And once we hit the 'Welcome to Vail' sign it wasn't as if he stopped no we went sailing past the visitors center and when I mentioned it to him alls he did was grunt.
It was like he didn't care. And I could tell by the way he was fidgeting he was itching for a cigarette.
That was about the time when we came to the beginning of the White River National Forest. I couldn't understand why Mr. We gotta be there yesterday was taking the scenic route now.
But when he pulled off down a small trail looking road I honestly started to get a little frightened. I mean we both sorta had cabin fever and I may have been a tad bit bitchier than normal to E. I was just hoping he wasn't about to go all serial killer on me in the middle of the god damn forest. In my head I was thinking about contingency plans. Not that I didn't trust Edward, but being stuck in a cab on a 90 degree day with no air conditioning will change a person. The sun hadn't set yet, so I figured I could at least run to the beginning of the forest if I had to get away from him.
Oh hell what the fuck was I thinking... This was my Edward. My love... He was perfect even if he was a little frazzled from being in the truck so long.
We rode along the trail looking road for a while longer. I was hungry and really starting to resent him for not stopping when we were actually in the midst of some kind of civilization.
"You know you could've stopped back there if you had any consideration for anyone but yourself." I snapped at him.
He just huffed in response.
I let it go for about twenty minutes until my stomach was actually beginning to complain too.
"Jesus Christ Edward you are such a fucking asshole you know that! You don't give a shit about me and I know for a fact you don't love me. For God's sake, I'm supposed to be eating like a fucking horse not starving like a peasant. God I fucking hate you!" I shouted loosing my last thread of any kind of temper.
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