A/N: Let's give this another go. :)
Last night…
Michael and Amanda are in a full blown screaming marathon as always when one is drunk.
'3 in the damn morning and this bullshit is still going on!' Carly thought, sitting up and opening her nightstand drawer. Grabbing some paper and a bag of weed, she opens the bag and puts some on the paper.
'Well… why not?' Carly thought as she finished rolling the paper up and zipped the bag up, putting it away before putting her headphones on and plugging them into the radio, turning it on.
Slow Ride by Foghat blared through her ears as Carly lights up the joint with Brad's old dragon lighter and smokes it, the weed calming the 16 year old's nerves.
But it would take a lot more than weed to calm her nerves...
The next morning…
Jimmy(Sits down next to Carly in the kitchen as Michael and Amanda argue loudly upstairs): Damn, how long can two people fight?!
Carly(Rubbing the sides of her head after drinking her coffee): I lost count since they started screaming last night about Dad letting Trevor and the others staying in the backyard. No fucking idea where Trevor is now.
Michael is heard upstairs shouting "How many times are you gonna keep bringing that up?!", Carly drags Jimmy outside as the argument gets worse.
Carly: Let's get out of here Dad does his bad impression of Madam Godzilla again. (The two walk into the RV, Jimmy closing and locking the door)
Jimmy: How does a vehicle this cool destroy a marriage that crappy?!
Carly: I don't know but we've got to think of something-(Jimmy walks over, sits in the driver's seat and starts up the RV)
Jimmy: Return this to the dealership? (Carly walks over and sits in the passenger seat as Jimmy drives away from the house)
Carly: Well, I was gonna say call Dr. Friedlander but this works better. (Turns the radio on as He Stopped Loving Her Today by Johnny Cash starts playing)
Jimmy: I agree with what you said last night, our family is fucking disintegrating.
Carly: If they're that miserable, why doesn't one of them move out? (Leans back against the seat as Jimmy continues driving.)
De Santa House, 20 minutes later…
Michael(walks outside, looking for the RV): Damn it! (races upstairs to see that Carly and Jimmy are gone)
Michael raced back downstairs, grabbing his keys and running out the door.
Amanda(still in the house): Where are you going, Michael?!
Michael: To find our kids! (gets in the car, Amanda gets in the passenger seat): Get out!
Amanda: I want to find them too and not for the reasons you think I would want to find Carly!
Michael: One wrong move and that's the last fucking straw! (drives off)
At the same time, Trevor is seen tossing someone over a bridge when he sees the RV race past him with cops following it.
Trevor: Hold on, kids! (gets in his truck and speeds off after them, running cop cars off the road)
Jimmy: Alright, Uncle T!
Carly: Are you out of your mind?! That maniac's suicidal!
Jimmy: Eat my shorts!
Carly: Jimmy, leave that remark to Bart Simpson. (sees police blockade up ahead): Oh damn, switch sides. (takes over driving and speeds up, reaching the ramp)
Jimmy: Carly, no!
Trevor(sees it as well): Carly, don't you dare!
Carly(speeds up, RV goes flying off the ramp and into the air as the others watch on.)
RV hits the ground, Jimmy and Carly cheering and high fiving.
Jimmy: It worked, Sis!
Carly: Damn right it did. (speeds up, hides RV until police stop looking): Maybe we should hide out someone else for a few nights.
Jimmy: Probably for the best. (Carly drives them off towards the Vinewood area)
