Welcome to Minecraft! You'll Never Leave...
Chapter 8
I had been driving for about five hours before I started yawning.
"Here, I'll drive." Mitch said, and I stopped the car.
"Thanks." I said, sitting down in the passenger seat. It was silent for about five minutes until the thick layer of tension was broken by Mitch.
"Why did you let me help you?"
"You're Adam and Ty's friend also. It would be cruel to not let you help." He nodded.
"Of course," he said, looking at the GPS. "That makes sense."
"We have a long way to go." I said looking at the destination time.
"Yeah," Mitch said, "let's just hope there isn't any-" We rounded a corner, and were graced with a long line of cars. "Traffic." I pulled out a book, and started reading. "Do you have any extra?" I grabbed my backpack, and handed him the first book that I could curl my fingers around. "Is it good?" Mitch asked when I handed him the book.
"Great." I said, looking down at the pages of my book with interest.
I haven't read for fun like this in a while.
"How long do you think it's going to last?"
"A long time." Mitch said.
"Well, I've been wanting to read this for a while." I said, holding up my book. Mitch smiled.
"Well, then take your time." I smiled, and continued to read. "We're probably worrying a crap ton of people right now."
"Which is why I silenced my phone." Mitch laughed.
"The easiest solution, become antisocial, and worry everyone who cares about you!"
"Story of my life." I said, putting the book down.
"I take you home. Drive all night to get you home in time."
"Didn't think you had it in you."
"Ah, you know. One Direction..."
"That's what makes you beautiful." I said quietly. Mitch gave me a look of confusion.
"Seto, are you trying to say something?"
"I'm just saying you're beautiful." I said, smiling.
"If you want to say something just spit it out!"
"You're insecure... don't know what for!" We both laughed until a car horn honked. "You should probably go." I said.
"That would be a good plan." The traffic had thinned, but it still took an hour to go a mile.
"So, how about that air line food."
"Ah, you know. Airy and... liney."
"That's good... I guess." We sat in that line for a few more hours until the traffic started clearing. "Finally!" I said as Mitch picked up speed. "I never thought it'd clear up."
"Neither did I." I looked at the arrival time.
"That just added three hours to our arrival time. At the rate we're going we won't get to New York in time."
"C'mon we have a week. You don't need to act like we haven't been driving in shifts." I sighed.
"I guess you're right. I'm just really worried."
"I am too Seto." Mitch said, looking forward. I looked at the gas gauge.
"You're almost empty." Mitch looked down.
"Thanks." He stopped at the nearest gas station, and exited the front seat. I leaned my head on my seat belt, and started drifting off to sleep.
"Seto!" Mitch screamed. I opened my eyes, and nearly jumped out of my skin. Someone was trying to kill me while I was asleep! I did the first thing that came to mind. My fist connected with his nose, causing him to fall back. I unsnapped my seat belt, and grabbed the knife before the other guy could get his hands on it. He glared at me, and slammed into me. I kept the knife high above my head so I didn't accidentally kill myself.
"You two really are stubborn!" The person said, causing me to give him a sideways look.
"What do you mean?"
"We warned you at that hotel."
"I would classify that more along the lines as trying to beat the crap out of us."
"We warned you at that other gas station."
"You tried to kill me!" Mitch exclaimed.
"And this time you tried to kill me. That's not warning us. That's trying to get us killed."
"Look, what you're trying to do will get you killed. And it won't be at our hands."
"Our?" I asked.
"Yes. We're not the enemy."
"Then who is?" I asked. The guy looked behind him. I followed his gaze, and saw a person gesturing to him.
"I gotta go." He said, but I grabbed his arm before he could retreat.
"We're not done with you. You guys tried to kill us both. I think we deserve answers!" He wretched free of my hold, and ran off. I started to run after him, but Mitch held me back.
"It's no use Seto. He's gone. We might as well get to New York." I opened my mouth to retort, but closed it when I realized it was pointless.
"You're right. We have to find Ty and Adam." I climbed into the car, sighing as I put on my seat belt. "This has turned out to be a pretty crappy day." I said. Mitch smiled.
"Yeah, hopefully we can get to New York, and work through all this mess." I nodded.
"That would be great." Something beeped. My eyes widened. "Stop the car!" I screamed, and hopped out of my seat, and into the back. I shifted around until I found what was making the beeping sounds.
"What is it Seto?" Mitch asked, his voice shaking. I examined the device in my hands until it dawned on me what it was.
"Someone's been tracking us."
Woah! So that's how those guys were getting the jump on them sneaky.