OC - Dakota

 Dakota felt her chest tighten when she got Fiona's text. She thought she might keel over. Here she was just off work, walking to her trailer, when to heard Fiona was hiding in a bathroom at a roadside stop.

"Call 911." Dakota shot back, but of course, Fiona said she couldn't. Before Dakota could think, she ran out into the little roadway leading to other campers and trailers. She winced, thinking she didn't know how to help.

"What's wrong?" It was Nav who stopped the golf cart near her driveway.

"It's Fiona," Dakota said she'd gone off with Matty. "She's scared. Why didn't she listen to me?"

"Where?" Nav was his calm self. 

Dakota said she mentioned something about going down the coast. A drive near the ocean.

Nav nodded. He said there was a truck he could borrow. They got in the golf cart, and he was in full throttle to make it around the bend where a construction truck sat at an old trailer that was newly gutted.

"We can use this."

Of course, it was a little rusty and crusty on the inside, smelling of gasoline and old men. Not exactly a leisure vehicle for a getaway ride.

Dakota didn't complain. She hoped Fiona didn't decide to chance it with Matty, again. Dakota did have to talk about Fiona to Nav, who rolled out of the trailer park quickly. Thankfully, he knew a shortcut. 

Dakota felt numb with all the excitement. She didn't even know if she locked her trailer. Soon, she texted Ezra to check on her place, and he wanted to know why. She texted that she was with Nav on her way to get Fiona.

"Why Nav?" His text made her wonder if he was jealous. Dakota only sighed.

"What's wrong?" Nav looked over at her as he kept weaving in and out of traffic. 

"Oh, Ezra." 

She nursed her bottom lip.

"You two have gotten close." He seemed indifferent.

"I know. I shouldn't. I really shouldn't have," she shook her head, no. 

"Never been kissed, has he?" Nav let a smile slip.

"Yeah, something like that." She looked a bit sad about it, as if she couldn't undo this with him now.

"Well, you know, it's OK to break up. He needs to know that feeling too." 

Nav was making good time. They were approaching the place where one could fill up with gas, use the bathroom, and, of course, enjoy a nine-course meal, complete with hot dogs rolling in the heat for the taking, along with an assortment of house wines in cans and twisted lemonades.

Dakota tried to nod, but she wasn't sure she was actually ready for that. 

"You know, he needs his first romance. You're just helping him get over Fiona, aren't you?" He pulled into the half-full parking lot then.

Dakoat sighed.

"Are you mad at me?" She wanted to know.

"I think you don't really know who it is you want the most," Nav told her. 

Dakota looked at him, puzzled, maybe even afraid to know.