Carrie Me
Chapter 1 Gunpoint
"Okay Sugartits. Now listen up," a man with an accent that matched mine told me. "Ya got a group or sumthin?" he asked. I shook my head. I would not give up my group that easily. He kicked the back of my knees. They buckled and I fell to them. "Ya sure that's your final answer?" another, younger, man asked. I nodded.
He came to stand in front of me. He crouched to meet my eyes. His eyes locked with mine. His gaze was so intense. "You're lyin." He said, standing to his full height. How the hell did he know I was lying? Was he some cop or something? "Which way?" the older man asked. If I couldn't lie my way out of this, I could at least lead them in the wrong direction. I nodded away from the camp, towards Atlanta. I knew my way around. I could find my way back. We walked for about ten minutes when we suddenly stopped. I took this as my chance.
I bit down hard on the older man's hand. The taste of blood came into my mouth. He let go of my mouth and hands. His brother ran to his side. "Get away from me! Get her!" he growled.
I ran all the way back to camp. I ran right into Shane. Of all people, I ran into Shane! "Shit! Carrie! What the hell?" he said. That man could really make my blood boil. "Men. Comin'. This way." I said, catching my breath. "Damn." He cursed. "Dale! Morales! Glenn! Jim! T-Dog! Get the guns! Lori! Carol! Get the kids in the R.V now! Amy, you too! Andrea, Carrie come with us." Shane finished. Andrea met up with me as I was running up to Glenn to receive a gun. Running was all I really did these days. I got a SPAS-12 or a semi-automatic shotgun and ran towards the tree line.
"Carrie! Get back here! It's too dangerous to be out there!" Shane said. "We need snipers!" I called back. "No! We-"I cut him off. "Just shut up Shane! I know what I'm doin!" I ran behind a bush and waited for the bastards to come. Crack! A twig snapped to my right. I turned to a gun in my face. "Looky here little brother!" the older man said. The younger man walked into view. "Looks like you gave us the slip. You won't again. Now get up and walk." He said taking my gun and pressing his to the back of my head. I got up; knowing if I didn't my brains would be all over the place. The gun pressed into my head. "And don't even try to make any noise. I will blow yur brains out." He said leaning closer to me. We all walked into view. Shane stood up from behind his jeep when he saw me. 'Help' I mouthed. "Okay." The older man said. "If we get what we want, little princess right here don't get hurt." Shane looked at him with resentment. "No? Okay then." He said. He pulled the hammer back. I closed my eyes. I wasn't stupid. Tears started to flow from my closed eyes. I closed them tighter. Their last image of me would not be of me crying.
Bang!