight of your pants alone is enough to make you stop. Let alone your cold, freezing and wet. Your tired, lonely and can’t see 3 feet in front of you. Oh did I mention there’s a hail storm in November. The stones are like a quarter wide and they hurt like hell. It’s as if god was throwing salt at you. Just to see if it will get in your wounds” she says sweetly “I know I don’t know you but you have to believe.” I say calmly “I told you don’t say that s**t.” She starts in, “You can’t get any where if you don’t try. So why give u.” I cut her off, “who said I stopped? I dammed by god not to fall in love… or rather to have someone fall in love with me.” She speaks in trying to cut me off, “why do you say that? You’re not getting anywhere like that.” I cut her off yet again, “you don’t think I try? Listen to you. Can you even make a point?” There she goes back to timed. “Why do I even bother?” I say aloud but under my breath. She says hatefully, “Your dick! You know that?” making a lonely face I say, “I know… I know… you’re not like me. you are a prissy prissy princess so you think everyone has to be nice to you and your points are the only ones that matter.” If that didn't get under her skin I have more. 

I went the back way home. I wondered if she knew where she was half the time. I thought I was lost until We past old 35 and Springfield road. She hasn't said anything but she would look at me to see if I was look at her now and again. She watches the dissidents and the snow fall. I wanted to say something but I could not find the words. A half-hour has pasted the ride was coming to an end we were close to town. She lied still against the window staring in the night. The snow had stopped and there’s nothing out there. Maybe she finds comfort in the darkness out there. She wouldn't look at me but I know she was crying. It reminded of the song ender by finch “And there you are, asleep against the window pane Just like always: You said you like to hear the rain sometimes: And all I can do is tell you the truth” Those lyrics I keep thinking of them. I say “where do you want dropped off? I need directions.” She softly staggers out “You know its not easy being me either she says while crying.” I start in with a sarcastic voice. “Trust me I know the teen queen drama club. I get it, the he said she said and let’s do something as long as its kool in a music video or the nerds don’t do it. Oh we need to get high or drunk or nothing fun… right?” Oh that’s good, I liked thank the academy. She starts again, “No you think that’s easy living like that every d.” I love cutting her off as I do yet again. Nnnnooooooo!!!!!! Its hell on earth but you don’t feel the pains I do, that we the nerds, geeks and fat men alike feel you can’t feel that low. Reasons? why would love to!” I say loudly. “1. you’re a girl you don’t know failure like that… you can’t. You have no power to do so, or want. 2. Your pretty, stupid and have know under standing of the want to feel someone, a kiss, a hug even just a holding hand. Where do you think good guys come from? it’s us! We grow up and get slim, great jobs, not in jail and, and, and! We want romance. We want to hold you while watching a sunset and care what you really think at dinner. Can’t you even comprehend wanting someone? Not for looks but for the person they are. Like… I want a girl with the same taste in music and art. Has a nice face and say she loves me… and every time I feel her mean it,” I said in the rant of a life time with a almost yelling voice but not to over the top. 

She sits there in awe then says. “Is that… is that what you think of me? Dose others think of me like that? I’m not prom queen you know. If you didn't notice I was felt by my so called friends” she starts to cry a little more and says aloud. “God look at me. I’m crying to you that I’m not pretty enough. They got rid of me because I’m not a rich kid and daddy didn't buy me a car because he touch me when I was little.” “Holy s**t that was good” I say in shock. At this point I’m driving randomly because I have no idea where to go. All I know is that I need gas and I have 2 smokes left. A say as I start in to the gas station. “You need anything or want to come in?” “I would love a soda.” She says. 

I go in and put $10 on #10 and buy two cokes and a pack of Turkish royals. oh yah its old school time. It came to $18.35. I wondered why I even bout the pop or even ask her. I wasn't thirsty. Damn my chivalry I can’t believe myself. I start the pump and hand in the coke. A soft smile comes a crossed her face. It makes me feel warm. Good thing on this cold night. “You cold?” I say in. “she replays “freezing!” I take off my hoodie which is a sin in my book but I did any way. “Here put this on.” I say as I toss it in. I turn away before she can reply. *click* gas was done. I pull out and hop in the truck in a hurry the cold got to me faster than I thought. I start the truck and look over she’s still smiling while it seems she hugging my hoodie. God what have I done. What the f**k I’m I going to do? I pull up to the light and say “you ever said where I am taking you?” she says “you know? you keep treating girls like this.” God I love cutting this b***h off it’s like a sick high or something so I start in. “you can stop there. This would be three time. I said none of that f*****g s**t” scared she says. “Why dose that press a button on you?” “Drop it!” I said forcefully “now where am I dropping you off?” she says softly “can we just drive for a little longer?” now that take a pair. Grapefruit sized, I wonder why? I don’t say anything I just keep driving. She’s quite for a spell she just watches the town pass by. 

We came to a light she looks at a couple walking and holding hands using each other to keep them selves warm. She look at me says “look if you don’t want me around you can stop up here I can walk home from here.” “No I said I take you home and I will where do you live? Or did you want the walk?” I say. She happily says “would you like to walk around with me? A girl shouldn't be out at night with out someone.” This b***h is getting sweet on me. I think she knows my chivalry is a weakness… good play really. I say “I guess, not to mention you have MY HOODIE! I will need that back at the end of the night.” I head back to my house so I can get a second hoodie and my money stash. “well wait here I am going to brake in this house and steal a cote and hopefully some money.” I say as I run out of the truck. I go up to my house. 

My parents keep the window unlocked so if I lose my keys I can unlock the door. I remove the screen and open the window. Unlock the door and run in. I look out my window she is freaking. I grab the hoodie and a couple long sleeves s***s. Then its was “oooww take the money and run” as I said as I did just that. I walk out side calmly with ketchup on my hand and fake knife. I say “ready to go” she looks at me and “oh my god you killed them!?” “Nope just the dog.” I say as I lick the fake knife. “come on im f*****g with you. I live here and it’s a fake knife I thought it would be funny.” As I start to laugh. See looks mad and says. “You a*s, you scared the s**t out of me…” “psycho” she say laughing as well. “here” I say as I hand her the other shirt. She looks happy. I say “shall we” as I hold out my arm slightly bent. 

We walk up the street and she’s holding on with dear life. I thought my arm dieing. I start to say “so you know its” she stop me. “I don’t want to know the time. I not important I can be out all night.” Well I was stunned. Either she had nowhere to go or she was supposed to be staying with a friend and they ditch her. “then would you like to go to my thinking place?” I say and stop to turn us around. “yes I would” in a loving voice. I stare at her as she lowers her hand in to mine. In shock she says “holy butt your hands are freezing” “I know it’s ok really I… just it’s… hard to under stand” I say while I try to learn her face. She’s about 5’8, a bit cuter then most girls. Hair is about lower then the shoulder. Light brown as far as I tell. She wearing a pair low cut jeans and my black hoodie which she is swimming in. looks about 110lb and she has a B-cup really nice figure and deep green eyes. What the f**k I’m I doing! I’m looking at her. F**k I’m staring, I love her eyes. I’m I falling for her? No… no, no, no! We walk in to the graveyard I says “this is my think place. No need to worry there all dead and just don’t let spooky, get to you” she looks at me and says “as long as you’re here I… I feel warm like nothing wrong could happen.” The cold was inching up it was early. Like so late it’s early. We sit on a stone bench and stare out at the graves. She cuddles up to me try to get warmth or so I let myself to believe. “So you come here to think or more collect your thoughts?” “A little of both It’s hard being me. F**k it’s hard being anyone its just you can’t compare lives and say yours is worst” f**k me I just said I wasn't right. 

She closes in and says “you can open up to me I would like what’s so hard?” “Listen I’m sorry about early it’s… I hate when people think they know people not the person but people and they don’t. Most haven’t had a bad enough time in life to say such things. I have… I’m well rounded in more then one way” I say as we laugh “it’s ok. You’re not that big and you’re really sweet if you want to be.” She says while staring in to my eyes. She begins again “I think you sweet, nice, and you have a loving hands and loving eyes” she continued as she closes in to me for a kiss. “You have this calming thing about like your better and afraid. I bet you’re a great kisser too…” those were the last words she said before I grabbed her and kissed. Are lips met at the tips and slowly wonder around each others. I tilled my head to lock and she grabs my shirt pulling me closer. Are tongues whirled with each others. What seem like forever was only seconds. “See told you seemed like great kisser.” She said with a smile going ear to ear. “What just happened?” I say sweetly. She says “we fell for each other. That was us saying we want this and I hope it last.” I reply “but we barley know each other” she quick to say “stop killing this and come here” as she grabs me again and we starting kissing in the shivering cold. “You want to go back to my house its warm there.” I say. She gets up and says “lets go!” the night ended in my bed. Where we talk until morning and then fell asleep each other arms. I felt loved for the first time in a long time. 

Waking to her was the best memory of her I have. The next was hard to explain to my parents or so I thought. My dad had check in on me and seen her. He made sure nothing bad was going to happen. In fact he made bisects and gravy. Then woke us and said “you kids want some brunch” because it was 11:00am.

Author's Note

This is the one i am very proud of. Which I don't have many.
Note: foul language