Away~{A Minishaw and Minizerk fanfic}

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(Freezy's POV)

I feel so guilty.I was the one who got us into this mess.I was the one that chose to go up to this taxi and go with this driver.Now we are stuck in the never ending car ride with a driver who won't tell us where we're going or even stop the car.

I don't even recognise where we are.We aren't even in the central part of New York anymore.I glanced down at my phone to see it's 2:00pm.We have been in this car for 2 hours!What is going on?!Its definitely time to message the boys.We need to do something,NOW!

~•*messages start*•~

Calfrozen:Guys we need a Plan B and like now!

Harold:I already said,RING THE POLICE!!!!😐

Lux:What if it turns out fine then we've rang the police for no reason?!I don't think we should.🙊

Harold:Turns out fine?!How?!🤔

Lux:You never know he might drop us off or he might have took a different route...😶

Calfrozen:To where though Cal?!I didn't tell him where to go.😅😔

Lux:Sorta forgot about that one...😅😬

Harold:what's happening then guys?😵😳

Lux:I guess we'll just have to wait...⌚️⏰⏳

Harold:But...I'm getting bored 😐😩

Calfrozen:Anyways we've already waited over 2 hours is that not long enough?!😑😵

Harold:I know on google maps it says we are near Neptune,in Philadelphia!😭😓

Lux:WHAT ON EARTH!😨😱

Calfrozen:WHERE IS HE TAKING US?! 😧🤔

Harold:We should just demand to be let out of the car.It looks like we are in a main city now we might be able to find somewhere to stay for the night until we can get home.😬🙏🏻

Calfrozen:I'll do it...😬😵

~•*messages end*•~

Once again I spoke up but this time with more confidence.I was sick of this,you could tell in my tone."Sir,I demand that you let me and my friends out of this car right now otherwise, I will phone the police!"

At once he acknowledged me at this threat.He tilted his head slightly in confusion.How could he be the one that was confused,shouldn't we be the ones to be questioning his decisions?

His deep voice shook through me,the deepest voice I had ever heard.It was the exact representation of masculinity.He paused briefly almost fumbling over his words before making a bold statement.I couldn't believe my ears.

"Don't worry about where you are all going son,worry about what is going to happen.It ain't gonna be pretty,I can say that at the least."

Now I have multiple problems with that statement,

1.Why did he call me son?

2.Why should I not worry?!

And last but not least,
3."It ain't gonna be pretty."WHAT DOES THAT MEAN?!

I don't think I've ever been so scared in my life.Guess it's time to ring the police.We need all of the help we can get right now...