'He didn't want to turn you!'
The words made me freeze and I stared deep into Jesse's eyes. I don't know how long we stood there, but when I finally looked away, the sun was lower in the sky, casting long shadows. If the bus is still there, it'll be a miracle, I thought.
'I'm not a sadist. More of a masochist.' I croaked before bursting into tears. That was the only thing that I could correct him on - He was right about everything else.
We just stood there for another immeasurable period of time while I sobbed loudly. I was very aware of Jesse's arms around me, trying to comfort me, no doubt. It wasn't working much.
'What do I need to know?' My whisper broke the silence in the dense woodland as soon as I had calmed down a bit. The tears were still streaming down my face, I couldn't control that, but at least I could talk.
He looked at me, one eyebrow raised in question.
'You said,' hiccup, 'that I shouldn't leave the bus until I knew what I needed to. What do I need to know?'