-Chapter 50-

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a/n:

I'M RUNNING OFF OF HOMEMADE COFFE AND AND 3 HOURS OF SLEEP FOR THE PAST 2 DAYS.

MY GRADES ARE DROPPING AND I'M STRESSED THE FUCK OUT.

TIME TO WRITE A FUCKING CHAPTER.

BECAUSE FUCK YEAH.

ps im so fucking pissed with wattpad i had so much god damn trouble with this part publishing and it published it when i didn't want it to like wattpad i love you but pls

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[pewdie's pov]

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We've been driving for a long, long time now. At least, it really feels that way. It isn't the bad kind of long to me, like the kind that I usually experience. The I'm going to bang my head against a wall kind of long was completely different than what I have experienced with this trip.

This infinity of waiting and time-consuming direction following make me even more thankful that I'm alive and here with the people I love. All this driving has given me plenty of time to think about the choices I've made that have gotten me here.

I wonder if Nate and Cry are having the same thoughts.

I stare at Cry, who is extremely focused on the wheel. We passed through the Appalachian Mountains yesterday, and throughout the days the many states that stood in our way of getting to Colorado. Now, as we cross the border, Kansas to Colorado, excitement blares up inside me more than it has in all of this. The call to go to a place that's bigger than us, in mass and in soul.

The mountains and snow have different effects on people, I'm curious to see what happens to Nate and Cry.

>>>>

"Do you think here is an okay place to stop?" Cry asks, breaking the silence that had haunted the car. His voice, which came out of nowhere, made my jump with shock. Cry laughs briefly at me.

"Where are we?" I look out the window to see a sign saying Loveland flash by. "Oh. Right. Turn here." I point to a road that turns and seems to lead right to the mountains. Cry puts down the sun shade even though there's no sun. I look at him curiously.

"They're kind of intimidating," he says simply. "Can we switch, do you think? You drive instead?"

"Sure," I say gently, understanding that he's a little overwhelmed. He pulls over and we switch seats. Nate is still asleep in the back, he fell asleep a while back. I'm kind of thankful he's a sleeper on this trip instead of constantly talking and pointing things out. Kind of like I have been, according to Cry.

What can I say? Annoying Cry is a fun past time. Especially since I know he'll love me even if I tease him all the time. I sneak a peek at him from the corner of my eye. His eyes are closed, lips slightly parted. He would look peaceful to anyone who didn't know him as well as me. I can see the stiffness in his form still, and if he opened his eyes I'm sure I'd see doubt.

The road leading up is winding and seemingly never ending. It lasts for a long, long time. Cry sits up once to turn off the air conditioning, as the air is getting increasingly colder. Nate is shivering in his sleep.

"Are we almost there?" He asks, breaking the silence again. I nod and give him a side smile. "Okay, thanks." I hate the silence so much right now. I've felt this feeling more than once and it's starting to worry me. Something is going to happen, my brain screams. Something bad. Something unpredictable.

"Cry, you don't have to be worried. You get used to here. It's a lot different than the city, but... I think you'll belong here. I think we will all belong here." He blinks and just stares at me. "My mom used to tell me that even if you've never been to the mountains, there's a part of you hidden here that you have to find."

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