Robbie drove in the rain, looking stone-faced. Then, with a look of concern, looked at her best friend, Isabelle, who was sleeping in the passenger seat.
They need to get to a safe place.
Her name was actually Roberta, she rather be called Robbie. She was very pretty or as Isabelle put it "the looks that men dream of." She looked like a doll, with blue yes and curly blonde waist length hair. Her figure was that of a model, with a six inch waist and standing at 5'10.
Isabelle, on the other hand, wasn't as good looking as her; she was more on the cute side. Isabelle was 25, like Robbie, but looked 10 years younger, making her look like a teenager and only standing at 4'11. she had curly brown hair to her shoulders and brown eyes, which were closed with her long eyelashes.
Robbie sighed and turned her attention to the road. She couldn't believe they were on the run.
It was actually Robbie's beauty that got them in trouble.
They were both carnival performers before; Isabelle was sword swallower and Robbie was a human candlebra. They enjoyed their life on the road and performing, it was like a wild dream.
Then, the day before yesterday, while Robbie was changing in her room; the strong man, David, came in and started to flirt with her as he usually does. She told him to get lost, but he wouldn't, instead getting closer to her. He then grabbed her and tried to force himself on her.
Her screams caught the attention of Isabelle, who was practicing next door. She ran in and stabbed David in the chest with the sword she was practicing with. He died instantly.
They both decided to get rid of the body, since David was a favorite of the manager. They wrapped his body in a carpets and threw it in a ditch. Then they packed up their stuff and took off in Robbie's jeep.
Robbie suddenly went over a bump in the road, pulling her out of her thoughts and waking Isabelle up. She yawned and stretched, rubbing her eyes.
"Robbie...where are we?"
"Somewhere called Travis County."
"Oh." Isabelle said quietly, looking ahead at the road. Robbie looked at her sadly; she knows Isabelle loved the carnival life, she just loved the freedom of it. And now because of her, Isabelle doesn't have that life anymore.
"Hey Isabelle." Robbie says quietly "I know you really liked the carnie life and I know that because of me-"
"Don't apologize." Isabelle suddenly said, her eyes on the road. "What that asshole was going to do to you, I had to stop him and I will do it all over again, Robbie."
Robbie smiled softly at Isabelle's declaration, glad that her friend didn't blame her and that her friend would always have her back.
"Thanks, Izzy."she said, with Isabelle grinning at her.
"No problem." she said, turning her eyes back to the road, her smile faltering.
"Hey, somebody is walking on the road." she said, pointing to a spot on the road.
"In this downpour?...at this hour?" Robbie said in disbelief. She pulled her car over to the person, who they noticed was really tall and curly brown hair to his shoulders. They also noticed he seemed to shied away from the car. Isabelle pulled her window down and spoke to the man.
"Hey, you need a ride?"
The man looked down and shook his head. Isabelle gave a small smile to him and opened her door.
"Its no trouble, hop in." she said kindly. The man looked at her and then moved towards the jeep, going into the car seat, making Isabelle move to the middle so he could sit. The girls raised their eyebrows when they saw that the man was wearing a brown leather mask over the bottom half of his face. But in the carnival, they have seen stranger things.
"Howdy, I'm Isabelle." Isabelle said, reaching out her hand to be shaken. The man looked ta her hand and hesitantly took it, shaking it.
"I'm Robbie." Robbie said, also extending her hand, which the man also took, looking at her strangely when she mentioned her name.
"My name is really Roberta, but Robbie is just simpler to say."she said sheepishly, making Isabelle giggle. She then went to he back of the seat and took out a white towel.
"Here, dry yourself with this."she said, giving the towel to the man, who nodded a thanks to her and started drying himself off.
"So, do you live near here?" Robbie asked, which the man nodded and pointed down the road.
"Do you talk?" Isabelle asked softly, making the man look down and shaking his head no. Isabelle shrugged and smiled at him.
"OK." she said, "lets get going and put some music on for our quest."
She reached over and started to put a CD in. Robbie looked at the man and rolled her eyes, which made him smile. As Isabelle out the CD in, it played and "Rise of the Valkyries" blared on the speakers. Isabelle sat back and pointed forward with a goofy smile.
"Onward!"
The man started to laugh quietly to himself as Robbie started the jeep with an exasperated smile on her face.
"Onward." she said chuckling.
AN: My new TCM fanfic, which has nothing to do with my other one, Chainsaws and Shotguns. I just name all my main characters Isabelle. So, here are my girls Robbie and Isabelle on the run from just killing someone. I decided to put carnival performers because its a very interesting subject, I was also inspired by a CSI episode with carnival performers. If you don't know, a human candlebra are the people who put needles and hypo needles in their arms and put wax on them, lighting them as candles. I also know some people don't think that Isabelle can be a sword swallower because of her height; she just works with lighter and small swords.
Isabelle's looks are based on me, since people say that I'm cute and I seriously do look like I,m10 years younger, which sucks since I'm 22 and people think I,m 12. Robbie is based off Baby from the Devils Rejects, who was played by Sheri Moon Zombie. She has such an unique look I had to use it. So, I showed a little of my girls personalities; Robbie is a bit quiet and thoughtful while Isabelle is kind and a bit goofy.
So, the girls are on the run, are in Travis County and just picked up a hitchhiker. You could all guess who that is. Anyway, enjoy!
I don't own TCM, I own only Isabelle and Robbie.
