They raced forward, picking up speed along the unfamiliar road.
“Where are we going?” Max yells brokenly towards the driver, her eyes wide and staring ahead, hands clenched tightly.
When there was no response, she glanced quickly at him. Billy was staring at the road, his brow furrowed, maintaining the same tense posture.
“Where are we going!??” Her voice rose, overwhelmed by the situation. Eyes darted back and forth between the road and him. She couldn't relax her hands. They were driving to an unknown destination, Billy was silent, and apparently the tension in the Camaro had reached its peak. At first, she'd only been scared, but now anger flared in her chest.
“Billy?!” Scream. This time, she turned her body completely toward him. She placed her right hand on the dashboard and held tightly to the seat with left.
“I don't fucking know!” Shouted back. He quickly glared at her, but from the wideness of his eyes, Max realized he was also confused. She stared at his profile for a few seconds.
Tears began to blur her vision. She took a shaky breath before trying again, gathering her courage.
“Then...what the hell...?” It came out hoarsely on the exhale. This time she didn't turn to face him. Anxiety washed over her again as her thoughts began to race about home. Her lips trembled slightly.
“I want to go to Mom!” Max said desperately, her voice rising again. She felt so uneasy about all of this.
Me too! Billy almost blurted out, but he held back, only quickly wetting his lips.
“Sit up straight already, we’ll get to the nearest town and figure it out there.” It was rude, but he slowed down.
Max frowned, we'll figure it out, what he was even talking about..
“Why not just turn back?” She spoke more quietly, no longer trying to shout.
Billy rolled his eyes, exhaling loudly. "You know perfectly well I can't." Without giving her a chance to answer, he added, "And no more questions." Then he flipped the tape over and turned up the volume a bit.
Max glared at him. What a jerk he was. It was annoying, but she didn't want to argue. Slowly, she leaned back, placing her hand on her hip and turning toward the window.
What was he planning?... Was spinning around in her head. They continued driving in this strange atmosphere toward the other state line, each one thinking about their own things.
After a while, the moisture left her eyes. She tried to breathe deeply and, at least a little, managed to relieve her anxiety. Her body no longer felt as tense as before.
Billy stared ahead, a multitude of thoughts occupied his mind. He tried to distract himself with the music and the passing landscapes, but he glanced in the rearview mirror several times.
What if... But it was empty there.
His fingers fumbling with the steering wheel, he glanced at Max, who was still looking out the window. He held his gaze briefly before returning to the road. At that moment, Billy truly began to doubt his decision.
(P.s.: Well, now I think Arizona wasn't the best choice as an escape route. Because it's close to the Las Vegas border, the checkpoints are stricter. And the Grand Canyon is nearby. So I thought maybe they'd drive through Utah to get around everything¯\_(ツ)_/¯
yupyup, I have unnecessary worries lool)
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