Chapter 67: Road Trip.
Chapter 67: Road Trip.
Amara's POV
We were still in the car and I still didn't even know what this meeting we were headed for was about, and I couldn't ask because we were quiet again.
I had made a joke about how if he kept driving so slow, we would never make it to our destination, and he snapped asking me to mind my business and let him drive.
He wasn't really driving slowly but he wasn't driving too fast either, so I wonder what made him snap like that. I heeded his instruction though and minded my business, keeping my face turned away from him.
I wasn't even mad that he had yelled at me, because it brought me back to my senses and reminded me of everytime he had shown me all I was to him.
A dumb employee.
Right now, we had stopped at a gas station because I had to use the bathroom.
“Hey Lila.” I called into my phone as I called Lila in the bathroom.
“Hey girl. You guys arrived?”
“Nope. I'm in a gas station bathroom right now because I had to pee.”
“Wait you guys are going by road?”
“Yup.” I rolled my eyes as I made quick work of washing my hands. “I was also really surprised too.”
“I'm sorry about that. It must be uncomfortable.” Lila sounded apologetic as if she was the one that had put me on this journey.
“Nah. It's actually not uncomfortable. He has a really nice car.”
“Okay.” She said in a questioning drawl. “But you really don't sound ecstatic, Amara. I mean, I know we're supposed to be hating him now but I didn't expect you to have lost all feeling for him. Is everything alright with you?”
I heaved a sigh and narrated everything that had happened as I walked round the gas station, buying some chips and soda that I was going to munch on in the car.
“That's so freaking horrible. What the fuck?”
“Mhmm.” I laughed lightly already feeling slightly better from talking to Lila. “Anyway, I'll call you when we get to…wherever the fuck it is we're going. I have to go now before he comes looking for me.”
“Okay babes. I'll pray for you so that you could have fun, alright?”
I laughed. “Yeah, sure. And I hope the prayers work.”
“Bye.”
“Yeah. Bye for now.”
I grabbed all the things I had gotten from the counter, paid and went back to the car.
“I thought you wanted to use the bathroom.” Lucas laughed as he stepped out of the car. “What's all this?” He pointed to the bag of snacks I was now holding.
Oh well. It seems like he had had a little reflection in the car and now wanted to be friendly again. It's too late for that though, so sucks for him.
“It's snacks. I got it because because of you and your silly little mission, I skipped breakfast and now I'm dying of hunger and have been on the road for the past four hours. So yeah, I got snacks during my little bathroom break.”
“I'm sorry. I didn't know you hadn't eaten.”
“Oh, no, it's fine. It's not like you had asked or even seemed to care, but it's completely fine. I'm sure you had breakfast and I'm happy for you about that.”
“Amara, I'm….”
“Oh no, it's fine. Now can you let me get into the car and out of this blazing sun.”
“Sorry.” He said and made to open the front where I was sat before I went to use the bathroom.
“Oh don't worry about that. I'll stay at the back.” I said and went ahead to pull open the door.
“Amara…”
I was beginning to feel bad at this point as I heard the pleading tone he was using.
“Lucas, it's fine. I just want somewhere I could eat comfortably without you staring into my brain.”
Fuck. For some reason that also came out rude.
Well, I guess fate didn't want me letting him off the hook yet and I appreciated that.
With a smirk, I hopped into the back seat and buckled my seat belt as I waited for him to get back in his driver's seat and drive us off.
The ride was a lot more quiet and awkward this time, but I didn't mind it because I'd gotten really tired and all I wanted to do was sleep.
I had my snacks and drink and in no time, I drifted off into a dreamless abyss.
•••••
“Come on. We're in a hurry. Don't let us drown out here.”
Was this a dream?
I whipped my head around to find where the sound was coming from but all I could see was blackness and the voice sounded muffled. Could it be that I was the one they were trying to save because I was drowning? I tried to take a breath at that moment but I couldn't. I was choking. I was dying. Lucas had driven us into a river.
Help. I wanted to shout, but I couldn't make a sound. I started thrashing and kicking in an effort to come up to the surface.
How did this happen? How had it gotten to this? Did Lucas fall asleep and drive us into a freaking ocean? Was this how I was going to die without even getting to say goodbye to Ezra?
“Amara, get up and stop kicking around in my car.” I heard a very booming voice that shook me the fuck out of that murky water.
With a gasp, I opened my eyes to see Lucas laying over me and using his arms to support himself so that he doesn't crush me under all those rippling muscles.
What the fuck? Why was I looking at his muscles, even if they looked really hot?
“Why are you above me?” I cried and kicked as it occurred to me that he was laying over me.
I calmed down and started feeling myself without touching myself to see if he had touched me without my consent.
“I'm not like that, Amara. I didn't touch you. I was only over you because I was trying to hold you from destroying my car with your weird thrashing. Now come on, we're at the hotel.”
The hotel?
I shot up from where I was laying and indeed we were in the parking lot of what looked to be a really big and really expensive hotel, which had me wondering. Could Lucas have turned down the valet just to save me from embarrassment?
Well, that was highly probable and it was probably to save his own face and not mine.
But why was I suffocating though? Was it just my mind trying to make the drown feel more real? Because I was breathing fine until I realized I was in an ocean in what was apparently a dream.
Oh well, it was all over now so I could as well just breathe fine and follow Lucas in before I go missing in this place I didn't even know. I didn't even know if we were still in New York City any longer.
Ugh. Fucking road trip.