Liv shared a tent with her brother and Dalton, Nick sleeping in the middle, with Liv closest to the mesh netting in the side. She couldn't sleep at all, and when she heard noise, her eyes went wider. She saw a shadow moving outside in the firelight.
She didn't move or even breathe for a bit as the figure went around, looking in the tents, since all of them had that mesh in the side. She couldn't even bring herself to snap her eyes shut when the figure got to her side. Because of the shadow over the figure, all she could tell was that it was a man. He stood still, and she barely made a noise.
In the darkness between the tents, she still couldn't see his face, even when he bent down, too close to the mesh of the tent for comfort. Immediately, she shot up into a sitting position, looking cautiously over her shoulder at Nick and Dalton, who remained fast asleep.
"Get some shut-eye, darlin'," a deep, southern-accented voice murmured softly. "If you do, I won't have to hurt ya."
Liv gasped silently, eyes wider than before. She saw him raise a hand to his mouth, and she could tell that the man was gesturing to be quiet.
Slowly, Liv nodded, laying back down in her sleeping bag.
It was obviously very suspicious, yet...Liv wasn't scared. She was more surprised, she realized, as the man stepped away from the tent and out of sight.
Liv and the other girls had gone to the bathroom as the guys got everything loaded up. They'd gotten up at two in the afternoon, as Liv had foreseen, gotten packed up immediately, also foreseen, and now they were about to go investigate the smell.
Liv ignored the conversation between the other girls, until the smell blew through. She scrunched her nose as the other girls complained.
"Let's go back," Liv suggested.
"No, let's go check it out. I want to see what's making that smell."
"But what if it's dangerous?"
"Oh come on, let's go look."
And Carly grabbed the little blonde girl's wrist, dragging her off, Paige following them and complaining every step of the way. Before Carly could respond to another complaint, though, Carly and Liv went sliding down the hil. Carly got stuck, but Liv landed directly in the carcasses.
Carly started screaming, but Liv was silently disgusted. She wasn't just covered in mud, and the rotting blood and gunk wasn't just on her hands. It was all over her.
Soon, help arrived in the form of the guys. Wade helped Carly out, just as Liv had managed to climb out with a little help from Nick. But Liv was already almost entirely soaked through with nasty stuff, and she smelled like death.
Liv heard a truck in the distance, and ignored her friends, watching the edge of the animal pit as a different familiar truck appeared. She was getting tired of being right.
A truck pulled up, backing up to the edge of the pit. Hooks and rotting meat hung over the back window, a filthy red toolbox in the back with some dead animals. An equally filthy guy got out of the truck, walking around to the back, dragging the deer and some other animals out of the back and adding them to the pile.
"Hey!" Wade called out.
The guy glanced back at the group, not even fazed by the strangers overlooking the rot.
"What is that? Do you see that?" Carly asked, pointing to the human hand that Liv had previously tried to ignore.
The guy trudged through the pile, approaching the hand.
"Hey, what are you doing?" Wade called as Carly and the other started to freak out some.
The strange man grabbed the hand and yanked it out, showing that it wasn't real. "Anyone need a hand?" he asked with an amused smile as he backed up.
Liv almost laughed, but fought it back. It wasn't necessarily an appropriate situation to be laughing in.
"I'm just foolin'. It ain't real, see?" the man promised, knocking on the plastic hand with his fist.
"What's it doing in a pile of carcasses?" Liv blurted out, ignoring the irritated looks of her group.
The man looked at her, grinned widely and shrugged. "I dunno. Found it on the side of the road a few weeks ago."
Liv snorted, the most laugh she could let out at the moment.
"Oh my god, are you guys okay?" Paige asked.
"Sorry we took so long," Blake murmured.
"It's alright," Carly said.
"I need a shower, but I guess I'm okay."
Paige made a disgusted face at her, which Liv happily ignored.
"What are you guys doin' 'round here?" the dirty guy finally asked, going back up to the group.
"We were, uh, camping up through those trees," Wade explained. "You don't know if there's a gas station around here do you?"
Liv blinked, turning to Nick. "Gas station?" she mumbled.
"The car won't start," he answered, making Liv groan softly.
Nick gave her a look of concern, but she didn't respond.
"I gotta can o' gas in the truck."
"I need a fan belt," Wade admitted.
Carly turned away from Paige and Dalton. "What?"
"It's busted."
"Of course. Perfect," Carly muttered.
At least she didn't fall directly into the pile of corpses, Liv thought bitterly.
"Bo might have one. Runs the station in Ambrose," the guy answered.
"Where's that?" Wade questioned.
"Fifteen miles up the road."
"We'll just get one in Baton Rouge," Blake suggested. "We'll put it on when we get back."
"Man, there's no way I'm leaving my car. What if that guy from last night comes and strips it or somethin'?"
"Whatever man, you're gonna miss the game then."
After some quiet arguing between the two, they finally agreed to just go to a station somewhere else.
"I'll give you a ride," the guy suggested. "If ya like."
"Well, yeah. That's cool," Wade agreed after a minute.
"I'm going with you," Carly insisted quickly.
Paige whined, but then the guys spoke up. "Well, take Liv with you guys to keep you on track," Dalton snickered.
"Dalton!" Wade and Carly complained.
Liv just sighed. This hadn't been in her vision, but she might as well go along with it. Everything was already going downhill, no pun intended. "Fine, I guess."
"Alright, so we'll head on back then," Blake announced, leading the others away.
Before walking away, Nick stripped off his t-shirt. He went to offer it to the dirtier Liv, but she shook her head, gesturing subtly to Carly. He picked up on what she was trying to do, and offered her a thankful smile before handing his shirt to Carly, who reluctantly accepted the clean shirt. Wade didn't miss the exchange, but also didn't comment.
Carly changed into it, blocked by Wade and Nick's bodies, and Dalton holding up a shirt.
"You sure you're okay?" Wade asked.
Liv shrugged. "I'll survive. I can't just take an entire outfit from someone, since I need more than just a shirt."
The Nick and Dalton seemed to reluctantly accept that as they departed, letting Wade, Carly, and Liv trudge down the hill around the roadkill to the strange guy.
"I'll sit in the bed," Liv suggested.
"You don't hafta," the roadkill-guy pointed out, although Wade and Carly looked subtly thankful.
Liv climbed in anyway, not even realizing that she smelled just as rancid as the truck. She kind of zoned out, somehow managing to appreciate the scenery. The ride was rough, especially it stopped suddenly.
Liv turned, not questioning the knife that now was jutting out of the dashboard. She tried climbing out of the back, but found that she was too short to get down. So she gave up and watched as the guy walked around the back of the truck, looking pretty unhappy as he threw open the passenger side door.
"Well get out then. Try an' do something nice for someone..."
"Dude, it's not like that. We appreciate it," Wade said, trying to placate the upset man.
"Yeah..." the guy grumbled.
Wade and Carly got out, starting up the road as the man went around the back again. He glanced up, noticing Liv. "Why don't you git out?" he asked, although not as harshly as when he talked to Wade.
Liv blushed, and you could tell even through the muck that had splashed on her face. "Um, I can't get out. I'm too short..."
The guy smiled brightly, his bad teeth visible behind his lips. He went to the back, unlatching the tailgate and helping her scoot down.
"Thanks for the ride. I'm sorry about my sister and her boyfriend. They must've said something rude," she apologized softly.
The man looked surprised, but then nodded. "It's okay, I guess. Just follow 'em on up to town. Bo can help you guys."
Liv nodded, skipping across the stones of the small stream where the truck stopped to catch up with Wade and Carly. The couple ahead glanced back uncomfortably at the guy, and when Liv looked back, he was still watching. But she waved after they had looked back ahead, and he waved back before hopping into his truck and driving away.
Okay, so I was writing all of this story at once, since I was watching the movie and I was like 'Hey, why not?' BUT THEN my laptop crapped out on me and I lost all of what I had for chapter three which made me all kinds of upset. So I decided to post what I had now. I will post the rest once I finish, but hopefully it won't take too long. But, for now, here ya go.