Las Vegas Or Bust Chapter 10
After another three hours of driving, the group became eager and jumpy, Adam began to fidget in his seat. And Randy who'd been on a short fuse, finally turned to the Canadian.
"What the hell Adam? Can you please stop moving around so much?" Randy snapped.
"I have to use the bathroom!" Adam exclaimed in response.
Jeff sighed, and pulled over to the side of the road.
"... Why'd we stop?" Adam asked.
"So you can take care of your business, idiot." Jeff replied.
"I'm not going out there!" Adam declined childishly.
"Come on! If you have to go, then go!" Randy yelled.
"I said, I'm not going out there in public." Adam cringed at the thought.
"Adam, you jackass, just hurry up and go. No one's out there watching!" Randy screamed.
"No!" Adam retorted.
"Enough!" Dani shrieked, "Jeff, just drive to the nearest gas station and let Adam go there."
Jeff did as the woman commanded, and pulled away from the edge of the road.
*
Jeff pulled up to the gas station, and Adam quickly jumped out of his car, and sprinted into the gas station, in search of a bathroom.
"You know, if he would've just went out on the side of the road, we wouldn't be wasting all this time!" Randy pouted.
Dani threw her head back and sighed in annoyance, she couldn't believe she offered to go on the trip. She would've banged her head against the window, but her persisting headache prevented her from doing so.
Meanwhile, Adam was heading back to the car, when he spotted a lone cashier, reading her magazine nonchalantly, unaware of anything around her.
A sly grin stretched across his face as he made his way to the young average-looking cashier.
"Graveyard shift, huh?" Adam quirked an eyebrow.
"Yeah." She mumbled, keeping her hazel eyes on the brightly printed pages before her.
"It looks like it can get pretty boring around here."
Still unfazed, the woman nodded her head.
"Want to have some fun?"
"Excuse me?" The woman slammed her magazine down, and stared at Adam as if her were insane.
Adam wasn't swayed by the cashier's reaction, and continued. "I said..." He reached across the counter and twirled a stray hair around his finger. "Do you want to have some fun?"
Back in the car, Randy was growing even more irritated, and impatient.
"This bastard is wasting my time! I'm going in!" Randy snarled.
"No, I'll go in. You'd murder the man if you went in." Jeff said, getting out of the car, and heading into the gas station.
As he entered the gas station, he almost immediately noticed the cashier was gone. He glanced around to see if anyone else was present.
"Hello? Anyone here?" Jeff shouted, walking through the aisles filled with sugar-filled snacks.
No one answered, so he took the liberty upon himself to grab as many snacks as he possibly could. He was sick of the sight of fruit roll-ups and salt packets for the past six hours. He had to eat something else.
He was about to leave when he remembered he had to fin Adam. So he trotted over to the bathroom's door, cautiously trying not to spill his enormous pile of sugary junk in his hands. Jeff preceded to knock when he paused to listen to the strange noises coming from the other side of the door. It took him a while, but he realized what was going on.
On his way back out, he decided to yell obnoxiously.
"Since no one's here, I guess I'll just take all this delicious food!" No response, and with that he left.
Jeff entered the car, and Dani seemed ready to yell at Jeff as soon as she laid her eyes on the enormous pile of snacks he bought with him.
"Where the hell did- How'd you- " She silenced, the started again, once she realized what he did. "You stole them?! You idiot! "
"How'd you know?" Jeff said, grinning at his accomplishment.
"You don't have the money, I do! How much more of a criminal can you be?!" She became even more irritated when she saw his content grin.
"Who cares about the stupid food! Where's Adam?!" Randy interjected.
"Well... Either Adam's making love to his turd, or he's getting busy with the cashier in the bathroom." Jeff answered, stuffing his mouth with a Twinkie.
"Are you kidding me?!" Randy exclaimed in outrage.
*
Ten minutes later Adam entered the car, a grin stretched across his face.
"You stupid bastard!" Randy sprang for the over-confident man.
"What the hell man?! Get off me!" Adam exclaimed, trying to move back as far as he possibly could. But Randy's hands wrapped around his neck, and began to violently shake Adam.
"Why do you have to be such a fucking jackass?!" Randy screamed, he thrashed Adam's head against the window as he choked him.
"Randy... Stop choking Adam, I've got a headache." Dani groaned, attempting to lean back to lessen the pain.
"What- the- hell- did- I- do?!"" Adam uttered between every bang into the window.
"Can't you just keep it in your pants for two seconds?!" Randy squeezed his hands tighter around Adam's necked, earning a few disgruntling noises from the Canadian.
"Jeff, do something." Dani held her head in pure agony.
Jeff, who had filled every nook and cranny of his mouth with stolen food, turned to the two grown men fighting in the backseat.
He grumbled something unintelligible at the men, which would've sounded threatening if his mouth wasn't filled with food.
"For god sakes!" Dani exclaimed, getting out of the car, and opening the back door.
" Randy, stop choking Adam, or else I'll call my dad and tell him you forced me to come along." Dani growled through clenched teeth.
Almost immediately Randy stopped abusing Adam and sat back in his seat.
"Adam, get out, and get in the front, I can't trust you two in the back together."
In near silence they rearranged themselves, now understanding the limit Dani was approaching.
*
Four hours passed as the four were now on their tenth hour of the tremulous road trip.
Jeff was beginning to feel the damaging affects of his sugar rush, and was ready to fall asleep at wheel. So he pulled over to switch places with Adam.
As the two were switching sides, Dani sprinted out of the car, covering her mouth, and holding her stomach.
"What the hell?! Dani what's wrong?!" Randy's voice became defensive and rushed as he watched the slender woman sprint out of the truck.
Jeff jolted after her, concern consuming his thoughts.
Before Jeff could reach her, she fell to her knees and began to throw up.
"Oh lord, Dani." Jeff muttered, resting his hand on her back as she continued to heave.
Randy soon came running, his worried expression mirroring Jeff's.
Once she was done, Jeff carried her back to the car, where Adam was in the driver's seat, admiring himself in the car's mirror.
"I don't know why you guys made such a big deal, she's just carsick." Adam sneered.
"Shut up you jackass. I don't know why you didn't even come to check on her." Randy shot at him, getting into the passenger's seat.
"Yeah, and leave the car on the side of the road so it can get stolen." Sarcasm lacing Adam's words as he rolled his eyes lightly.
"Asshole." Jeff sneered back, carefully laying Dani across the backseat, resting her feet on his lap, as she drifted to sleep.
"Don't get you knickers in a bunch. I'm telling you, she's just carsick." Adam shrugged, starting the truck.
Jeff and Randy thought otherwise, however. Neither accepting the excuse that Dani was simply sick, both believed it was something far more serious.
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"What the hell Adam? Can you please stop moving around so much?" Randy snapped.
"I have to use the bathroom!" Adam exclaimed in response.
Jeff sighed, and pulled over to the side of the road.
"... Why'd we stop?" Adam asked.
"So you can take care of your business, idiot." Jeff replied.
"I'm not going out there!" Adam declined childishly.
"Come on! If you have to go, then go!" Randy yelled.
"I said, I'm not going out there in public." Adam cringed at the thought.
"Adam, you jackass, just hurry up and go. No one's out there watching!" Randy screamed.
"No!" Adam retorted.
"Enough!" Dani shrieked, "Jeff, just drive to the nearest gas station and let Adam go there."
Jeff did as the woman commanded, and pulled away from the edge of the road.
*
Jeff pulled up to the gas station, and Adam quickly jumped out of his car, and sprinted into the gas station, in search of a bathroom.
"You know, if he would've just went out on the side of the road, we wouldn't be wasting all this time!" Randy pouted.
Dani threw her head back and sighed in annoyance, she couldn't believe she offered to go on the trip. She would've banged her head against the window, but her persisting headache prevented her from doing so.
Meanwhile, Adam was heading back to the car, when he spotted a lone cashier, reading her magazine nonchalantly, unaware of anything around her.
A sly grin stretched across his face as he made his way to the young average-looking cashier.
"Graveyard shift, huh?" Adam quirked an eyebrow.
"Yeah." She mumbled, keeping her hazel eyes on the brightly printed pages before her.
"It looks like it can get pretty boring around here."
Still unfazed, the woman nodded her head.
"Want to have some fun?"
"Excuse me?" The woman slammed her magazine down, and stared at Adam as if her were insane.
Adam wasn't swayed by the cashier's reaction, and continued. "I said..." He reached across the counter and twirled a stray hair around his finger. "Do you want to have some fun?"
Back in the car, Randy was growing even more irritated, and impatient.
"This bastard is wasting my time! I'm going in!" Randy snarled.
"No, I'll go in. You'd murder the man if you went in." Jeff said, getting out of the car, and heading into the gas station.
As he entered the gas station, he almost immediately noticed the cashier was gone. He glanced around to see if anyone else was present.
"Hello? Anyone here?" Jeff shouted, walking through the aisles filled with sugar-filled snacks.
No one answered, so he took the liberty upon himself to grab as many snacks as he possibly could. He was sick of the sight of fruit roll-ups and salt packets for the past six hours. He had to eat something else.
He was about to leave when he remembered he had to fin Adam. So he trotted over to the bathroom's door, cautiously trying not to spill his enormous pile of sugary junk in his hands. Jeff preceded to knock when he paused to listen to the strange noises coming from the other side of the door. It took him a while, but he realized what was going on.
On his way back out, he decided to yell obnoxiously.
"Since no one's here, I guess I'll just take all this delicious food!" No response, and with that he left.
Jeff entered the car, and Dani seemed ready to yell at Jeff as soon as she laid her eyes on the enormous pile of snacks he bought with him.
"Where the hell did- How'd you- " She silenced, the started again, once she realized what he did. "You stole them?! You idiot! "
"How'd you know?" Jeff said, grinning at his accomplishment.
"You don't have the money, I do! How much more of a criminal can you be?!" She became even more irritated when she saw his content grin.
"Who cares about the stupid food! Where's Adam?!" Randy interjected.
"Well... Either Adam's making love to his turd, or he's getting busy with the cashier in the bathroom." Jeff answered, stuffing his mouth with a Twinkie.
"Are you kidding me?!" Randy exclaimed in outrage.
*
Ten minutes later Adam entered the car, a grin stretched across his face.
"You stupid bastard!" Randy sprang for the over-confident man.
"What the hell man?! Get off me!" Adam exclaimed, trying to move back as far as he possibly could. But Randy's hands wrapped around his neck, and began to violently shake Adam.
"Why do you have to be such a fucking jackass?!" Randy screamed, he thrashed Adam's head against the window as he choked him.
"Randy... Stop choking Adam, I've got a headache." Dani groaned, attempting to lean back to lessen the pain.
"What- the- hell- did- I- do?!"" Adam uttered between every bang into the window.
"Can't you just keep it in your pants for two seconds?!" Randy squeezed his hands tighter around Adam's necked, earning a few disgruntling noises from the Canadian.
"Jeff, do something." Dani held her head in pure agony.
Jeff, who had filled every nook and cranny of his mouth with stolen food, turned to the two grown men fighting in the backseat.
He grumbled something unintelligible at the men, which would've sounded threatening if his mouth wasn't filled with food.
"For god sakes!" Dani exclaimed, getting out of the car, and opening the back door.
" Randy, stop choking Adam, or else I'll call my dad and tell him you forced me to come along." Dani growled through clenched teeth.
Almost immediately Randy stopped abusing Adam and sat back in his seat.
"Adam, get out, and get in the front, I can't trust you two in the back together."
In near silence they rearranged themselves, now understanding the limit Dani was approaching.
*
Four hours passed as the four were now on their tenth hour of the tremulous road trip.
Jeff was beginning to feel the damaging affects of his sugar rush, and was ready to fall asleep at wheel. So he pulled over to switch places with Adam.
As the two were switching sides, Dani sprinted out of the car, covering her mouth, and holding her stomach.
"What the hell?! Dani what's wrong?!" Randy's voice became defensive and rushed as he watched the slender woman sprint out of the truck.
Jeff jolted after her, concern consuming his thoughts.
Before Jeff could reach her, she fell to her knees and began to throw up.
"Oh lord, Dani." Jeff muttered, resting his hand on her back as she continued to heave.
Randy soon came running, his worried expression mirroring Jeff's.
Once she was done, Jeff carried her back to the car, where Adam was in the driver's seat, admiring himself in the car's mirror.
"I don't know why you guys made such a big deal, she's just carsick." Adam sneered.
"Shut up you jackass. I don't know why you didn't even come to check on her." Randy shot at him, getting into the passenger's seat.
"Yeah, and leave the car on the side of the road so it can get stolen." Sarcasm lacing Adam's words as he rolled his eyes lightly.
"Asshole." Jeff sneered back, carefully laying Dani across the backseat, resting her feet on his lap, as she drifted to sleep.
"Don't get you knickers in a bunch. I'm telling you, she's just carsick." Adam shrugged, starting the truck.
Jeff and Randy thought otherwise, however. Neither accepting the excuse that Dani was simply sick, both believed it was something far more serious.
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