Disclaimer: I do not own the Hills Have Eyes, nor do I own the plot of the movie or characters of the movie. This is pure fanfiction, and I do not claim anything but the new characters, and a somewhat different plot.
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I was finally going to do it. I had the chance to go on a roadtrip and I was going to take it, whether my parents agreed to it or not. They really held no power over me anymore. I was eighteen years old, it was summertime, I had moved out of the house, and had money and a way to go. They could say no, but it wouldn't mean anything to me. They couldn't stop me. No matter how hard they tried to talk me out of it, no matter how much they threatened, or how much they guilted me, I wasn't going to stay behind and miss something incredible. I mean, this was a once in a lifetime chance, sort of.
On my way to my house, this is what I thought about. I knew when I got home that I'd call my parents. I didn't want to risk going over there and getting locked inside. It wasn't long before I pulled into my driveway. I got out of the car and walked into my house and straight to the phone. I picked it up off the reciever, but didn't dial a number, I just looked at the phone, thinking. Should I call them? Or should I just leave here without telling them? I could always just call them while I was on the road. But, it felt like lying for some reason, it made me feel guilty. I dialed their number.
"Hello?" I heard my mother's voice on the other end of the phone. "Hi, mom," I said. "Hi, Brittany, how are you?" She asked. I wanted the small-talk to end, already. "I'm fine, but that's not why I called." I paused for a moment. "I'm going on a trip. With some friends of mine. We're going to a concert in New Mexico." I said and I could just imagine her expression. She was going crazy on the other end. "No, no, no. There is no way in Hell that you are going to that concert!" She seemed to be going crazy, alright.
"You can't tell me what to do, anymore, mother! You have no power over me, anymore. I'm not your baby, anymore. Just let me live my life, not yours. I'm going whether you like it or not. So, you can say you love me and let it be over with right now or I'm hanging up right now and leaving." I said, defiantly. I felt guilty, now. For some reason, it felt so bad. Then I heard something on the other end of the line. My mother was crying.
"Please don't go, baby. I just want you to be safe, you don't understand." She said. "No, mom, you don't understand. You don't understand that I understand. You don't understand that I'm not a baby anymore. I love you, mom... tell me now, 'cause I'm hanging up." I said. I heard her crying, still.
"I love you." She said, crying. Apparently, dad wasn't home. He wasn't yelling in the background, that's how I knew. "Tell dad I love him, too." I said. "Okay, babe," She murmured. "I love you, Brittany, so much." She said. "I love you, too, mom, so much. Don't ever think I don't love you. I'll call you atleast one time a day, okay? Bye, love you." I said, hanging up.
After hanging up, my stomach was tied in knots. I felt so guilty. But, I told myself to keep going. I walked to my bedroom, got my stuff that was already in bags, and went to the car, locking the door behind me. It was a little windy outside and the wind blew a few strands of blonde hair in front of my face. I shook my head in the wind to shake the hair out of my face. I put my bags into my car and sat down in the driver's seat, pulling my cellphone out.
I hadn't used my cellphone on my parent's just 'cause I was procrastinating calling them. But, my friends were alright to call. "Hey, Kaylynn, I'm ready. So, where are we meeting?" I asked when I heard her greeting. "We're gonna meet at Jake's house, 'kay?" She said. "Okay, I'll be there in a few." I said and we hung up.
It didn't take me ten minutes to get to his house. He didn't really live far off. I pulled onto the curb, because there were vehicles everywhere. I walked to his door and knocked. Kaylynn opened the door and hugged me, closing the door behind me and pulling me inside. "Hey, Brittany! We've been waiting for you!" She said.
"I'm sorry, guys. I had to talk to my parents. Over the phone, of course," I laughed with Kaylynn and the rest of our friends, which were relaxing in different places in the living room. Kaylynn sat down on the couch, next to Jake, and I sat next to her.
"Okay, we're sorting out whose riding with who right now, and I've already sorted out where you, Jake, and I are gonna ride. We're takin' one of the trailers and Nick, Ashley, Jordan, and Melissa will drive the SUV that'll be towing us. Does that sound alright to you?" She asked. I smiled and nodded. "Yep, sounds fine." I said.
It didn't take us long to hammer out the details. Since there was quite a few people, we basically got the ones with cars that could tow to tow, and we would give them rented trailers to tow around. We ended up with three trailers being towed by three SUVs. A total of about eighteen people with us. Unreal, right?
But, we were unreal people. Crazy, party animals. But, we loved it and couldn't help being the way we were. We got on the road quickly after setting up checkpoints and decided to meet up in Fayetteville, which was quite far from Little Rock. The whole trip would take up to three or four days.
On the third day, they arrived in what looked like a deserted place. After they drove through the desert for a while, with Ashley on the phone with everybody, telling them where to go, they saw a gas station and Ashley told everyone to stop and fuel up and whatnot while we asked for directions. I walked inside and Kaylynn and Jake followed me. Kaylynn and Jake walked towards the isles of junk food and drinks and browsed. I walked over to the counter that had no cashier behind it. There was a bell so I rang it.
Out of the back on the store appeared a ragged, old man, who looked like he hadn't showered in forever. I suddenly felt a little afraid. When he arrived at the counter, I smiled to him, and he smiled back. "What can I do ya for?" He asked. "Well, my friends and I are on a trip to Santa Fe, and we've seemed to get lost. Could you give us directions to where we need to go to get back on track?" I asked. He smiled and nodded. "Of course." He said and pointed behind him. "Just follow that dirt road some more and you'll come across another dirt road. Go down that, and within thirty minutes or so, you'll be back on track." He said, smiling, looking innocent as ever.
I felt bad for having accused him of looking bad and being afraid of him. "Thanks so much, mister." I said. "So, why're ya'll goin' to Santa Fe?" He asked. "We're going to a concert." I smiled to him. "Ah, yeah. I don't listen to the music you kids listen to. I listen to old stuff, so I wouldn't know 'em. Good luck with your trip," He said, smiling. I nodded in thanks and smiled as my friends came up to the counter. They paid for their stuff and we left and got in our trailer after telling everybody what to do.
We followed the dirt road for what seemed like forever and then saw the road we were supposed to turn down. As we continued on for about five more minutes, I looked at an alarm clock and saw that it had been about thirty-five minutes since we left the gas station. I was suddenly feeling nervous.
And, suddenly, I was flung across the room, as was Jake and Kaylynn.We heard screeching, screaming, which was our own, and I got up after I thought we were safe and walked towards the door and opened it, afraid. I saw a trailer and SUV about ten feet from me. I hopped out and looked at the SUV that was towing us and wondered what happened. I ran up to them to see that they had run into a boulder. On the other side of them, I saw the other trailer and SUV tipped over. I didn't pay any real attention to it, though. I ran to Ashley's door and opened it. She was in the passenger seat.
I opened the door to see her unconcious. Nick was groggy and slow in motions, trying to unbuckle himself. Jordan and Missy were in the backseat, pretty much laying on eachother, bloody, and unconcious. I screamed when I saw them. Jake and Kaylynn came running to me when I screamed. They looked in the car and Kaylynn screamed and Jake started freaking out. He ran towards the tipped over trailer and SUV while Kaylynn stayed with me.
I ran to Nick's side and pulled open his door and unbuckled him and pulled him out of the car, onto the ground. "Are you okay, Nick? Nick, Nick!" I screamed at him. He put up a hand, as I sat, crouched beside him, who was now laying on the ground, his head in my hands. "Yeah, yeah, I'm alright. I'm just tired. Can I have a drink, too?" He asked. I looked to Kaylynn and she ran to get him some water. When Kaylynn got back, I turned around because I heard Jake scream. "Stay here, Kaylynn. I'll be right back," I yelled as I ran towards Jake.
When I arrived by him, I screamed as well. He had opened the door to the trailer and I saw Jessica's mangled body covered in blood. I hadn't known Jessica all too much, but we were good friends. "No! Why?" I started crying. I peeked my head in the trailer to see more than one dead body. Two people shuffled in the darkness of the trailer. Tyler and Lauren peeked their heads up and jumped out. I immediately hugged them, both, as did Jake. "Oh my God, what happened?" I cried.
Nobody could speak. We ran to the SUV that was pulling them and looked inside. Most everyone was dead. Two of the four in the SUV were just lying unconcious. We pulled them out and Tyler and Jake carried them towards our trailer. They laid them in the trailer on the couch and then Tyler went to get Nick, who was doing alright. Nick was standing already, so he needed no help. Tyler went off with Jake to the next trailer and SUV, as I tended to the unconcious people in my trailer. I got wet rags and put it over their heads, I tried to wake them up, I didn't know what to do. I never had to deal with this before. I suddenly remembered I had my phone in my pocket and decided to call and get help. I dialed nine-one-one, but my phone had went into some kind of vegetative state where it wouldn't do anything. I got so mad I threw it on my couch (and makeshift bed) and started crying. What was going on?