Love Like This

"Oh I am going to kill Brian!" I screamed as we reached the place where the van should have been. All that was left now were tire tracks in the red desert sand.

"When you're done with that, you can help me murder Stephen." John groaned as he sat down on the ground. I seethed in anger as I watched him take off his beanie and wipe the sweat off of his brow with it.

"Why would I ever do anything with you." I sneered.

"Because Sierra," John smiled coyly as he stood up once again, his tall stance made him tower at least a foot over my head, "That's the only way we are going to get out of this desert."