On The Road Again - Chapter 41

Earlier…

Jill looked in the rearview mirror for as long as she could see Isla. She couldn’t help but gasp and laugh at Isla slapping Kennedy, something she had wanted to do herself for a long time. For a while, Carmen didn’t say a word, but Jill knew a lecture was coming. She could see it brewing in her mom’s mind, and all she could do was sit and wait for the eruption of words.

Jill was surprised how her mom was holding out, given how relentless this hunt must’ve been for her. They were several hours from home, so she must’ve been driving around already trying to track them before Jill’s phone’s location was able to be seen. Now it was another long drive back through the night, and Jill knew her mom wasn’t going to stop for anything she didn’t need to.

As Jill shifted in the car's passenger seat, she heard the thick adult diaper crinkle between her legs. She glanced casually at her mother, unsure if she heard, before quickly remembering her mom knew everything, and there was no sense worrying about hiding it.

Jill didn’t take long to get restless and check her phone for messages. She began typing a message to Isla, hopeful that her mom wouldn’t take her phone away.

Jill: You gonna tell me the plan?

After a few long seconds, Isla replied.

Isla: I’ll keep you updated.

Jill sighed, not thrilled with that response. Isla said she would figure it out, but how? Her mom had her in her grasp now. She shook her head, angry at herself for leaving. ‘Why did I listen?’ she thought. ‘It’s just stuff, and I can get more stuff….’

“I’m disappointed, Jill,” Carmen said, finally breaking the silence. Jill didn’t know how to respond, so instead stayed quiet. “Running away, putting your future at risk before you even gave it a chance….”

“I’m 18, mom; my future isn’t at risk,” Jill mumbled.

“If you keep up this charade, it is!” Carmen’s volume raised. “Do you have any idea how irresponsible you’re being? How childish? Hell, given the way you’ve been acting, I’m not surprised you decided to wear diapers.”

Jill blushed. “This was just-”

“What? Was it a sex thing?”

“No, mom-” Jill started before her mother continued ranting.

“You know, your sister…she’s never really had it together. I don’t know where I went wrong with that one, but it seems like now she’s veering towards the right path. I was hoping that if she’s going in the right direction, you’d follow her corrected path. But now…I’m not so sure. This might be worse.”

Carmen stopped and looked at Jill, who was content just glaring out the window towards the night sky.

“Well, say something!” Carmen demanded.

“What do you want me to say?” Jill asked.

“Anything? Explain yourself! Say you’re sorry, say something!”

“Sorry,” Jill mumbled.

“Oh no, that’s not good enough.”

Jill rolled her eyes. “Sorry I ran away for a bit.”

“And dropped out of school behind my back and let Isla humiliate you by wearing those things,” Carmen tried to continue for her, but she finally said too much. Jill could take the lecturing; she’s taken plenty from Carmen before. As soon as Isla was talked down to, Jill took issue.

“Shut up,” Jill said, just louder than a whisper.

“Excuse me?” Carmen couldn’t believe it.

“I said shut up! Don’t bring Isla into this; she didn’t do anything wrong,” Jill finally matched Carmen’s volume and tone.

“And why shouldn’t I? She’s clearly affected you if you’re now wearing her diapers. Which, if I may say, I don’t think she actually needs. That girl is 21 years old; there is no way a girl that age would need diapers. Especially ones that thick.”

“You have no idea what the fuck you’re talking about!”

“Oh please, Jill, don’t tell me you believe her? I bet she made the whole thing up as a sex thing and managed to drag you into it to get herself off. I’ve heard of weird sex things like this before. I never pegged Isla as someone who would be a weirdo, but if I think back, something was always off about her,” Carmen thought through her theories, and Jill just got increasingly mad. She hated that her mother wasn’t far off, but at the same time, so far off it was insulting. “You need to stay away from her. In fact, I might even tell Kennedy to distance herself. I don’t want a weird sex freak around my daughters. Especially if she’s one of those lesbians too. Say what you will about your sister, but she’s certainly not a f-”

“-would you please SHUT. THE FUCK. UP!” Jill screamed to interrupt her mother. Carmen’s mouth remained open, but no sound was coming out. Finally, she closed it, shook her head, looked directly at the road, and kept driving.

“Okay. Take off the diaper,” Carmen said calmly.

“No,” Jill replied.

“Take. The diaper off. NOW!” Carmen demanded. Jill sat still, refusing compliance. “That’s it,” Carmen said and reached over to Jill’s side of the car with one hand. Jill fought her off the best she could.

“Mom!” Jill grabbed Carmen’s wrist, but she was persistent, grabbing at Jill’s waistband with her sharp nails. “Ow! You’re hurting me!”

Carmen finally pulled away and focused just on the road. “Take off the diaper now or so help me god, Jill, you’ll regret it.”

“No. It’s staying on. And you know what? I think I need diapers now anyways,” Jill responded.

“Don’t be ridiculous. You’re my daughter; I had you potty-trained before any of the other kids your age. There is no way you’d need diapers,” Carmen scoffed.

“I don’t know! Did Kennedy tell you how many times I peed my pants this trip?”

“She may have mentioned it.”

“Well, she doesn’t know how many more times I wet the diapers once I started wearing them. You see, Isla wasn’t doing it for a sex thing. She was helping me. I asked for the diapers once I knew she had them because I couldn’t control my pee!”

“That’s quite the story,” Carmen continued. “But those were just accidents. You don’t need them.”

“Oh yeah?” Jill asked, then suddenly pulled down her pants and sat in the passenger seat with just a diaper on.

“What’re you doing?” Carmen asked, casually glancing over.

It didn’t take long, but as soon as the diaper was exposed, Jill started pushing. She didn’t have much pee in her yet, but she needed to make her point and knew just how to do it. Only moments after she pushed, the warm trickle of pee began to hiss against the inner walls of the diaper’s padding. The car was dead silent, and Carmen could hear the piss rushing out. As soon as she heard it, she furrowed her brow and looked down at Jill’s yellowing crotch.

“Oh my god, seriously Jill?” Carmen asked, disgusted.

“Yep, seriously. I need diapers mom. And I won’t be using any kind of toilet anymore,” Jill said.

Carmen looked away from the saturated and yellowed padding wrapped around Jill’s waist and back up at the road. Jill pulled up her pants and looked out the window, smiling with satisfaction from her act of defiance. Her mother sat in angered shock and remained silent for a moment while she collected her thoughts.

“You know, I always thought I might have to pull this card with Kennedy. It never happened, but I tell you, it was close. I think it’s time we gave it a shot, though,” Carmen said cryptically.

“What’re you talking about?” Jill asked.

“Somewhere you’re going as soon as possible. Somewhere…that can set you right.”