Falling, Fallen (BoyXBoy) ✓ [COMPLETED]

Chapter Twenty Eight

Chapter Twenty Eight

I don't necessarily remember the car ride home, except the fact that Tina and Chey switched places while driving. The couple was arguing about something pertaining to food, but I nodded off a million times, or so. I really didn't care for the conversation; I only cared that I was in Jerick's rather pleasant smelling armpit. He rested his chin on top of my head, and held my hand over his tightened abdomen. It was oddly warmer than the rest of him.

"I love you," I mumbled into his dark sweatshirt. Jerick mumbled something back, but I was still too drowzy to comprehend the words. Rain tapped on the tinted windows of the car; it was music to my little ears. My boyfriend's grip on my waist tightened, when Tina suddenly slammed on the brakes. My head went into the center council of the car. It made a loud thud. "Ouch..." I grunted, holding the impact spot.

"What the fuck was that?" Jerick demanded at once, comforting my pained head and body. Tina and Cheyanne remained silent, only looking ahead into the pouring rain, which split the infinite darkness in half. He grew impatient, and snapped his fingers between them. "Helllooo? Earth to bitches! Answer me!" Cheyanne snapped out of her trance, and waved his thumb and fingers away from her face.

"Shhh!" Tina motioned to Jerick, who held me close to his hairy chest; the buttons on his shirt were opened, exposing the curly hairs. I blushed as I was pulled into his chest hairs. "Mmm... What's going on out there?" I asked while buried into my hulk of a boyfriend. There was no response from anyone in the car.  My ears perked up at the sudden silence. It was so silent, that I couldn't hear a breath from Chey, Tina, or even Jerick.

The rain turned into a downpour this time. From my peripheral vision, there was only the shine from a streetlight on the highway. I nudged up to Jerick's chin. He returned the notion by pressing his fingers against my lips. He was silencing me. "Hmmm?" I muffled questioningly behind his fingers. "Shhhh," Jerick snapped, forcing me to pout in defiance.

I looked up from the massive chest of my boyfriend, and saw it. Multiple pairs of eyes were surroinding the car on the desolate highway; it was highly unusual for the highway to be deserted. "What... the fuck is that?" I murmered into Jerick's prickly ear. "I don't know..." he countered softly. The ripples from his tone sent shivers up and down my spine. I buried my face back into his body.

I'll admit... I was too scared. I'm a pussy, okay? What the hell else would you do in this situation?

"We need to get out of here," Chey spoke, trying to remain as calm as possible. Her breathing was heavy, and off the charts. "She's right, Tina," Jerick spoke up. He sounded more demanding than Chey. Tina was still fixated on the glowing sets of eyes on front of us; they stood at over thirteen feet tall, or so. She started to fumble with the keys.

"Babe, calm down a little bit," Cheyanne demanded, resting a hand on Tina's convulsing shoulder. This in turn caused her to become less tense, under Cheyanne's touch. I hadn't realized the seriousness of the situation, until that moment. Tina and Cheyanne were actually afraid; it made afraid

The keys finally went in, and the ignition came to a whir. "Go! Go!" Jerick ordered, and frantically tapped the driver seat. Tina slammed the gas peddle to the floor; this time, I was sent into my boyfriend's solar plexus. Jerick gasped for air, as we accelerated down the empty highway. I stared out of the back window, to find that nothing was under the line street lamps.

"What the hell was that?" I asked into his sweatshirt. "I have no clue," Chey finally mumbled next to her girlfriend. She kept her eyes on the road, and didn't say a word after that. Jerick finally caught his breath, and I kept my hands on his abdomen. Even though I crashed into him, I still strayed from his mid-section.