Okay, maybe it was just me that was curious to what happened to that poor hitchhiker girl (no, not Pepper) on the side of the road that shot herself...well, I wrote a fan fiction about her. I own nothing. I'm just a TCM freak.

"I'm not touching you!" Kenny yelled to me, as Mom cursed him from front seat of our Dodge Station wagon. She rolled her eyes at his stupidity. "Kenneth, stop bothering your sister. She has company."

"Thank you!" I breathed a sigh of relief. I looked back over at my little brother, who sat in a bucket seat in front of me. "Leave us alone, punk. Or you're road kill!"

He unmercifully flipped me off, before returning to the lame-ass geeky comic book he was reading. Little brothers…so annoying! I turned back to my friend Josh, who I had invited along for the road trip. The heat from the hot Texan heat had risen a few degrees, and Josh stripped off his blue collar shirt, revealing a tight white undershirt.

As he sat the over shirt on the carpet under his feet, he noticed how I was staring. His brow furrowed. "Oh," I could sense the surprise in his voice. "Um, I hope you don't mind…" He gestured towards the undershirt.

A small smile crept across my face. "No, not at all." Really not at all. Seeing Josh nearly topless brought back old memories, both good and well, not so good. But those we're in the past…and now there was nothing to look forward to, but the future. And a bunch of cornfields…I shifted my weight in the backseat to have a clear view of the windshield. Damn…where the heck were we?

"Um, Dad?" I spoke up, crawling into the seat next to Kenny from the back. Kenny's nose wrinkled in disgust. "Go back to your boyfriend, faggot." I chose to ignore that comment…at least for the present time. I was sure it would get brought up in the car again sometime today. I turned back to Dad, who was now half turned around in his driver's seat to talk to me. "Hmm?" He replied.

"I don't mean to be rude, but where are we?" Out of the corner of my eye, I could see the flashing fields of tumbleweed from out of the windows. That had to be the fifth one I had seen in ten minutes.

Mom quickly pulled out the pocket map that was in the glove compartment, and her compass. "According to this, we should be approximately 25 miles from the nearest city, Eaton." Suddenly, I saw her face wrinkle up, as if she was confused. "T-that's strange." She glanced over at Dad. "This map says that Eaton is north, but this," She held up the compass. "Says that we are headed east."

Dad shook his head. "That can't be, we set the roads out on this trip before we left Dallas. Don't worry honey." Mom didn't get any better, and continued to stare at the compass. "Come on honey, it's an old compass," Dad reasoned. "I'm sure it is just off balanced." He grinned and turned around to see me and Kenny. "Okay kids, nothing is like a road trip without music.

Kenny and I groaned. "Gosh Dad, no! That is so lame!" I tried to talk him out of it, but once my father's mind is set, it's set. Trust me…I tried to talk him out of having Kenny. Its hard having a little brother whose 5 years apart.

"Nonsense!" Dad put a tape into the 8track, it was some band that I had never heard of and that probably went out a WAY long time ago. The noise filled the speakers, until everything else was all a blur. Hopelessly, I returned to my seat in the back with Josh.

He placed his hand on my knee and smiled. "So what's the verdict?"

My body shivered as his hand ran up and down my thigh, underneath my yellow sundress. I completely forgot what was happening. "Um…" I sputtered out. "T-they don't know where we are." I sighed as he returned his hand back into his jean pocket.

He rolled his eyes. "Figures…"

My mouth bobbed up and down, as if I was going to say something. So I swatted him with a magazine that I had been reading, playfully. "What is that supposed to mean?" I pretended to be hurt and stuck out my bottom lip, turning back towards my window.

I felt his arms wrap around my shoulders, as he tried to turn my attention towards him once more. Good…I had him just where I wanted him. I had a tendency to ruin the moment, so I bit my bottom lip to keep from giggling. He brushed my bangs out of my eyes. "I was just kidding around…"

Very blushingly, I shifted my weight over so that I was facing him. "Just kidding…" I repeated monotony, as I began to lean in to him. It was just like old times, back when we used to be dating. But that was a long time ago, two years next month to be exact. I didn't want to admit it to myself, but I knew the real reason for inviting him on the trip. I mean, sure he is my best guy friend. And he's super fun to talk to, and he's such a gentlemen…but I knew. I had hoped that maybe I could spark what had been lost two years previous.

And right now, leaning into him so that our breaths become as one, I was sparking…a whole bunch. He too was leaning in, and my cheeks turned red as I imagined what would happen next. We were almost there…when all of a sudden the car lurched, making an awful thudding sound.

"What the fuck!" I screamed, being thrown into Kenny's backseat. Josh was thrown into the crack between the two seats in front of us. I looked up to see Dad frantically trying to get the car back on the old dirt road.

"What's going on!" Kenny yelled, holding the back of his head. I guessed that he had been thrown into the window.

Suddenly, the car stopped abruptly and I coughed from the fumes of the gas. Kenny swung open the door and both I and he hurried out, Josh following.

Dad was standing in front of the car, the hood up while Mom fussed over Kenny, who had a small bruise from the collision. "Get away from me…" He mumbled, trying feebly to push her away.

I took a peek at my surroundings and saw that we weren't on the road any longer, in fact pretty far from it actually. Ahead, I saw the break in the fence that must have caused the collision. We were standing in front of some old Mill that looked like it hadn't been in use in like, a decade. But what was really strange, was that another car sat beside ours, as if something similar to us had happened before.

In my mouth I could taste blood, but I really didn't know where it was coming from. I wasn't hurting or anything in there. Suddenly, Josh touched my shoulder. I jumped slightly, still agitated by the accident. "Whoa," He tried to comfort me. "Are you okay?" He took an overview of me, making sure.

I jerked away, not really in a romantic mood. The weather was too hot, and I was getting a major farmer's tan. "I'm fine…" I started to walk away, but he grabbed my wrist.

"No you're not." He quickly retorted, twisting me back to face him. Gosh, how could someone look this good in heat that was so bad? He took the heel of his hand and wiped just underneath my nose, showing it to me. Blood…I quickly realized that my nose was bleeding, and dripping into my mouth. "Oh gosh…" I ripped open my bag, to find a small compact to survey the damage. But Josh was too quick. He swiftly jerked up his white undershirt that he was wearing, and wiped the remainder of the blood from underneath my nose. "There." He smiled, his hands on his hips. "Now you're fine."

I didn't find any of the situation humorous. So I just marched through the overgrown grass over to Dad, Mom, and Kenny.

Dad looked helpless, as he scratched the top of his head in confusion. "I don't understand…the ignition's torn, the breaks are all messed up, and the gas meter's on E…it just doesn't make any sense." Kenny looked over at the car next to us. "It's a Chevy Firebird, about 15 years old." He said nattily, considering he was an expert when it came to cars.

"15 years?" I blurted out. Someone had just left their car in this forsaken town, for 15 years? Where was the owner? An eerie feeling rushed over me, and I had a sudden urge to keep an eye on the old Mill.

"Yep…" Kenny sighed and returned to our car. "So, when do you think it will be fixed?" Dad groaned and ran his fingers through his balding hair. "I have no idea. We are going to have to go find a mechanic, I suppose. There has to be one around here somewhere." I put my hand over my eyes to block the sun, and spun around. I hadn't remembered seeing a house on the way through here, much less a mechanic.

He turned to Mom, who shrugged hopelessly. I felt so bad…I wish I could have helped. But instead, I stood there, chewing on my dirt-ridden fingernails. Finally, after a long period of silence, Dad spoke. "Well…it's apparent that this car ain't going nowhere, so me and your mother are going to have to go find someone to help us out." As he said this, I glanced over at Kenny, whose mouth was at his knees. I knew that deep on the inside, even though he didn't show it, Kenny was scared shitless.

"Well, we better head out, if we want to make it back before dark." Dad sighed, as he pulled a handgun out of the back trunk. Dark…I glimpsed down at my leather wrist watch, and realized that dark would occur in only a few hours. Then, out of nowhere, he handed me the gun. "Take this…I hope you don't have to use it." It pained him to leave his two kids behind I know, but I reluctantly took the gun.

As they left, Mom turned to me. "Take care of Kenny…we'll be back as soon as we can." And they walked off…me and Kenny watched in silence as they disappeared into the now-oranging sky. Behind me, I could hear Josh, fumbling around in his tote bag.

"What are you doing?" He was leaning over, and abruptly stood up with an old pocket knife. I shuddered at the thought of why he would need it. "Just incase…" He shrugged.

I stood there, as mosquitoes bit into my flesh and the heat pounded my forehead. Mom and Dad were gone, and it was just me, Kenny and Josh. Boy, it had been a long day. In the distance, I could hear a buzzing sort of sound. I just blew it off…probably a lawn mower or weed cutter or something.

Little did I know, I was WAY wrong.

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