DISGUSTING

My skin began to crawl, and not in the itchy way it had been before, but in the “my stomach was churning and something wasn’t right” way.

“Pull over,” I told Atlas when we’d already passed the vehicle.

“No,” he retorted.

Fine. I didn’t need his permission before when I’d jumped out the window, and I didn’t need it now.

Though I hadn’t considered that last time the jeep had been stopped before I’d leapt onto the road…

I heard Amy’s shocked gasp and Atlas snarl my name, but there was nothing I could do once I’d committed to exiting the jeep one way or another.

To my surprise, I didn’t fall into a heap of arms and legs, knocking the shit out of my body like I’d expected. I somehow managed to land gracefully on my feet, then kneeled quietly in the tall grass at the side of the road.

Atlas hit the brakes, but I wasn’t paying attention to the jeep. No, my sights were set on the van still on the side of the road. I could faintly hear a child crying and two men arguing.

“You fucking moron!” o