Hey there Elliquiy, Kono here with a plot in mind involving mystery. I apologize for writing it from both perspectives but its merely to tell the opening of the story. It can be reworked, of course, as I am sure if I get a partner they will want to take control of a character to make it their own. Alright so this plot involves mystery as the two characters below will be on a search not only for someone but redemption deep within. Let me just put up the plot, if there is any interest we can talk more on it.
You're Not Alone.
The single road winds around and around between thick trees. On it travels a custom 1979 blue Chevy Nova, the male driver fights to stay awake having been on the road for hours straight. Filling the deep blue and orange sky are asperitas clouds, a clear indication bad weather would be on the way, and not a single stop was in sight. Truth be told he hadn't seen anyone for a while now. Looking for a second at the gas gauge he realized he would have to stop soon. Lifting his eyes to the road in time the man sees a woman running from the woods in his path. Pressing hard on the brakes the driver stops before an accident takes place, the last thing he needed was trouble. The woman is frantic, waving her hands, rounding the nova to the driver's side where her dirt-stained hands pound on his window. She looked as though she had been through some ordeal. The black tights under her skirt were skinned at the knees and the jean jacket saw better days. Against his better judgement he rolled his window down so she would stop screaming.
"Are you alright?"
"No. No. You have to help me."
Distracted she looks around, pushes some hair behind her ear. As if she processed the question she returned her eyes to his.
"I was trying to get away, trying to get away because I grew tired of him doing what he was doing. I told him I wouldn't take it anymore. I took the car, Delilah, and left but he found us. He found us. He took Delilah!"
"My daughter! You have to help me, please."
Upon hearing her version of the story he was inclined not to get involved especially with what sounded like a domestic dispute but something about her eyes pulled him in or maybe it was the last shred of decency in him to do the right thing that he couldn't leave her.
"Get in, I'll take you to the cops or something."
With a desperate smile she is quick to go on the other side opening the passenger door. Settled beside him the man has an overwhelming feeling becoming involved with the woman was just the beginning of something terrible.