Anna looked to where he pointed and thought for a moment. She had about six hundred in cash on her and on top on that had her mother's credit card and her own debit card in which she could use to get more money out of her bank account. As long as she didn't use the credit card too much and used it in places they wouldn't be in long, she was sure they'd be fine.

She nodded, looking straight ahead again as she drove along, "Yeah. I have enough to get us there. Maybe even some left over to get us a small place to stay for a little while if we're lucky." To be honest, she wondered how all of this would go. She had never been out on her own before and it scared her. 

But who could blame her? Her psychotic mother had sheltered her all her life to the point where she was afraid of almost everything. Now she was slowly being cured of that, being on the run with Vincent. She had a feeling she would become a completely new person. And she hoped it would be for the best.

She drove for a long time, only stopping to use the bathroom and go through the drive through for breakfast and lunch. When dinner rolled around she grabbed a sub and drink from Subway, then drove to a nearby hotel. After getting the room pass she went up to the room, sighing as she sat her back pack on the bed. 

Looking over at Vincent as she sat on the edge of the bed, she smiled lightly, "You know, this reminds me a lot of the times we would sneak out to go hang out at night." She had to sneak out because of her psychotic mother not letting her go anywhere besides schools. He had to sneak out because his parents hadnt really liked her. But even though their parents hadn't approved, they still snuck out anyway. Sometimes even spending the night without the parents knowing if the other was too tired to walk home(as friends of course and not anything romantic).

Anna curled her knees to her chest, her small smile fading away to a frown, "Vin....do you remember that time....the day the...video....came out? How I came to your house that night and showed you how they posted it online? .....Did that make you change what you thought about me? Did it make you, at the time, ashamed of me?" He had seen it that night, before she had come up to his bedroom window in tears. She had spent the night there on that night after her mother had told her how ashamed she was of Mira. She couldn't help but think back and think, even though her loved her now, at that time was he ashamed he was her friend? She knew it was stupid of her to ask after so long, and maybe it was just the new changes in her causing her to finally ask what he had thought about that after so long, but it was on her mind and she wanted to know.