@ragingloli :: The kidnap was successful. We arrived where she was staying and only she was there. She willing got in the car and se decided to go to San Francisco. We got there at night and drove around a bit and then tried to find a place to park and sleep. We ended up in a bad place in Oakland. We got some sleep and then woke up to a cop banging on the window. The cop was pretty much “WTF are you doing here? Do you know how to get on the Interstate back to Sacramento?” So he escorted use to I-80.
The girl we “kidnapped” had some cash so we were good on gas for a while but everyone was hungry. We find a Dennys and they decide to dine and dash. I object and stay in the car.
The plan was Melissa and Bryan would walk out to the car and make it look like Bill was finishing up and cover the check. The waitress gets suspicious. Bill has no good exit strategy. And we were parked around the corner so they didn’t know where Melissa and Bryan walked to. A really long time passes. A good 30 minutes.
So the owner approaches Bill and is like WTF.. You can’t sit here any longer. Pay your bill and get out. Then in a masterstroke Bill says hes was hitchhiking and he thinks the people he was with bailed and stuck him with the bill and stole his backpack since it was in the car.
Then it gets better. The owner of the Dennys offers to take Bill to the Bus station and buy him a ticket back to Oregon.
Then shit gets hilarious.
At this point we were really wondering what was taking so damn long. So Bryan decides to go back in and see if Bill is alright. The con is up. So they just admit what they did and hope for the best. Luckily the owner was nice and he just let them go with a self addressed stamped envelope and asked them to send them what was owed. Which I did since they were idiots.
On the road again.
We do some panhandling on our way back north. We got really lucky here. I brought my trumpet and most importantly my trumpet case with me on the trip. I used the case as a place to put my spare coins everyday. There was about ten bucks in pennies, nickles, and dimes in there. Ten bucks doesn’t get much gas but it does if you sit outside a gas station and spell out “OREG” with change. It is a good hook for panhandling. “Help us spell Oregon!! so we can get home”. People were going into the gas station to get change so they could help us finish the word. Then when they go away you remove what the added and carry on. This was shockingly profitable.
So we make it to Lake Shasta and get a camping spot and put up a tent. I didn’t smoke weed at the time but Bill and Melissa did. So they end up going into the tent and got high. Me and Bryan just fell asleep in the car.
So the next morning they emerge from the tent and Bill is all “Fucked the shit out her”. Fantastic. He appears to have forgot the entire reason for the trip… I liked her.. But fuck it. At least I knew to move on.
So the final push back to Eugene was filled with a lot of silence. I was living with my sister at the time and my sister was cool with her staying at my place until something can be sorted out. That was clearly out the window. Bill got off and he didn’t care anymore.
So we are about 30 minutes out of town and we stop to get gas. She goes to use the restroom so we had a chance to figure out what to do. Bryan said, “Drop her off at her parents house”.
And we tried to do that. But she bolted at a red light once she realized what was happening.
I saw her at party a few months later but we didn’t speak.