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I woke with a start later that night. Something was standing at the door of the tent Dalton Nick and I were sharing! I saw the red light of a video camera, so I figured it was Dalton, but when I looked at where he had been laying on to the left of me, I saw his sleeping body still there. So that meant...

Who was outside? I gasped, and the figure quickly backed away. "Nick! Dalton!" I quickly shook them awake. "Guys! Wake up! Now!"

They both sat up, and looked at me, slightly pissed off. "What?" they both grumbled.

"Guys, there's something outside! I saw it! Outside of our door. With Daltons video camera!"

"You were sleeping." Nick mumbled. "Go back to bed."

"No, Nick. I was wide awake." Dalton groaned and laid back down in his sleeping bag.

"You deal with her, man." He mumbled.

I rolled my eyes, upset they wouldn't believe me. "Nick, I wasn't sleeping."

"Is, it's late. You had a few beers before bed. We're fine. There's no one out there. Come here." He held out his arms for me, and I fell into them, laying back. He was asleep in seconds, but I was wide awake now. I laid there, his arms around me, feeling safe yet curious. I couldn't take it anymore. I got up carefully and unzipped the tent. Over in hers and Wades tent, Carly was just stepping out.

"Did you see it too?" I whispered.

"No, but I heard something. What did you see?" She asked nervously.

"A person. It had the body of a man, but hair long enough to be a girls. Standing outside of the door of our tent. Nick and Dalton don't believe me. They say I'm just sleeping."

"Wade told me it was probably just a serial killer or something and went back to sleep. I know I heard something." By now we were standing together beside the fire, looking around. I heard rustling by Wades car, and apparently she did too, cause her head whipped over there as fast as mine did. We slowly began walking over there. I walked around one way and she walked around the other. I didn't see anything, so I backed away. We looked at each other for a minute.

"Maybe I WAS just sleeping?" I suggested, not really believing it.

"Yeah, maybe I just heard an animal." She said, and I could tell by the look on her face she didn't believe either of us. We both turned to go back to bed, but there was something there. She gasped and I screamed, loud. But it was just Wade.

Commotion came from Blake and Paiges tent, as well as mine.

"What? Who's that? What happened?" Was yelled as our friends piled out of their tents, still sleeping.

"IS! Chill!" Wade mumbled. "What're you guys doing?"

"What's goin on?" Blake asked.

I took a second to get my breath. "Sorry, guys. Carly and I both just heard and saw something, so we were out here looking around. But it was nothing. Everything's okay. We just didn't expect to see Wade standing there behind us. I guess I'm just a little freaked out. Sorry guys."

Nick and Dalton walked over to were Carly and I were standing. Nick wrapped his arms around my waist from behind and Dalton stood in front. Paige and Blake went back to their tent. "Wade, what were you doing you out here?" Carly asked.

"Getting you back to bed. It's four in the morning." He grabbed her arm and pulled her back to the tent. She looked back and caught my eyes, and I could tell she was still just as worried as I was.

"Damn, Izzy. Are you okay?" Dalton asked.

"Yeah, I'm fine. I just... I guess I was probably just dreaming. It just seemed so real."

"You're shaking." Nick pointed out.

"Well, Nick. I just had the crap scared out of me. Plus it's freezing out here. Yeah, I'm shaking just a bit. I'll be okay, guys." I pulled my boys back to our tent. We climbed in and I climbed back in Nick's sleeping bag with him. The rest of the night was pretty uneventful, and somehow I fell asleep.

"GUYS! Wake up! It's 2:30!" Blake was yelling. "Let's go guys. Get up. Get up! Wade! Dalton, let's go! We're gonnna miss the damn game." I heard him running around, but couldn't get myself up quite yet. "NICK!" something hit our tent. "Get UP!"

We all filed out of our tents as Blake, who had already thrown on clothes, was throwing stuff in the back of his truck.

We grabbed some clothes out of our luggage that we had kept in the back of Wades car. After changing, Carly Paige and I went to the woods to relive ourselves.

"So, you and Wade talk some more?" Paige asked.

"We're just in different places right now. He hasn't given me a guilt trip for going, so I can't give him one for staying."

"Oh, my God, there's that smell again!" I commented.

"I think it's coming from over there!" Carly said as she began walking towards it.

"Oh, yeah, lets follow the nasty smell!" Paige said sarcastically.

"I wanna see what it is!"

"Why?" Paige and I both groaned, looking at each other.

"Oh, come on." She laughed. We trekked through the woods, nearly killing ourselves on stuck out tree branches.

"I cannot believe you're making me do this." Paige complained.

"Come on, it'll be fine."

"I'm gonna throw up." Paige groaned.

"Only YOU." I spat at my crazy best friend.

"Oh, my God. I HATE you." Paige and I moaned at the same time. She turned around and laughed at us, but when she did, she fell.

"CARLY?" We ran screaming to where she had disappeared. There was a huge cliff, and at the bottom she was stuck, hands in a pit of bloody decaying animals, legs thrown up the hill. "Carls!"

Paige stood shocked as I started yelling for the guys. "GUYS! HELP US! GUYS!"

Paige started yelling, along with Carly. "GUYS, WE'RE IN HERE!"

Then I noticed that Carlys screams got more urgent. I started trying to make my way down to her, when the guys came bounding down the hill. Wade immediately slid down to here and pulled her out. Nick and Dalton slid down to me. Nick pulled me in, "Yep, that smells about right. Are you okay?"

"I'm not the one that was stuck head first in a roadkill pit, thanks. I'm fine." I smiled up at him, then returned my gaze to Carly. She was slowly making her way up the hill. "Carl?..."

"I'm fine... Just disgusted."

Just then a truck pulled up.

"Hey is that the truck from last night?" Blake asked.

"No, not unless he got his head light fixed..."

The truck backed into the pit and a short dirty man got out. He went to the back and begin pulling dead animals out and throwing them in the pit, acting like he didn't even see us.

"Hey!" Wade called.

"Don't you see that?" Carly pointed to a hand sticking out of the pit. Oh. Oh, Lord. "What is that?" The man looked up, looked at the hand and walked to it. Then he started to pull it up. Oh, LORD. Oh, God. Disgusting.

"No way." Wade whispered. "What are you doing, man?" Nick pulled me in closer, Dalton stepped in front of me, and Carly backed up to where we were. The man had a firm grasp on the hand, and was pulling. I shouldn't look. I shouldn't look. I SHOULDN'T look. But I couldn't look away. The hand popped off.

"Anyone need a hand?" The guy laughed. It was plastic. What the crap. "I'm just foolin. It's not real, you see?" He knocked on it to show its fakeness.

"God." Carly sighed and walked over to where Blake and Paige were standing.

"I found it on the side of the road a few weeks ago." The guy continued. "What are you guys doing here?"

"We were all, uh, camping up through those trees." Wade told him, and I personally was glad he was taking charge and talking for the group. This guy freaked me out.

Paige found Carly some water, and they began cleaning her off. My wonderfully tactful brother actually asked the blood and guts covered Carly if she had seen his camera anywhere. The looks on their faces were enough to make him back off. His camera was gone? That's strange. The... thing... I saw last night had a video camera...

"Hey, you dunno if there's a gas station around here, do you?" Wade asked.

"Well, I got some gas in the truck if-"

"I need a fan belt."

"What?" Carly and I both asked.

"Just busted." He replied.

"Perfect." She muttered. I looked at Nick.

"Babe. Please. Please. Please. Swear to me you had nothing to do with this?"

"Is, I swear. I didn't touch the damn fanbelt." He smiled. I believed him. I couldn't not believe that smile.

"Bo might have one. Runs a station in Ambrose." The dirty roadkill pit guy told us. "Bout, fifteen miles up the road."

"Let's just get one in Baton Rouge." Blake suggested, anxious about missing the game. "We'll put it on when we get back."

"Man, there's no way I'm leaving my car." Wade shot him down. "What if that guy from last night comes and strips it?"

"Well, whatever, man. You're gonna miss the game, then."

"Yeah," He looked at Carly. "Well, that's not why I came."

"All right, look. I'll run you up to the station." I knew he couldn't just leave him here. Blake might love the game, but he's not a bad friend. "But let's go now. Kickoff's in a couple of hours."

"Dude, You're already late. You still gotta find a scalper and snag tickets." Wade argued. "Yall should just go now. I'll stay with my car... It's fine. Just pick me up a fan belt on the way back. Make sure it's a 15-inch."

Blake shook his head, "Okay."

"I'll give you a ride." The guy spoke up.

"You serious?"

"If you like." The man shrugged.

"Well, yeah. Yeah." He nodded. "Yeah, if it's cool."

"I'm going with you." Carly spoke up.

"Carly, no." Paige argued.

"Yes. It'll be fine." She walked by me and I grabbed her where there was no dirty on her.

"Carl, you sure? You want me to stay behind too? Are you sure you're okay?"

She smiled, "I'm fine, Isabel. You go with Nick and them. Have fun. I'm fine." I kissed her on the cheek and let her go.

"All right, let's go." Blake turned and walked off, Paige in tow.

"Carly." I heard Nick call.

"What?" He ripped off his tank top and handed it to her.

"Thank-Thank you."

God, he was beautiful. His arms, his shoulders, his stomach. The tattoos that I had hated at the time. His muscles. His back. I couldn't believe that he was mine. I couldn't believe that he was anyones. A person like that deserves to be up in the Heavens, perched on the highest of thrones. He was perfect.

I snapped back into my right mind and he stood off to the side to block Carly from the creepy man. I walked up and stood in front of her, while Dalton took the other side and Wade joined me in front of her. Judging by the laugh and smile on Creepers face, I'd say we didn't do a very good job of blocking her from view.

"Come on, baby. Let's get out of here." Wade said.

"Be careful, guys. I love you both." I was slightly nervous about letting them leave. I didn't want them going off with a creepy stranger in a creepy place.

"We love you, too. We'll call you guys later." They made their way down to the truck and got in. As it drove off, Dalton spoke up,

"You just gonna let em leave like that, man? With a guy who throws roadkill in a pit for a living?"

Nick laughed and pulled me to his side, "You clean shit for a living, Mr. Septic-Tank-Man. What's the difference?" He began pulling me up the hill.

"Well, I don't walk through it, that's one." Dalton pointed out. "That's a difference, right?"

"Haha, Yep." I stumbled on a rock, and Nick sighed. I was, still am, very clumsy. It will be my downfall someday. He turned around and pulled me onto his back. I could feel his muscles move and he walked and moved and laughed at Dalton trying to come up with more excuses.

"What I clean wasn't once a living, breathing being. Even if it did come from one." He spat.

"Ding ding ding! We have a winner! You are officially less creepy than the strange man that throws roadkill in a pit! I'm so proud to call you my brother." I laughed.

We finally made it back to camp to see Blake running around, shoving everything in the back of the cars and Paige, sitting on a stump. I went by her.

"It doesn't feel right, ya know?" I started.

"Leaving them? I know. It's driving me crazy. I'm worried sick about them." She sighed. "I'm gonna talk to Blake. Tonight. After the game. I figured we'll probably end up camping out again, so then. I think I'd rather have people around when I tell him." She looked at the scar on my right wrist as she said this.

"Paige. You don't have to be afraid of Blake. I'm not trying to talk you out of telling him, I'm just saying... When Nick threw that broken bottle at me, he didn't know I was standing there. Or that I would try and catch it. It's not Nicks fault that I have this scar. And Blake would never do anything like that. Paige, don't be afraid of him. And even if, by some chance, he does decide that he wants to split... You've still got the rest of us. It's not like we're just going to abandon you. We love you, Paige."

She smiled. "I know you're right. I just... I'm so scared. Everything's going so good right now. Our three year is coming up and everything... I don't wanna ruin that by dropping the daddy news..."

"GUYS. Are you purposely trying to make me miss this game?" Blake complained. "Get in the car! NOW!"

We sighed and stood up. I climbed in the back seat between my boys, as usual. Paige was in the passenger seat. It took us less time to get back to the main road that it had taken us to get out here last night. Blake was flying, so nervous about missing that game. I settled in for the hour and a half or so we had left until we got to the stadium.

Three hours later, we were still 50 miles away from the stadium, on an overpass backed up for as far as i could see. Nick was leaning out the window, one hand on my thigh, and I was leaned back into Daltons arms. He had his head thrown back. This sucked. We had MAYBE moved a mile in the past 30 minutes. Seriously? I couldn't take this too much longer.

"Dude, it's over." Nick mumbled.

"It'll move!" Blake was pissed, but still hopeful. Desperately clinging on to that last glimmer of hope of catching this game.

"It's not moving!" Paige informed him.

"We'll make the second half!" His grip on that glimmer was slipping.

"Okay, well I'm not sitting in this traffic." I told him.

"Well, what do you want me to do?"

"We have to go back!"

"Turn around!"

"I'm not missing the best game of the year!" His grip was almost gone.

"Turn. The car. Around. Okay?"

"They're waiting for us already."

Blake threw his head on the horn. "Fine. We're turning around."

He manuevered himself into the off ramp, which was surprisingly unblocked and turned us around. I sat back, but this time I leaned into Nicks arms. "Great. Now we get to deal with the drama queen all night." I whispered.

He laughed and kissed my forehead. Mmm. I couldn't help it. His lips just... they did something to me... even after five years, I still get those feelings in my stomach. I quickly kissed his lips, and he ran his tongue over mine. I pulled away, as hard as it was. There was a time and a place for everything. We leaned back and were sleeping in no time flat.

We got back to the campsite in a surprisingly short time. Then again, there wasn't 500 miles of traffic backing us up. Nick and Dalton were peeing on a tree while Paige and I looked through cd's. Blake walked over to talk to them, then they turned back to us.

"Nick and Dalton are gonna go get em."

"Why? We can go."

"Oh, baby. Come on. I'm tired of driving." Blake whined.

"In other words, he wants to get some." I whispered to her, smirking. She giggled and stuck her tongue out at me.

"Okay." She yelled. I stood, prefering not to stick around and see what was going to go down. Trust me, every one of us had already seen and heard more than enough from these two. I went and stood by Nick. He started to hand him the keys, then jerked back.

"Why don't you let my man drive?" He threw the keys to Dalton, who pointed and laughed at Nick.

"Ahah! You heard him. Move!" Nick grabbed his jacket.

"Give me the damn keys."

"Okay, very slowly. Thank you." He held up his hands in defeat and handed over the keys. Nick climbed in the drivers seat and Dalton in the passengers seat. I opened the back door... and decided I didn't want to be back there by myself. I closed it, opened Daltons door, and climbed in his lap instead. I positioned myself where I was pointing towards Nick with my back against the door.

"Just like old times." Dalton laughed. I smiled at him, then Nick, who leaned over and brushed his lips against mine. We pulled out of the campsite and I began messing with the GPS.

"Just let me drive, b*tch! He gave me the keys!" Dalton complained. Nick threw his arm over Daltons chest to stop him.

"Yeah, cause he thinks I'm the one who stole the car." He took his hand up to tap Daltons chin. "And crashed it."

"...what?" I looked back and forth between Nick and Dalton. "Dalton? YOU stole the car?" I looked at him for confirmation, and he shrugged in a "Yeah,-sorry-we-lied-to-you-and-made-you-think-your-boyfriend-stole-the-car-but-he-was-really-just-covering-my-ass" kind of way.

My mouth fell open. "Nick. Oh my God. I'm so sorry." I dropped my head into my hands. "All those times we fought and I yelled and you just sat silent... I thought you were just being stubborn... Babe. I'm so sorry. I..."

He grabbed my hand comfortingly. "Hey. Look, I chose to do it. I knew there was going to be Hell to pay."

"C'mon man, You know you didn't have to do it."

"Look, you're jackets clean. Mine's already got plenty of stains on it. One more ain't gonna hurt. You found this town yet, babe?"

"They guy said Ambrosia?" I asked.

"No, Is. Ambrosia is that thing Auntie Jen makes for Thanksgiving. Ambrose is the town." Dalton laughed.

"Right... Well... Ambrosia... Ambrose... Neither are on here."

"That's weird." Dalton mumbled. Nick's eyebrows knitted together.

"Then where the hell is this town?"

"Idunno, he said about fifteen miles... Just keep driving straight I guess..." He still had hold of my hand, and I wrapped my other hand around his. I leaned against Dalton. I felt so bad. I... yelled at him. So many times. When all this time he was just covering for my dumbass brother. "Why the hell didn't yall tell me?" I burst out.

"Is, we didn't tell ANYONE. You're the only person besides us that knows." Dalton tried to explain.

"I'm your SISTER, Dalton. Not even just your sister. Your TWIN. And You're GIRLFRIEND, Nick. All those fights... You couldn't just tell ME? Not that I expect special treatment just cause I'm your sister and your girlfriend, but i mean, come ON! It's not like I was going to run to the police and tell them anything!"

"Is, we just thought it best that no one know. I'm sorry we lied to you. I love you." Nick smiled that smile at me. I could only faintly see it in the glow from the GPS.

"Yeah Izzy Cee," Dalton tried to butter me up by using my childhood nickname. "I'm sorry too." He pulled me into as much of a hug as we could in our current position.

"Ugh. I love you guys too..." I fell into silence and just stared out the window, not looking at anything in particular. After a few minutes of silence, Dalton spoke up,

"So, uhm, You think, uh, Carly and Wade are gonna stay together when she moves to New York? Cause she be lookin at me sometimes like..."

"Dalton, it ain't happenin." Nick cut him off.

"What? What do you mean?"

"And even if it was happenin," Nick continued, "... It ain't happenin. Nothing personal."

"Why? You like me better than Wade, right?"

Nick shrugged, "Wade's not so bad." He smiled and I squeezed his hand.

Dalton thought for a second, "Yeah, I like Wade too." He broke off again. Whether he was thinking of a comeback or he had just given up on the matter I couldn't tell. But I did get to wondering... Why was NICk good enough for Daltons sister, but DALTON not good enough for Nick's sister? I mean, seriously? Should I be offended that my boyfriend is saying that my brother isn't good enough for his sister? I just brushed it off. I'm always assuming the worst. He's probably just refering to the fact that he likes Wade and his sister being together...

We finally arrived at the end of the trail where it was all washed out. Nick got out, so Dalton and I followed.

"Is this is?" Dalton asked.

"Yeah."

"Well, should we drive through it, you think?"

Nick looked at him like he couldn't believe he'd even suggest that. "Through ALL that?"

"Idunno, I could do it." He didn't sound too sure of himself. Nick and I both laughed, but Nick handed him the keys and walked over to me, where he began zipping up his jacket. Dalton walked to the drivers side of the truck, then looked down at how low to the ground the truck was compared to all the mush that "He could drive through."

"That's what I thought." Nick laughed as he grabbed my hand and pulled me forward. Dalton locked the car as he crossed the water with us. We walked into the town... and didn't see a single person.

"Yeah, cause this isn't creepy at all..." I mumbled, not expecting anyone to hear me. Nick did, though, and he pulled me closer. We walked up to the gas station.

"Hello? Carly, Wade? Hello?" Dalton yelled as he poked his head through the door. "Man, there's music playing, but I don't think anyone's here." There was, infact, very loud music playing. Even if someone was here they probably wouldn't hear our yells over that noise.

"No one's here." Nick stated. He stuck our intertwined hands in his jacket pocket as he began walking down the road with me in tow.

"Where you going?" Dalton asked.

"To that grocery store we passed. I'm thirsty."

"Well, what about your sister and Wade, man?"

Nick looked slightly annoyed. Man, you'd think he'd be more worried, seeing as it's HIS sister we can't find... "Maybe they're at the store."

I pulled back slightly, stopping, and I could tell Dalton was thinking the same thing I was. Nick stopped. "What?"

"Idunno, we came all this way. You don't think we should go look for them?" Dalton said.

"Yeah, babe. Come on. We didn't see them on the way here, they're not at the campsite... They have to be around here somewhere. We've only looked on place..."

"Check it. I'm gonna go this way," he jerked his head in the direction of the grocery store. "You go that way," he jerked his head in the opposite direction. We don't find them, we meet back here, go back to the road. Cool?"

"Okay." Dalton agreed. I, however, didn't move. Nick stopped once again and turned around, walking back to where Dalton and I were still standing.

"Babe? You comin?"

"Idunno, Nick. I just don't like the thought of splitting up. This is a strange town. I mean, look around. Have you seen ANYONE? There's no one walking the streets, there's no movement in the houses, there's no cars driving... The only person we've even seen back here is that creepy roadkill guy... I don't think it's safe to split up."

"Isabel, I'll be fine." Dalton assured me. "I'm a big boy. I can take care of myself. Besides, if there's no one here, there's nothing to worry about, right?" He smiled, and I knew that I wasn't going to win this arguement.

"Ugh, fine. Whatever, just ignore what I say. But when something bad happens to you, don't you dare say I didn't warn you."

He smiled and pulled me in for a big, brotherly hug and kissed the top of my forehead. "I love you, sis."

"I love you too, bro." I smiled and let him go. I went to where Nick was standing. He pulled me in,

"Everything's gonna be fine, kay?" He tried to comfort me. I squeezed his hand and agreed, "Yeah," but I didn't believe it. I didn't feel right letting my twin brother walk away like that. I don't know how Nick did it this morning.

I know, this has been PRETTY DANG BORING so far. But It's gonna get better next chapter :D. Promise promise.
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