Captive #Jachary *Completed*

Part 7: (IDK)

Hunter's pov

We've been driving for about 7 hours now and it's 4 in the morning. My eyes are so droopy I just want to shut them. Everyone else was sound asleep. Now I regret being the one to drive.

I couldn't take it any more I needed to rest. I drive off the highway getting off at exit 420. (420 4 life!!😂lol) I stopped at a gas station. I cut off the engine and screamed.

I screamed to get them all to jump up in panick.

"What! What's happening!" Shouted Daniel accidentally elbowing Corbyn in the nose.

Corbyn grabbed his nose, you could see his eyes start to tear up. "Ow!"

"Can one of you drive now. I'm getting tired." I said yawning and stretching my arms out.

"That's why you screamed?!" Daniel said in anger digging his nails into the driver seat.

Jonah got out of the car and opened the drivers door. "I'll drive. Move." He said as a hopped out and slides in the back seat next to Corbyn. I then fell asleep.

Jonah's Pov

Before I got back on the highway I filled up the gas tank. I look at my phone and get on Google maps and type in New York City.

Will get to New York city in 2 days. I start back up the engine and start driving.

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Jack's Pov

I wake up with my hands tied up behind my back. I sit up in the backseat and slowly opened my eyes.

I look out the window to see just darkness.

"Sleep well?" Said the guy, smirking at me through the rear view mirror.

"Who are you?" He started to twist his gray beard.

"The names Mason. And yours?" I ignored him and looked back out the window.

"I see." He said making a turn.

"See what? That your a fucking crimanal, and think I will give you my name."

"You over heared didn't you?" I hate this guy. I nodded.

He laughed a bit. "I already know your name for your information. Jack." I rolled my eyes.

"So, you and your little friends just been hiding out, from the police? What cowards." I said straighting my back.

"You can say that." He says and pulls out a gun from his bag and aims it at me. Holy fuck. "Now shut your mouth you faggot. Or I will shoot."

"Ok.ok. I'm sorry." He puts the gun in his bag.

(I need some ideas to write for the boys.) 💙

Ik it's short. I'm tired. I'll do more writing in the chapters.

Word count: 433