After class, I rode with America to

After class, I rode with America to the apartment to find
Travis’ motorcycle gone. I went into his room and curled
into a ball on his bed, resting my head on my arm. Travis
had been fine that morning. As much time as we had spent
together, I couldn’t believe I didn’t see that something had
been bothering him. Not only that, it disturbed me that
America seemed to know what was going on and I didn’t.
My breathing evened out and my eyes grew heavy; it
wasn’t long before I fell asleep. When my eyes opened
again, the night sky had darkened the window. Muffled
voices filtered down the hall from the living room, including
Travis’ deep tone. I crept down the hall, and then froze when
I heard my name.
“Abby gets it, Trav. Don’t beat yourself up,” Shepley
said.
“You’re already going to the date party. What’s the harm
in asking her out?” America asked.
I stiffened, waiting for his response. “I don’t want to date
her; I just want to be around her. She’s…different.”
“Different how?” America asked, sounding irritated.
“She doesn’t put up with my bullshit, it’s refreshing. You
said it yourself, Mare. I’m not her type. It’s just not…like that
with us.”
“You’re closer to her type than you know,” America said.
I backed up as quietly as I could, and when the wooden
boards creaked beneath my bare feet, I reached over to
pull Travis’ bedroom door shut, and then walked down the
hall.
“Hey, Abby,” America smiled. “How was your nap?”
“I was out for five hours. That’s closer to a coma than a
nap.”
Travis stared at me for a moment, and when I smiled at
him, he walked straight toward me, grabbed my hand, and
pulled me down the hall to his bedroom. He shut the door,
and I felt my heart pounding in my chest, bracing for him to
say something else to crush my ego.
His eyebrows pulled in. “I’m so sorry, Pidge. I was an
asshole to you earlier.”
I relaxed a bit, seeing the remorse in his eyes. “I didn’t
know you were mad at me.”
“I wasn’t mad at you. I just have a bad habit of lashing
out at those I care about. It’s a piss poor excuse, I know, but
I am sorry,” he said, enveloping me in his arms.
I nestled my cheek against his chest, settling in. “What
were you mad about?”
“It’s not important. The only thing I’m worried about is
you.”
I leaned back to look up at him. “I can handle your
temper tantrums.”
His eyes scanned my face for several moments before
a small smile spread across his lips. “I don’t know why you
put up with me, and I don’t know what I’d do if you didn’t.”
I could smell the mixture of cigarettes and mint on his
breath, and I looked at his lips, my body reacting to how
close we were. Travis’ expression changed and his
breathing staggered—he had noticed, too.
He leaned in infinitesimally, and then we both jumped
when his cell phone rang. He sighed, pulling it from his
pocket.
“Yeah. Hoffman? Jesus…all right. That’ll be an easy
grand. Jefferson?” He looked at me and winked. “We’ll be
there.” He hung up and took my hand. “Come with me.” He
pulled me down the hall. “That was Adam,” he said to
Shepley. “Brady Hoffman will be at Jefferson in ninety
minutes.”
Shepley nodded and stood up, digging his cell phone
from his pocket. After a few moments, he repeated what
Travis had told him into his phone, hung up, dialed again,
and then repeated the information once more. He dialed
another number as he shut his bedroom door behind him.
“Here we go,” America said, smiling. “We better freshen
up!”
The air in the apartment was tense and buoyant at the
same time. Travis seemed the least affected, slipping on
his boots and a white tank top as if he were leaving to run
an errand.

Hasil (Bahasa Indonesia) 1:

Setelah kelas, saya naik dengan Amerika ke apartemen untuk menemukanTravis' motor pergi. Aku pergi ke kamarnya dan meringkukmenjadi bola di tempat tidurnya, beristirahat kepala saya pada lenganku. Travistelah baik pagi itu. Waktu sebanyak yang kita telah menghabiskanbersama-sama, aku tidak bisa percaya aku tidak melihat bahwa sesuatu telahtelah mengganggu dia. Tidak hanya itu, itu mengganggu saya yangAmerika tampaknya tahu apa yang sedang terjadi dan aku tidak.Pernapasan saya menyamakan keluar dan mata saya bertambah berat; itutidak lama sebelum aku tertidur. Ketika membuka mata sayasekali lagi, langit telah menjadi gelap jendela. Teredamsuara-suara yang disaring menyusuri lorong dari ruang tamu, termasukTravis' dalam nada. Aku merayap menyusuri lorong, dan kemudian membeku ketikaAku mendengar nama saya."Abby mendapatkannya, Trav. jangan menyalahkan diri sendiri," Todmordenkata."Anda sudah akan Partai tanggal. Apakah kerugiandalam meminta keluar?" Amerika bertanya.Saya kaku, menunggu jawabannya. "Saya tidak ingin untuk tanggalDia; Aku hanya ingin menjadi di sekelilingnya. Dia adalah... berbeda. ""Bagaimana berbeda?" Amerika bertanya, terdengar jengkel."Dia tidak memasang dengan omong kosong saya, it's menyegarkan. Andakata itu sendiri, Mare. Saya tidak jenis nya. Hal ini hanya tidak... seperti itudengan kami.""Kau dekat dengan jenis nya daripada yang Anda tahu," kata Amerika.Back up sebagai diam-diam sebanyak mungkin, dan ketika kayupapan creaked di bawah kaki telanjang saya, saya mencapai di atas untukmenarik pintu kamarnya Travis' tutup, dan kemudian berjalan menyusurihall.“Hey, Abby,” America smiled. “How was your nap?”“I was out for five hours. That’s closer to a coma than anap.”Travis stared at me for a moment, and when I smiled athim, he walked straight toward me, grabbed my hand, andpulled me down the hall to his bedroom. He shut the door,and I felt my heart pounding in my chest, bracing for him tosay something else to crush my ego.His eyebrows pulled in. “I’m so sorry, Pidge. I was anasshole to you earlier.”I relaxed a bit, seeing the remorse in his eyes. “I didn’tknow you were mad at me.”“I wasn’t mad at you. I just have a bad habit of lashingout at those I care about. It’s a piss poor excuse, I know, butI am sorry,” he said, enveloping me in his arms.I nestled my cheek against his chest, settling in. “Whatwere you mad about?”“It’s not important. The only thing I’m worried about isyou.”I leaned back to look up at him. “I can handle yourtemper tantrums.”His eyes scanned my face for several moments beforea small smile spread across his lips. “I don’t know why youput up with me, and I don’t know what I’d do if you didn’t.”I could smell the mixture of cigarettes and mint on hisbreath, and I looked at his lips, my body reacting to howclose we were. Travis’ expression changed and hisbreathing staggered—he had noticed, too.He leaned in infinitesimally, and then we both jumpedwhen his cell phone rang. He sighed, pulling it from hispocket.“Yeah. Hoffman? Jesus…all right. That’ll be an easygrand. Jefferson?” He looked at me and winked. “We’ll bethere.” He hung up and took my hand. “Come with me.” Hepulled me down the hall. “That was Adam,” he said toShepley. “Brady Hoffman will be at Jefferson in ninetyminutes.”Shepley nodded and stood up, digging his cell phonefrom his pocket. After a few moments, he repeated whatTravis had told him into his phone, hung up, dialed again,and then repeated the information once more. He dialedanother number as he shut his bedroom door behind him.“Here we go,” America said, smiling. “We better freshenup!”The air in the apartment was tense and buoyant at thesame time. Travis seemed the least affected, slipping onhis boots and a white tank top as if he were leaving to runan errand.

Hasil (Bahasa Indonesia) 2:

Setelah kelas, aku naik dengan Amerika ke apartemen untuk menemukan
sepeda motor Travis 'pergi. Aku pergi ke kamarnya dan meringkuk
menjadi bola di tempat tidurnya, beristirahat kepalaku di lengan saya. Travis
telah baik-baik saja pagi itu. Waktu sebanyak yang kita telah menghabiskan
bersama-sama, saya tidak percaya saya tidak melihat bahwa sesuatu telah
telah mengganggunya. Tidak hanya itu, itu mengganggu saya bahwa
Amerika tampaknya tahu apa yang sedang terjadi dan aku tidak.
Napasku menyamakan keluar dan mata saya tumbuh berat; itu
tidak lama sebelum aku tertidur. Ketika mata saya dibuka
lagi, langit malam telah gelap jendela. Teredam
suara disaring menyusuri lorong dari ruang tamu, termasuk
nada dalam Travis '. Aku merayap menyusuri lorong, dan kemudian membeku ketika
saya mendengar nama saya.
"Abby mendapatkannya, Trav. Jangan salahkan diri Anda, "Shepley
kata." Kau sudah pergi ke pesta date.
Apa salahnya
dalam meminta dia keluar? "Tanya Amerika.
Aku menegang, menunggu jawabannya. "Saya tidak ingin berkencan
nya; Aku hanya ingin berada di dekatnya. Dia ... yang berbeda.
"" Berbeda bagaimana? "Tanya Amerika, terdengar
kesal." Dia tidak tahan dengan omong kosong saya, itu menyegarkan. Anda
bilang sendiri, Mare. Aku bukan tipe nya. Hanya saja tidak ... seperti itu
dengan kami.
"" Kau lebih dekat dengan jenis nya dari yang Anda tahu, "Amerika mengatakan.
Saya didukung sepelan mungkin, dan ketika kayu
papan berderak di bawah kaki telanjang, aku sampai ke
menarik kamar tidur pintu tertutup Travis ', dan kemudian berjalan menyusuri
lorong.
"Hei, Abby," America tersenyum. "Bagaimana tidur Anda?"
"Aku sedang keluar untuk lima jam. Yang lebih dekat ke koma dari
tidur siang.
"Travis menatapku sejenak, dan ketika aku
tersenyum, dia berjalan langsung ke arah saya, meraih tanganku, dan
menarikku menyusuri lorong ke kamar tidurnya. Dia menutup pintu,
dan aku merasa hatiku berdebar di dada saya, menguatkan baginya untuk
mengatakan sesuatu yang lain untuk menghancurkan ego saya.
Alisnya ditarik. "Aku sangat menyesal, Pidge. Saya adalah seorang
bajingan kepada Anda sebelumnya.
"Aku santai sedikit, melihat penyesalan di matanya. "Aku tidak
tahu kau marah padaku."
"Aku tidak marah padamu. Saya hanya memiliki kebiasaan buruk memukul
keluar pada orang-orang yang saya sayangi. Ini adalah kencing alasan yang buruk, aku tahu, tapi
aku minta maaf, "katanya, membungkus saya dalam pelukannya.
Aku terletak pipiku di dadanya, menetap di." Apa
kau marah?
"" Itu tidak penting. Satu-satunya hal yang saya khawatir tentang adalah
Anda.
"Aku bersandar untuk melihat ke arahnya. "Saya dapat menangani Anda
amarah."
Matanya scan wajah saya selama beberapa saat sebelum
menyebar senyum kecil di bibirnya. "Saya tidak tahu mengapa Anda
memasang dengan saya, dan saya tidak tahu apa yang akan saya lakukan jika Anda tidak melakukannya."
Saya bisa mencium campuran rokok dan mint pada nya
napas, dan aku melihat bibirnya , tubuh saya bereaksi terhadap seberapa
dekat kami. Ekspresi Travis 'berubah dan nya
pernapasan terhuyung-ia melihat, juga.
Dia membungkuk amat, dan kemudian kami berdua melompat
ketika ponselnya berdering. Dia menghela napas, menariknya dari nya
saku.
"Ya. Hoffman? Yesus ... apa-apa. Itu akan menjadi mudah
besar. Jefferson? "Dia menatapku dan mengedipkan mata. "Kami akan
ke sana." Dia menutup telepon dan meraih tanganku. "Ikut aku." Dia
menarikku menyusuri lorong. "Itu Adam," katanya kepada
Shepley. "Brady Hoffman akan di Jefferson di sembilan puluh
menit."
Shepley mengangguk dan berdiri, menggali ponselnya
dari sakunya. Setelah beberapa saat, dia mengulangi apa
Travis telah mengatakan dia ke telepon, menutup, keluar lagi,
dan kemudian diulang informasi sekali lagi. Dia memutar
nomor lain saat ia menutup pintu kamar di belakangnya.
"Di sini kita pergi," kata Amerika, tersenyum. "Kami lebih baik menyegarkan
up!"
Udara di apartemen adalah tegang dan ringan pada
saat yang sama. Travis tampak sedikit terpengaruh, tergelincir di
sepatu dan tank top putih seolah-olah ia pergi untuk menjalankan
tugas.