Black Infinity (Don't you wish, You couldn't wish)
Chapter 2 TWO
“Hey man, I’m thirsty, you said we’d stop and find a place to rest hours ago,” Pete said, dragging his feet along behind Mikey.
“Will you quit your bitchn’, I’ve almost found it.” Mikey replied.
“What, what are you trying to find, why won’t you tell me, and why the hell are we in the middle of nowhere?” Pete asked.
The two escapees where currently in the Black Rock Desert area of Nevada.
Mikey found a spot on the ground he seemed to like because in a very quick motion he hit the ground with the heel of his shoes over and over again.
“What’s going on now, have you finally lost it man!” Pete said whilst ruffling his hair and then mumbled “I knew I was always the sane one.”
“Pete, would you help me out, I think I’ve found it.” Mikey said.
Pete rolled his eyes but helped anyway. They kept hitting the ground with the heel of their shoes but nothing was happening, except for small pieces of dirt being thrown around.
“This is making me thirstier and now…hungry.” Pete whined.
“Shut up.” Mikey snapped back.
Suddenly the dirt fell from under their feet and the boys were falling also. Pete found himself laying half on top of Mikey’s body.
“GET, your, ass, OFF OF ME!” Mikey said loudly.
Pete got up and brushed himself off. Then Mikey did the same. They had fell about a floor down into an area that contained a smaller than average door. Even Pete had to bow down to go through it. Mikey held the door open while he lit an oil lamp that was near. He closed the door and walked farther into the place to light more lamps.
It looked as if they were in a tree house except for the fact that there were no green leafy trees around, and every time you took a step small amounts of dirt would seep in through the walls. There was three small rooms closed off by drapes: a sitting area, a food area that had dried up fruits and things that wouldn’t go bad out in the dry desert climate, and a bedroom with one real sized twin bed.
“Isn’t this place perfect” Mikey said to Pete who was sitting in a rusty old chair.
“For what, what are we going to live here and hide out for a while?” Pete asked with a confused look upon his face.
“No, it’s perfect to hold a person captive.” Mikey said while smirking at Pete, than began to look around more.
After Mikey walked away, Pete’s smirk that he was giving back to Mikey faded and he swallowed hard.
A/N:Short again I know....still let me know what you think...review! :)