Danger Days: Keep Running (Book 1 in the Danger Days series)

Chapter Four

Mikey's POV

I slammed the car door shut behind me. I pulled the door overs side door open quickly and moved the Pete guy off of the steering wheel. I let him fall to the ground unceremoniously, he let out a grunt as he hit the ground. I winced a bit before shrugging it off. Little fucker should have left me. I grabbed my helmet and pulled it on. I somehow managed to pull my bike out of the car by myself. I put the kickstand down and walked back over to Pete. I stared at him in thought for a bit before I made up my mind. I sighed and crouched down next to him. I took his gun and put it in my pocket, then I started to shake him awake. Violently.

"What the-? Ahhhhhh! Fuck that hurts!" He opened his eyes, quickly closing them again and grabbing his head.

"Get up." I told him, looking down at him.

He opened his eyes slowly, "Mikey-. I didn't catch your last name."

"And you're not going to." I told him turning away, "Now get the fuck up. We're leaving."

"Fuck. Really?" He asked me.

"No." I told him sarcastically, turning around to face him.

His face turned red, "Well, um. Yeah, okay. Coming." He jogged over to the car. I shook my head. "No-"

I smiled. So Pete isn't fond of motorcycle rides, "Come on Pete. It isn't that bad. Besides, I'm a great driver."

His face went from red to pale in seconds. I just straddled my bike and looked at him expectantly. He just put his head down and trudged over. He got in behind me and hesitantly put his hands around my waist. I smiled behind my helmet. This would be fun.

I drove slowly for a bit, just until I felt Pete relax that is, then I speed up. He immediately tightened his grip and pushed his head into my back. I laughed and sped up even more.

"Mikey!" He yelled at me over the wind.

I smiled and kept going. I don't think he could physically hold on any tighter than he was. I decided to test my theory. I sped up more and started taking sharp turns. I was wrong, he can hold on tighter. I laughed the best I could with him holding me so tight.

I made it back to the diner in record time. I drive around it a couple times just for the fun of feeling Pete hold on tighter when I turned. When I stopped around the back of the diner Pete jumped off immediately and ran to the wall, holding onto it and swaying slightly. I took my helmet off and ran a hand through my hair.

"How was that?" I asked Pete smirking.

"Mikey. I'm-" He stopped talking to run over to a bush to throw up. I frowned in disgust. "Kill you." He finished standing up.

I laughed lightly, "Not like that you aren't."

He glared at me, "Watch me." He staggered over to me.

I rolled my eyes at him, "Come on puke boy." I started walking over to the door of the diner. Pete followed mumbling under his breath.

As soon as I stepped inside I was greeted by Dr. Death Defying, or as we all call him, Dr. D, "Michael James Way!"

I froze, "Yeah?"

"Gerard was worried sick about you this morning. They went on without you." Dr. D rolled out of the radio room.

I was biting my lip so hard I could taste blood. I started to panic a bit. Let's make a list why.

Pete now knows my full fucking name.
Pete is here.
Dr. D is about to see Pete.
I can fucking feel Pete's eyes on me.
Fucking Pete in general.

Dr. D looked at us, "Mikey." Shit. Why was he so calm? I'm screwed. He even used my real name in front of him. "Who is this?"

"This is Pete." I told him stepping to the side. Pete looked extremely uncomfortable. He did a kind of awkward half wave type thing.

Dr. D smiled at the wave. I was in shock. What the hell was happening. "What did he do this time?" The question was to Pete.

I looked between the two in shock, Pete looked as shocked as me, "Oh. He um, he got into a clap with some Vampoids that went all Costa Rica, out on route Guano." Pete told him.

Dr. D looked back to me, "Mikey. What did I tell you last time this happened?" I threw my arms up exasperated. Was this really happening? Pete now probably thinks I'm a child.

I heard the car pull up. I sighed and dropped heavily into a booth. Time to get yelled at by Gerard again. I looked up to Pete, "You might want to get comfortable. Gerard's gonna be pretty pissed."

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I was working on the next chapter and how Gee thinks that Mikey's dead because of him and now I'm trying not to cry because I'm thinking of A Splitting Of The Mind