Passion On Wheels

I was nervous.

"Fine, get in," Eric called out.

He then turned to me and whispered, "Sit in the back."

"Huh?" I was confused for a moment.

"What are you hesitating for? Don't you want to get on with these girls?" He slapped me on the back of my head.

I quickly grasped what he meant and scrambled to the back seat.

The girls opened the door and saw I had moved to the back. The girl in black whispered something in her friend's ear, then slid into the front passenger seat. The girl in white hesitated for a moment before sitting next to me.

I took a quick glance at her. Her skin was fair, but her ears were turning red—probably from nervousness.

"So, what are two young girls like you doing out here on the Sunset Highway? It's not safe here," Eric started chatting with the girl in black.

"Are there wild animals or bad guys here?" she asked.

"Both."

"Oh, no! Are you two bad guys?" she teased.

"Do we look like it?"

"Not really, but if we run into bad guys, you'll protect us, right?"

"Of course." Eric chuckled.

"Hey, handsome, where are you putting your hand?" she suddenly said.

"I saw a mosquito on your leg," Eric replied.

My eyes went wide as I watched his hand make its way upward, and to my surprise, the girl in black did not seem to mind.

As Eric took the lead, I worked up the courage to talk to the girl beside me.

"H—hi, I'm Kevin Mayer. What's your name?"

She lowered her head even more. After a long pause, she mumbled and replied shyly, "Ginny White."

An awkward silence filled the back seat.

Meanwhile, it started raining like cats and dogs. Eric stopped making moves and focused on the road.

"Bad weather!" he cursed as he carefully drove into a tunnel.

The tunnel was quiet, muffling the sound of the rain. Then, as we reached the middle, a loud crash echoed, and the front of the tunnel suddenly collapsed.

"Oh, no—" Eric slammed on the brakes.

We were all frozen in shock. Ginny screamed and threw herself into my arms.

Suddenly, a heavy thud landed on the RV's roof, leaving a dent.

Ginny buried herself deeper into my arms while the girl in black, who was normally bold, looked pale as she huddled in the front seat.

Finally, the collapse stopped, and everything went pitch black.

"What bad luck! We can't be any more unluckier, can we?" Eric kicked the car door open and turned on the headlights.

What we saw made our hearts sink—the road ahead was entirely blocked by rocks, not even a crack left to squeeze through. The rear of the tunnel was no better—we were trapped.

"What do we do now, Eric?" I asked in a trembling voice.

"What else can we do? Call for help!" he snapped.

However, he found that his phone had no signal at all!

"Check your phones! See if you have a signal!" he barked at us.

We quickly pulled out our phones, but no one had any signal.

"We're doomed. We're done for!" the girl in black whispered in despair.

"Shut up!" Eric shouted at her.

She did not stop; it seemed like she was too shocked to process anything.

Eric was frustrated. He yanked her out of the front seat and slapped her twice.

That snapped her out of it. She looked at Eric, too scared to say anything.

"Enough, Eric. We need to figure out how to get out of here," I said while pulling Ginny out of the car.

Eric hit the car and said, "There's no way out. We'll have to wait for someone to come rescue us."

"How long might that take?" I asked in disbelief.

"Who knows? This road doesn't get much traffic. It could be ten days, maybe two weeks."

I was shocked and collapsed onto the wet ground.

Would we not starve to death?