Disclaimer: I don't own 7th Heaven, but I wish I did. If I did, Simon would
still be on the show. *sigh* Oh well. I do own Carrie, but I will let
people use her if you really want to.
A/N: Hallo loves! This is my first 7H fiction on this site, and I'm writing several other stories currently. I've seen several other versions of this story, but none of them have been finished or have gone the way I wanted them to. So this is MY version. By the way this is rated PG-13 for some cussing and later on there will be some other adult situations. The rating won't go up from here, though, so don't worry. Enjoy!
Chapter 1: Where am I going?
Carrie Kinkirk walked through the streets of a city in Colorado. She was sixteen years old, but she didn't have a car so she had to hitch hike her way from New York. She didn't care, though. She had always been tough. Growing up with two older brothers will do that to you. Carrie had to leave New York after everything that happened. She quickly shook those thoughts from her head.
As she walked through the blistering cold, a car pulled up beside her. A young man was in the driver's seat and he asked her if she needed a ride. The young girl nodded her head and climbed into the passenger seat. They took off and the man asked her where she was going. Where am I going? she asked herself. She still didn't know the answer to that question.
"I don't care, where are you going?" she replied.
"California," he told her.
"Okay, that's fine," she said shortly.
They sat in silence through most of the ride. Once, the guy asked her about her past. Carrie just told him she didn't want to talk about it, and he left it alone. She glanced down at her appearance. She was wearing an extremely short Catholic schoolgirl skirt with garters attached to thigh- high fishnets. She had knee-high boots on that laced all the way up. Her black shirt was corset style and her breasts were spilled over the top of it. Under her skirt she had a knife strapped around her thigh for her own protection. Carrie knew how to use a knife, and she wasn't afraid to stab anybody anymore.
Carrie fought her fatigue as sleep tried to come over her. She didn't trust anyone, and she knew she couldn't fall asleep next to some strange man. Before she had a chance to worry about it, they pulled up to a sign that said Welcome to Glenoak. Carrie's heart dropped to her stomach. Glenoak Kevin... Kevin New York... New York hell.
"No! I can't be here!" she exclaimed.
"What? Why not?" the guy asked her. "Because, none of your business," she yelled in anger. "Let me out right now!"
He pulled the car over and before she could get out the man lunged over to her. Panic swept through her veins, and memories rushed through her head. Before he could lay a hand on her she had her knife out and pressed to his chest. He jumped back in surprise.
"You touch me and I'll kill you," Carrie said with a shaking voice.
"Wh..what? I was just going to unlock your door," he stuttered in fear.
The knife shook in her hand as Carrie stared dumbfounded. She realized her door was locked and the guy was telling the truth. She stepped out of the car and put the knife back in its sheath. The man peeled away quickly from the disturbed girl. Carrie stood on the road and began to walk towards the town. She needed to eat and sleep, and she knew she couldn't do it in the middle of the road. The anxiety in her mind made her forget that she didn't want to go to Glenoak.
Carrie eventually reached what appeared to be a town square. She walked into a restaurant called Pete's pizza to get some food. She couldn't remember the last time she had eaten, but everything in New York was still a blur in her mind. She walked up to the counter by two blonde women who were talking. One of them was obviously telling a story involving her husband, but stopped when she saw Carrie walk by.
The way she didn't finish her sentence didn't bother Carrie at all. She was used to it because she dressed in provocative clothing and wore a lot of dark eye makeup. She ordered a pizza and sat down next to the two young women. By that time, the one with short blonde hair had finished her anecdote and they were chatting about clothes. Carrie heard the woman with long blonde hair call the other one Lucy. Lucy looked familiar to her, but she couldn't put her finger on why, though.
As she contemplated where she knew her from the door to Pete's pizza swung open. A man walked in and sat down next to the Lucy and greeted her with a kiss. Carrie's breath caught in her throat. She knew who he was. Hanging her head in her pizza, she hoped he wouldn't look at her. Despite her tries to will him away with her mind, he glanced over at her.
Kevin had to do a double take; he thought the girl at the other table was his kid sister. She couldn't be, though. Carrie was supposed to be in New York, but the way she kept moving her hair was just like Carrie used to do. He decided to check out the situation to make sure, even though he knew he was just being paranoid. Kevin walked around the table and looked at his sister dead in the eye.
"Carrie!" he exclaimed.
"Surprise?" she replied sheepishly.
His mouth hung open in shock. Lucy and the other woman had turned around and stared at her. Damnit she thought, that's where I recognized her from. She's Kevin's wife! She stood up from her seat, because she had finished her pizza and grabbed her bag.
"Great to see you again, but I'd better be on my way," she informed him.
"Whoa," he shot back, "hold it right there!"
Carrie realized there was no way that he was going to let her leave by her own free will. So, she broke into a run. She had already paid in advance, so that wasn't a problem. She weaved through crowds of people, with Kevin hot on her trail. Kevin tried to catch her, and Roxanne had leaped to her feet as soon as they left Pete's. They ran for blocks, Kevin had no idea Carrie could run this fast, and he was even more puzzled about what she was doing in Glenoak. When he caught her, he wanted some answers.
Carrie was in no physical condition to run. She knew that, but she was running anyway. Her insides started to ache and she thought she felt something tear. Kevin was closing in on her and she knew it. Finally, he caught her. She scrambled to get away; she kicked and punched and scratched at Kevin, but it didn't phase him. He threw her over his shoulder and walked her to the Camden's to find out what was going on.
They were close to the house, so he just walked with her. All the time she was screaming at him, but he didn't pay attention to it. Carrie got angry when he took her to some house, though and she let him, and everyone in the house, know it.
"Kevin Kinkirk put me down!" she screamed at the top of her lungs.
"No way little girl," he replied.
"Shit Kevin, let me go!" she yelled back.
"Watch your mouth!" he replied.
"Bite me you jack ass," she retorted.
In the living room, Annie and Eric Camden were sitting open mouthed with Rabbi and Rosina Glass. Matt and Sarah were their as well looking surprised at the young girl's outburst. Kevin apologized to the group and put his sister down. She seized this opportunity and took off towards the back door.
A/N: Hallo loves! This is my first 7H fiction on this site, and I'm writing several other stories currently. I've seen several other versions of this story, but none of them have been finished or have gone the way I wanted them to. So this is MY version. By the way this is rated PG-13 for some cussing and later on there will be some other adult situations. The rating won't go up from here, though, so don't worry. Enjoy!
Chapter 1: Where am I going?
Carrie Kinkirk walked through the streets of a city in Colorado. She was sixteen years old, but she didn't have a car so she had to hitch hike her way from New York. She didn't care, though. She had always been tough. Growing up with two older brothers will do that to you. Carrie had to leave New York after everything that happened. She quickly shook those thoughts from her head.
As she walked through the blistering cold, a car pulled up beside her. A young man was in the driver's seat and he asked her if she needed a ride. The young girl nodded her head and climbed into the passenger seat. They took off and the man asked her where she was going. Where am I going? she asked herself. She still didn't know the answer to that question.
"I don't care, where are you going?" she replied.
"California," he told her.
"Okay, that's fine," she said shortly.
They sat in silence through most of the ride. Once, the guy asked her about her past. Carrie just told him she didn't want to talk about it, and he left it alone. She glanced down at her appearance. She was wearing an extremely short Catholic schoolgirl skirt with garters attached to thigh- high fishnets. She had knee-high boots on that laced all the way up. Her black shirt was corset style and her breasts were spilled over the top of it. Under her skirt she had a knife strapped around her thigh for her own protection. Carrie knew how to use a knife, and she wasn't afraid to stab anybody anymore.
Carrie fought her fatigue as sleep tried to come over her. She didn't trust anyone, and she knew she couldn't fall asleep next to some strange man. Before she had a chance to worry about it, they pulled up to a sign that said Welcome to Glenoak. Carrie's heart dropped to her stomach. Glenoak Kevin... Kevin New York... New York hell.
"No! I can't be here!" she exclaimed.
"What? Why not?" the guy asked her. "Because, none of your business," she yelled in anger. "Let me out right now!"
He pulled the car over and before she could get out the man lunged over to her. Panic swept through her veins, and memories rushed through her head. Before he could lay a hand on her she had her knife out and pressed to his chest. He jumped back in surprise.
"You touch me and I'll kill you," Carrie said with a shaking voice.
"Wh..what? I was just going to unlock your door," he stuttered in fear.
The knife shook in her hand as Carrie stared dumbfounded. She realized her door was locked and the guy was telling the truth. She stepped out of the car and put the knife back in its sheath. The man peeled away quickly from the disturbed girl. Carrie stood on the road and began to walk towards the town. She needed to eat and sleep, and she knew she couldn't do it in the middle of the road. The anxiety in her mind made her forget that she didn't want to go to Glenoak.
Carrie eventually reached what appeared to be a town square. She walked into a restaurant called Pete's pizza to get some food. She couldn't remember the last time she had eaten, but everything in New York was still a blur in her mind. She walked up to the counter by two blonde women who were talking. One of them was obviously telling a story involving her husband, but stopped when she saw Carrie walk by.
The way she didn't finish her sentence didn't bother Carrie at all. She was used to it because she dressed in provocative clothing and wore a lot of dark eye makeup. She ordered a pizza and sat down next to the two young women. By that time, the one with short blonde hair had finished her anecdote and they were chatting about clothes. Carrie heard the woman with long blonde hair call the other one Lucy. Lucy looked familiar to her, but she couldn't put her finger on why, though.
As she contemplated where she knew her from the door to Pete's pizza swung open. A man walked in and sat down next to the Lucy and greeted her with a kiss. Carrie's breath caught in her throat. She knew who he was. Hanging her head in her pizza, she hoped he wouldn't look at her. Despite her tries to will him away with her mind, he glanced over at her.
Kevin had to do a double take; he thought the girl at the other table was his kid sister. She couldn't be, though. Carrie was supposed to be in New York, but the way she kept moving her hair was just like Carrie used to do. He decided to check out the situation to make sure, even though he knew he was just being paranoid. Kevin walked around the table and looked at his sister dead in the eye.
"Carrie!" he exclaimed.
"Surprise?" she replied sheepishly.
His mouth hung open in shock. Lucy and the other woman had turned around and stared at her. Damnit she thought, that's where I recognized her from. She's Kevin's wife! She stood up from her seat, because she had finished her pizza and grabbed her bag.
"Great to see you again, but I'd better be on my way," she informed him.
"Whoa," he shot back, "hold it right there!"
Carrie realized there was no way that he was going to let her leave by her own free will. So, she broke into a run. She had already paid in advance, so that wasn't a problem. She weaved through crowds of people, with Kevin hot on her trail. Kevin tried to catch her, and Roxanne had leaped to her feet as soon as they left Pete's. They ran for blocks, Kevin had no idea Carrie could run this fast, and he was even more puzzled about what she was doing in Glenoak. When he caught her, he wanted some answers.
Carrie was in no physical condition to run. She knew that, but she was running anyway. Her insides started to ache and she thought she felt something tear. Kevin was closing in on her and she knew it. Finally, he caught her. She scrambled to get away; she kicked and punched and scratched at Kevin, but it didn't phase him. He threw her over his shoulder and walked her to the Camden's to find out what was going on.
They were close to the house, so he just walked with her. All the time she was screaming at him, but he didn't pay attention to it. Carrie got angry when he took her to some house, though and she let him, and everyone in the house, know it.
"Kevin Kinkirk put me down!" she screamed at the top of her lungs.
"No way little girl," he replied.
"Shit Kevin, let me go!" she yelled back.
"Watch your mouth!" he replied.
"Bite me you jack ass," she retorted.
In the living room, Annie and Eric Camden were sitting open mouthed with Rabbi and Rosina Glass. Matt and Sarah were their as well looking surprised at the young girl's outburst. Kevin apologized to the group and put his sister down. She seized this opportunity and took off towards the back door.