Revenging Morgan:My Chemical Romance Fanfiction

Chapter Eighteen: Non-Stop Driving

    "Okay," Gerard began with intent eyes glued to the road, " We have two and a half days to make it there. So we aren't stopping for anything." 

    "Even food," Frank asked in a bewildered tone. He always seems hungry!

    "Yes, food, gas, but no hotels."

    I wondered how long Gerard could do this be he couldn't any more. I should have a little more hope in him than I do. It was around one o'clock. We had passed by many signs with city names. Topeka, Manhattan, and Salina. Yes we were still in Kansas. Maybe I should take a nap. I don't know, it just doesn't seem like a great idea. I leaned back in the van seat, looked up at the the ceiling and closed my eyes. 

    A sign flashed by my window. I have no clue what it said. I had just woken up and noticed it was dark. 

    "Ray, what did that sign back there say," I asked him quietly. 

    "Welcome to Colorado. We made it here. It's almost one in the morning. Go back to sleep."

    "I don't know if I can."

    "Please try. It's late and I know you're tired. Even I am." After he said that I tried to sleep.

                                                                   **DREAM BELOW**

    I was pushed somehow. It was dark and cold. I screamed for my life. Then I saw the orange flames of Hell. Shortly my joyride was over and I crashed face fist onto the ground in front of the gates.

    "GET UP," someone growled from behind me and then prodded me to go in. I was then pushed against the wall and chained in. I couldn't move and was just barely able to breathe. I looked across the room and I saw a metal bar cage. Inside it was Morgan.

    "Help me," she cried out quietly in pain.

    "We're coming for you. I promise," I told her.

    Again I woke up with an awful scream. Everyone was startled. 

    "Are you okay. What's wrong," Ray asked me in a worried tone. 

    "It happened again."

    "What? What happened? Uh, oh my God, you look sick. Frank open the door, hurry!"

    All I know was that I was rushed out of the van with Ray behind me. I felt so bad and was ready to throw up. Ray knew what was going to happen so he pulled my hair back before it got puke stained. This whole trip was making me so uneasy.

    "I think I'm okay."

    "Are you sure?"

    "Ya, can we get back in?"

    With that Ray helped me back into the van. All I wanted to do was sleep again. 

    "You have to tell me what happened," Ray said worried. Mikey had started to drive again so hopefully the rest of them wouldn't hear what I had to say. As I racked my brain nervously to decide if I should tell the truth, I glanced from Ray to the window and back. 

    "Come on, please," Ray asked then leaned in to kiss me, but I pushed him off gently. He looked hurt.

    "It's just nerves and dreams....about Morgan," I said whispering the last part softly. I turned my head away in shame. This trip has been nothing short of messed up. 

     I turned back to Ray, "I'm sorry." I said and kissed on the cheek. I think he understood. Then I went back to sleep.