Welcome to Minecraft You'll Never Leave...
Chapter 15
Things were tense after that. Mitch barely said anything to me which left Alesa wondering what was going on. Neither of us explained.
"Alright." Alesa said two nights later when we were staying in a hotel somewhere in West Virginia. "I want to know what's going on." We were both silent. She sighed.
"We had a fight." I said simply. "It was pretty bad."
"What happened?"
"Stoof."
"What kind of 'stoof'?"
"Stoof that made us mad at each other."
"You are so helpful."
"Thanks." I said, cracking a smile.
"Listen, you two need to start talking to each other." Alesa said.
"We have no reason to." Mitch said. "We've been doing fine these couple of days."
"Have you really?" Alesa asked. I knew the answer to the question. No, we haven't. The ride feels like it's taking longer, and I can barely sleep. I think the same thing's happening to Mitch since he doesn't drive nearly as far as he used to.
"We've been doing fine." Mitch ensured her. Alesa had a look of doubt on her face.
"You're lying aren't you?"
"No," Mitch said, standing up. "We're not lying!" He walked away.
"Alright Seto, you're going to tell me everything." I sighed, deciding that resistance is futile, and told her everything.
"Really?" She asked.
"Yeah,"
"What I think you two need to do is talk it out."
"He's mad at me, why would he want to talk?"
"Because he probably wants you to talk to him about what the crap is happening."
"How do you know?" I asked, eyebrow raised.
"I'm magic. That's how." I smiled.
"Do you have sorcerer in your name?"
"Possibly,"
"Not." I finished for her while standing. "I think I'm going to talk to Mitch."
"And then you'll tell me how awesome it worked out."
"Maybe," I said, doubting that Mitch will want to talk.
I opened the door to the room Mitch and I shared. He looked up, but then back down.
"Were you expecting someone else?"
"No," he said simply. I sat down on a chair across from him.
"I wanna talk." Mitch didn't look up. I took this as an opportunity to start. "I know you're mad at me about not talking, so I decided that I might as well tell you what's been going on."
"I'm listening."
I told him about the dream. "I-I didn't want to tell you, because..." I paused trying to think of why I didn't tell him. "I honestly don't know why I didn't tell you. I was probably embarrassed." Mitch smiled.
"Well, I'm glad you told me." He stood up. "Now, if you'll excuse me, I'm going to bed." I didn't feel particularly tired, so I just pulled my phone out of my pocket and used it as a light so I could read.
All I had to do was tell him what was going on? That can't be possible.
I tried to concentrate on my book, but that thought kept nagging at the back of my mind.
I finally gave up and just put my phone and the book away.
We're almost at New York. This'll all be over soon.
"But it's only beginning Seto."
My eyes snapped open and I found myself in a room that I didn't recognize.
"Where-where am I?" It was dark limiting my sight to just a few feet in front of me.
"That doesn't matter." I looked around to try to find the voice. It had to be here somewhere.
"You're not going to find me." She or he said. "I'm a figment of your imagination."
A figment of my imagination.
"Then that means I'm in a dream."
"I suppose so." The voice said. I tried to concentrate, but no matter how hard I tried the source of the voice wouldn't reveal itself.
"Why isn't it working?"
"I don't know. Maybe your mind doesn't want you to see me."
"That's insane!" I snapped. "Why wouldn't I want to know where you are?"
"It could be possible that your mind can't reveal me."
"How could my mind not be able to reveal you?"
"Because," she sighed. "I'm not made by your imagination." My eyes widened.
You have to wake up! C'mon Seto!
"How are you not made by my imagination?"
"I can't tell you that now when you're so close to the answer." I turned away, trying to wake myself up.
"Now if you'll excuse me," there was the sound of fingers snapping, followed by the room spinning. "I have a different matter to attend to."
I bolted up, covered in sweat.
"How is she in my mind, but not in my mind?" I looked at the clock.
2:18
I sighed, not wanting to go back to sleep, but figuring it would happen anyway. I wanted to start reading again, but looking at the book now, I lost all appetite for reading.
Nothing seemed appealing. Eventually I just decided to lay in bed, trying to trace shapes in the ceiling. After about ten minutes, or however long I had stared, I had found two squares, a crooked rectangle, and three triangles.
This is getting boring.
A yawn escaped my mouth, so I pulled the covers over myself again, and tried to fall asleep.
I couldn't.
"This is the most frustrating night I've had since this trip started. It's starting to get annoying." I grumbled, standing up.
I walked to the bathroom, and sat on the toilet seat. I don't know why since I don't have to go. I think I just need to clear my head.
In the same place other people have relieved themselves. Genius.
I just shook my head, trying to find a way to make myself fall asleep.
"Dude! Wake up." Mitch was shaking me. I opened my eyes to find myself on the same toilet seat as when I had just woken up.
"Oh, hi Mitch." I said, trying to manage a smile.
"Why are you on a toilet seat?" I sighed.
"I couldn't fall asleep."
"So, you go to the place where other people have taken a dump?"
"I thought the same thing, just not exactly the way you said it." Mitch smiled.
"Well, I hope you had a nice nap."
"My neck and butt hurts, so I can say that nap was average."
"That's good." I stood up, rubbing my butt.
"We should get going." Mitch nodded.
"Yeah," he grabbed his backpack, and I grabbed mine. "Do you think Alesa is awake yet?"
"Probably not." I said.
"Then I guess we'll just have to wake her up." Mitch smiled.
"I suppose so."
We both walked to Alesa's room, and knocked on her door.
"Five more minutes Adam." I heard her groan.
"We're not Adam!" I called.
"Seto, what are you doing in my-" She paused. "Oh right, just give me twenty minutes and I'll be ready to go."
"What are we going to do for twenty minutes?" Mitch asked.
"Get some breakfast. I'm starving."
"Did all that sleeping on the toilet work up an appetite?" I laughed.
"Yes. Yes it did." I left a note on the door telling Alesa where we would be, then followed Mitch to the dining hall.
"This food tastes a lot better than it did last night." Mitch remarked.
"Probably because you aren't all angsty." He raised an eyebrow.
"C'mon, we made up! You don't have to keep talking about it."
"Obviously I do since it bothers you." Mitch groaned, causing me to laugh. "I'm just kidding. I'll stop."
"Thanks," he took a bite of pancake.
"Hey guys!" Alesa said.
"I thought you said it'd take about twenty minutes."
"It did take twenty minutes." I looked down at my watch.
9:33
"You're right." She smiled, sitting down across from us.
"I see you two have made up." Mitch and I looked at each other.
"Yeah, I think so." I said.
"That's good." She stood up, and went to get some breakfast.
"Were you having trouble sleeping?" Mitch asked.
"Yeah, that's why I was on the toilet."
"What was wrong."
"I had this weird dream."
"About..."
"Some voice I couldn't control."
"You have the weirdest dreams."
"I know," I picked at my breakfast. "I wish I could explain it."
"Do you think it's because of all this?"
"Probably. My anxiety can get the best of me sometimes." Mitch nodded, but didn't say anything. "Is something wrong?" I asked, head cocked to the side.
"No," he said, poking at his breakfast. "Nothing at all."
"You sure?"
"Yeah, I'm just thinking." I just sighed.
"Okay, whatever you say." I mumbled. Alesa returned, noticing that we weren't talking.
"What's wrong this time?" She asked.
"Nothing." We both said at the same time. Alesa raised an eyebrow.
"This time it really is nothing." I assured her. Mitch nodded, still picking at his food.
"Well, then I guess I won't have to give advice again."
"You probably won't have to again." I told her. "We've worked out our differences."
"Yeah," Mitch said. "We're friends again." Alesa just rolled her eyes.
"Just tell me when you stop being friends okay?"
"No problem." We both said at the same time.
This took forever! All just because I writers block when I was writing the ending...
I feel bad.
But, this was about how long it took to write a chapter. Give or take a few days. But I do think it won't take as long since I do have the next two chapters started.
You'll thank me later. So, as always, later Legends!