A/N: Your Dreamer here again with chapter 3! Macy's point of view. Enjoy!
Chapter Soundtrack: Like Boom by Vita Chambers
I watched the rolling hills fly past.
Kevin had never answered my question. It was such a simple question. Well, it should have been to him. To me, it was so much deeper than 'why'.
Why was he doing this to me?
Why was he not talking to me?
Why couldn't he explain anything to me?
That 'why' could get me thinking for hours. I moved my eyes from the hills onto the road ahead of us.
"Could you at least tell me where we are now?" I sighed, breaking the hour-long silence. I stared down at my hands, which were tied like they were when I first woke up. I truly believed that I could easily break the rope, and I think Kevin knew that, too. I didn't know why I didn't try. Maybe because I had this nagging feeling that Kevin needed me for more than he was letting on. I would stick with him in this, for now.
Kevin scratched the back of his neck thoughtfully. I had to admit that it made me feel bad when I put him under pressure. Well, at least I wasn't beating him up with sports equipment. In fact, I hadn't had one fan moment since I woke up. Well, not counting the one I almost had when I'd opened my eyes to see his handsome face. But, luckily, instinct had more power over me than cuteness.
I mean, JONAS...ness. Yeah. Because saying cuteness would just be ridiculous.
"I think we're in Flagstaff right about now." he replied after a moment's hesitation. I nodded silently. It felt as if not another word was spoken for hours, while in reality it had only been a few minutes. All I could hear was the sound of my breathing mingling with his, and the occassional bump in the road against a tire.
All of a sudden, Kevin slammed the gas pedal down, lurching the car forward, and pressing my back roughly into the seat. My heart began to race as the road in front of us came hurtling toward the car at a much faster pace than it had been moments before.
"What are you doing?" I squealed, adjusting myself so that my elbow wasn't painfully being jabbed by the arm rest. When he didn't answer, I turned to look behind us.
A suspicious-looking black car was trailing behind, but quickly catching up with us.
"Kevin? What's happening?" I repeated, trying to wriggle out of the rope that clasped my hands together. With a grunt, I centered all of my strength and ripped myself out of the rope. Hearing the
noise, Kevin looked over to me.
"Holy crap!" he exclaimed when he saw the torn rope. A sharp pop souded near the back of the car.
"Oh my god, Kevin, they've got a gun!" I yelled, looking in the rearview mirror. He glanced nonchalantly at the mirror.
"Oh, you're right." he said casually.
"KEVIN!" I yelled, trying to get him to snap out of it. I shook my head when he turned to me flaunting a sheepish smile.
"So, Macy, don't freak out, but..." he trailed off, putting a hand inside his jacket. I almost fainted when I saw him pull out a gleaming silver gun. After he made sure I didn't puke or anything, he continued.
"I'm gonna need you to take care of the wheel for a few moments." he said as another bullet ping-ed off of the bumper.
"They have pretty lousy aim." he muttered as he tried to crawl into my seat. I decided to start moving before he ended up in my lap.
"Oh my god." I breathed as we switched seats. I straightened the car out and pressed down on the gas pedal as far as it would go.
"Macy, you're driving too fast! I can't get any aim. Bring it back down to 70." I slammed on the brakes, flying forward in my seat, then pressed the gas pedal again and brought it back up to 70 mph.
"Okay, I so did not say to do that. That guy almost shot me in the head because of that little delay!" Kevin complained, hanging halfway out the window with the gun flailing around wildly in the wind. I kept a steady pace driving the car while trying to even out my breathing. The hard hail-like pelts from bullets hitting the car became background noise to the quick rounds of shots made by my friend in the passenger seat.
"Sorry, just maybe a couple more shots. I'm so close!" I didn't even need to ask what he was talking about, because I didn't care.
I flinched when I heard a hissing noise from the car that was now close behind us. That hissing noise went away quickly and was replaced by a loud pop, which changed into a big BOOM.
"Speed up! Pedal to the medal!" Kevin yelled, pulling himself into the car. I could see the car go up in flames merely feet from ours, and did as I was told.
"I finally got their gas tank. It exploded." he explained, setting the gun aside and buckling up.
"What the hell is going on? Stop... SHOOTING THINGS!" I exclaimed, watching the burning vehicle behind us in the mirror. I continued watching it until it dissapeared in the horizon.
"You just... roasted PEOPLE! Why were they shooting at us?" I pleaded, putting a hand on my chest to slow my heart rate. He sighed, unbuckling his seat belt.
"Switch me." he said casually. I slowed the car down as we switched seats, then we both buckled our seat belts again. He brought the car up to a normal speed and set the cruise control for the stretch of straight road ahead.
"Kevin, why were we...you were shooting people... H-how did they...And then the tank..." I rambled, sucking in air like a maniac. Kevin took a quick look at me before taking his eyes off of the road to search for something in his car.
My breathing hitched when his hand brushed against my knee on the way to the glove compartment in front of me. I totally believed it was because of the situation at hand. Kevin quickly shut that glove compartment and opened the one that was between us.
"Um, just drink some of this. It'll help you calm down, I promise." Kevin said as he dug a vial out of the glove compartment that he'd opened.
"Okay." I breathed, grabbing for the tiny bottle. I popped off the cap and chugged the bitter liquid down desperately.
I blinked lazily, and when my eyes opened again, I could have sworn that there were three Kevins.
"Sorry, Mace." was all I heard before I passed out.
What can I say?
What can I do?
Everything's louder
When I'm next to you
Feels like I'm shaking
Room is earthquaking
Feels like the whole world is 8-0-8ing
A/N: Meh, sorry for the lame ending. I tried to incorporate some humor into this chapter so it wouldn't be too sad, but be warned: there may be some sadness in future chapters!
Your Dreamer,
Mo