It had been a year since Carrie had stumbled upon Tommy and his family and she still remembered the first time she had come to the house with Sheriff Hoyt and how the whole journey began. She was with three others, Mike, Sarah, and Jim. Sarah was her old friend from school and the others were two guys she had met at a club. They tried to convince her to come with them on a road trip to Louisiana and Sarah agreed without question. Carrie had not wanted to go but Sarah pleaded with her and promised she would have a good time. Finally Carrie gave in. The first night they stopped at a small motel and got two rooms. Sarah decided to share with Jim leaving Mike and Carrie with the other room. Carrie felt uncomfortable since Mike had kept giving her lustful gazes throughout the day and would always grab his crotch when no one was paying attention but what was worse was the fact that there was only one bed in the room. Lucky for Carrie, Mike had got himself drunk earlier in the day and was passed out on the bed. Quietly Carrie put her things down and took a shower before changing into her night gown. She slept on the other side of the bed far away from Mike who was loudly snoring. A few minutes later she had finally fell asleep.

A few hours into her sleep Carrie suddenly felt a warm sensation caressing her body. She moaned lightly and shifted her position welcoming the heat, and then she felt herself being crushed in between something and the bed. Her eyes flew open in alarm and she saw Mike naked and on top on her sucking on her neck and feeling up her nightgown. She struggled against him but he grabbed her wrists tightly.

"Struggle and I'll fucking kill you," he said with a dark and threatening tone. Frightened, Carrie remained stiff and looked away as he violated her. She tried to hold back the tears as he entered her, taking her virginity, but the pain was too much for her to bear. Mike moved in and out of her without a care and grunted loudly so her sobs couldn't be heard. When he was done he wiped her tears and kissed her on the lips gently.

"Don't cry, it always hurts the first time," he told her. Carrie didn't say anything. Mike smirked and held her in his arms and soon he was fast asleep. Carrie stayed awake for the rest of the night.

The next morning while Carrie was in the shower Mike came in behind her and wrapped his arms around her waist. She froze, too afraid to move. He grabbed her left breast with his left hand and slid his right hand in between her legs. Carrie remained perfectly still and tried not to make a sound as he inserted his fingers inside her. It wasn't until she felt him press up tightly against her that she jumped and let out a small gasp and Mike moaned loving the feeling of her trembling body. He let go of her and spread her legs so he could position himself at her entrance. Carrie shut her eyes tight trying to resist the urge to scream and just as the previous night he pushed himself into her. His thrusts were harder than before and Carrie had to reach out and hold onto the wall in order to keep from falling. Once again she held back tears and hung her head low in shame while Mike went on with his business. He grunted loud like before and within minutes he was done and emptied himself inside her. Carrie continued to sob quietly as he pulled out of her. Mike kissed her cheek and whispered in her ear, "I'm sorry, I'll be gentler next time." He turned her around to face him and wiped her tears.

"I'm sorry OK," he said. Carrie nodded. "I love you," he told her as he caressed her cheek. He moved in and kissed her but she didn't return the kiss. He then asked her if she loved him and Carrie nodded yes immediately as to not upset him. "Say it," he told her as he held her firmly. "Say you love me,"

"I...I love you," she said, her voice cracked. Her body was shaking with fear but Mike seemed satisfied.

"Good girl," was his response.

Later on when they were ready to leave Carrie pulled Sarah to the side and told her what Mike had done to her. Sarah just frowned and told her she should be happy Mike even wanted her. "How can I be happy after he raped me?" Carrie protested.

"Your over reacting Carrie, it was your first time it's supposed to be painful and scary. It's not rape and he even told you he loved you didn't he. Consider yourself lucky, you know how many girls would kill to be with a guy like Mike. Just don't worry about it, next time will be better and you'll enjoy it I promise," Sarah told her. She then walked off and went back to Jim. Carrie couldn't believe her ears. Her supposedly 'bestfriend'didn't care at that she had been taken advantage of. 'Some friend.' thought Carrie.

By 10 am the four were back on the road. Jim was driving and going over ninety since the road was completely deserted. Sarah was in the passenger's seat giving him a blowjob while Carrie was sitting in the back with Mike who was forcing her to jack him off with his hand tightly gripped hers. He then pulled her head down and told her to open her mouth. She cried as he roughly held her and slowly moved in and out of her mouth. Everyone in the car seemed to be having the time of their life, all except Carrie. She felt humiliation run all through her and her once pure body felt as tainted as a whore.

Later that night they found themselves at another run down motel. Just as before there was one bed per room. "I hate these cheap motels." Carrie muttered to herself. She slid in bed tired and Mike jumped in next to her.

"It's not so bad baby once you get used to it," he said and started pulling on her shirt.

"Mike please I'm tired," she pleaded.

"Don't worry, I'll do all the work," he replied as he groped her breasts.

"But...but what if I get pregnant," argued Carrie.

"It's alright, I got a vasectomy a month ago," he answered. That wasn't the reply Carrie was hoping for. Before she could protest he stripped her naked then himself and went straight to sliding inside her. Though it didn't hurt like it had the first time Carrie didn't like the feeling of having him moving inside her. She wanted to scream and cry but she held back the tears, fearing that he would get upset and do worse things to her since Mike seemed like that type of person. After it was all done he kissed her like before and told her he loved her. Carrie remained silent and closed her eyes as if she had fallen asleep. Not long after Mike began softly snoring so she finally relaxed and scooted over to the corner of the bed and cried herself to sleep.

Two days later they were in Travis County, Texas. They stopped by an old liquor store to get some gas and Carrie walked on inside hoping to find something to eat. An old woman with thin glasses and messy blonde hair stared at her as she walked in and Carrie stared back before smiling politely and greeting her. "Good morning," she said.

"Morning," replied the old woman. "What can I do you for?"

"I was just hoping to find some snacks ma'am," she answered. A loud sound was heard from the back room and Carrie jumped startled. The old woman looked over at the direction the sound came from and left her spot by the window to see what had happened. Meanwhile Carrie told a look around the place. It was dusty and barely had any light coming in since the windows were black and dirty. A pigs head was on display but it looked far from appetizing since there were dead flies near it and maggots coming out of the mouth and eyes. Soon the woman came back with a cup of liquid in hand and she handed it to Carrie. "Thank you," she told her.

"No need child you look dehydrated and back there was just my boy fooling around. He's my youngest, Thomas, and I'm Mae,"

"I'm Carrie," she said extending her hand.

"It's nice to meet such a sweet girl," replied the woman shaking it lightly. "Don't meet too many around here. All the ones I see go around acting like the devils children, much like those people I saw with you. I hope those friends of yours aren't doing anything they're not supposed to be doing around my store."

"They're not my friends ma'am," Carrie said sadly as she folding her arms.

"Well then why in the world are you with them?" Mae asked.

"It's complicated," she replied and then remained silent. Mae looked at the young girl feeling pity. She could see that Carrie was a good girl and fragile. She didn't belong with the crowd she was with and Mae was certain that Carrie wasn't with them willingly.

Suddenly the door opened and Mike walked in. Mae glared at him and Carrie looked away and took a step back from the woman. "Hey old lady, we need gas," Mike said rudely.

"Ain't got any gas," Mae told him.

"How in the hell don't you have any gas this is a gas station isn't it,"

"We're all out," Mae replied.

"What kind of shit is that," he said looking at the dead pig head through the smudged glass.

"Mike stop please," said Carrie, disturbed by his presence.

"Sorry baby," he said. He went over to her and pulled her close to him kissing down her neck. Carrie struggled and repeatedly told him to stop but he ignored her.

"You let that girl go now," shouted Mae. Mike stopped and glared at Mae but she didn't back down. The two stared at each other in fury while Carrie tried to free herself from Mike's tightening grip.

"Mike your hurting me," she whimpered.

"Get out of my shop," Mae said to him pointing to the door. He snorted and pushed Carrie down hard then walked out, slamming the door behind him. Mae then hurried over to Carrie and helped her up. "That's some boyfriend you've got,"

"He's not my boyfriend, just a perverted pig," Carrie told her, "He…he raped me." she said with her head low. Mae's eyes widened and she pulled out a chair for Carrie to sit.

"Oh my lord you poor child. How old are you dear?"

"Nineteen," she answered.

"And him?"

"Twenty five I think," Carrie answered.

"That filthy bastard. He has no right calling himself a man if he's raping young girls," said Mae touching Carrie's cheek. Carrie smiled, happy that someone cared but her smile then turned upside down as she heard Mike yelling outside telling her they were leaving. Carrie didn't want to go any further with the three but she didn't have much choice in the matter. Mike would drag her by the hair to the end of the world if he wanted to and there would be nothing she could do to stop him.

"Carrie let's go," he shouted again. As much as Carrie knew she had to get up she couldn't bring herself to do so. She much rather stay with Mae but she didn't want to cause and scene and risk Mae getting hurt because of her. Regretfully she stood to leave but Mae stopped her and told her to stay.

"It's alright, I'll be fine Mae," she said.

"Child I know fear and you are absolutely terrified. That man has hurt you, you can't go back to him,"

"Please Mae, I have to, you don't know what he's capable of," Carrie said. Suddenly Mike burst in making the two women jump in fear. He pushed Mae out the way and roughly grabbed Carrie's hand pulling her along. "Mike," cried Carrie as he crushed her hand in his.

"I said let's go," he yelled. He pulled her outside and into the Jeep where Sarah and Jim were sharing a beer. Mae ran out of the shop and Sarah smirked and blew her a kiss. "See ya old hag," she said laughing and Jim drove off as soon as Mike got in and shut the door. He put his arm around Carrie forcing her to lay her head on his shoulder. She frowned and her fists tightened with anger but she knew there was nothing she could do.

"Hey, how much gas we got?" Mike then asked.

"About a quarter of a tank," answered Jim.

"Ha like shit we do, more like less than a quarter," said Sarah.

"Next place we see we'll stop and get gas," Mike said then grabbed the beer in Sarah's hand and drank it down.

"Hey! Carrie control your fucking boyfriend," she yelled trying to grab her beer back.

"Shut up," Mike said as he held Carrie tighter. He looked down at her and whispered in her ear. "You know I love you right." She nodded slowly. "You love me right." She nodded again. "And you'll never leave me." She shook her head and he smiled. "That a girl," he said then kissed her head. Carrie shut her eyes tight. She felt dirty like she was a piece of meat. Mike positioned her so that her legs sat on top of his lap. He kissed her head again and started feeling up her skirt. Carrie didn't move and inch. Luckily he stopped when suddenly the engine started acting up.

"Oh come on," Jim yelled and slowly the car began to come to a stop.

"Great," said Sarah.

"You've gotta be fucking kidding me," said Mike. He pushed Carrie off of him and got out the car along with Jim. Mike popped the hood while Jim looked around trying to spot anything or anyone. The engine was red hot and full of smoke. "Fan-fucking-tastic," said Mike putting his hands on top of his head.

Sarah sighed and slouched down in her seat. "This can't be happening, especially here in the middle of fucking nowhere. Shit man," she said stomping her floor on the floor while Carrie silently thanked God.

Minutes went by as Mike and Jim tried to fix the car. Sarah was growing restless as was Carrie with the blazing sun shining down on them. Sarah was fishing around for some water but only beer lingered around. Carrie did have some water saved in a bottle under her seat but she was saving that and wasn't about to share it with her now ex best friend. She pushed the bottle back farther under the seat where it couldn't be reached and stared out her window. Sarah yelled out in fury and got out of the car in a mad rage. "Fuck, fuck, fuck," she screamed.

"Shut up," said Mike.

"It's fucking hot and I'm fucking thirsty,"

"Who the fuck cares Sarah just shut up,"

"Fuck you Mike," she said.

"All of you shut up there's a fucking car coming," said Jim. Mike and Sarah turned and sure enough a car was headed their way. "I think it's a cop."

"Good, this guy can give us some gas," said Mike.

"Finally," said Sarah as she and the boys waited in front of the jeep for the cop. When the car finally pulled to a stop about a meter away from the jeep Mike started moving up towards the man in the driver's seat. He then stopped dead in his tracks when the officer came out with a rifle in hand. "Hey, what the hell man, what's with the gun?" asked Jim as he and Sarah raised their hands.

"Names Sheriff Hoyt boy and I got a call saying some jackass was getting violent with some girl," he said. Jim and Sarah looked at Mike who put his hands over his eyes muttering, 'shit.'

"Look Sheriff, this is all a misunderstanding. Mike and Carrie just had a little arguement," said Jim.

"Not according to my ma," he replied and pointed the gun at the three. "You three over there," he said pointing to his car. He followed them with his gun pointed straight at them while they headed to the car then he made his way over to Mike's car where Carrie sat with her knees up to her chest. Hoyt opened the door and asked her if she was alright. She nodded. "Them your friends over there," he said.

"The girl sort of, the guys I barely know," she said softly.

"Alright then honey, come on," he said extending his hand. Carrie accepted it and followed him to the police car.

"Can't you just give us some gas and let us be on our way," said Mike growing irritated.

Hoyt sneered. "Didn't I tell you to stand by the car." He hit Mike hard in the stomach with the end of the rifle and Mike fell to the ground breathless. Carrie covered her mouth in shock while Sarah and Jim ran over to help Mike.

"You crazy fuck. You psycho piece of shit," said Mike.

"Boy if you don't shut up I'll shove this thing so far up your mouth it'll blow your head to pieces, then they'll never be able to identify you,"

"Hey take it easy sheriff," said Jim.

"Get in the damn car," he told them. Sarah and Jim helped Mike into the back seat while Carrie sat up in the front with Hoyt. She wanted to ask him where he was taking them but she thought it best to just keep quiet. Hoyt got in the car when all of them were in and started up the engine. He made a sharp U-turn and headed off in the direction he first came.

"My car," groaned Mike.

"Don't worry about your car pretty boy," Hoyt said grinning wide. "It'll be just fine."