Title: Runaway
Author: eena_angel2001
Rating: R
Content: Some violence, quite a bit of swearing.
Summary: The usual, two girls fall into Middle Earth.
Disclaimer: Don't own anyone, except for Erin, Jenn, and Hunter.
Song Lyrics from Linkin Park's Hybrid Theory, song called Runaway.
Note: First LOTR fic, so be gentle.
***indicates lyrics***
Part One
***Graffiti decorations
Underneath a sky of dust***
She honestly didn't know why Jenn put up with his crap. She didn't have to. Jenn was smart, pretty, and caring. She could have her pick of guys. But she picked this guy, and why she did, Erin had no idead. The guy was a jerk, a certifiable jackass with no regard for her older sister. He yelled at her, demeaned her in public, was overly jealous, and a loud- mouthed idiot. He drank too much, smoked too much, and did everything else too much.
But Jenn loved him. No wonder everyone thought Erin was the smarter sister.
***A constant wave of tension
On top of broken trust
The lessons that you taught me
I learned were never true***
The scenery flew by, entirely too fast. Hunter drove like he did everything else, in excess. He was going far too fast for this stretch of road. She didn't even want to glance up and see his face. He was angry again. He was always angry, either with her or with Jenn.
Like she even cared if he was angry with her. He wasn't her father. He wasn't even close. Erin was a whole nineteen years of age, she didn't need this big lug of a man telling her what to do, where to do, or what to wear. Especially not what to wear.
But Jenn, she hated it when Hunter was mad at her. It was that whole stupid being in love with him thing again. She really ought to stop that. It didn't matter what Jenn did, Hunter would always find something to be mad at her about. It was either her clothes, her hair, her makeup, or if he was feeling particularly burlish, the way she was looking at other guys. Erin knew that was complete bullshit. Her sister was so in love with Hunter she didn't know there were even other guys on the planet. But he didn't care. It never had to be true for him, he just wanted to yell at her for it. Hunter was a grade A asshole.
***Now I find myself in question
(They point the finger at me again)
Guilty by association
(You point the finger at me again)***
"What the hell are you brooding about now?"
She wanted to bash her head into the window. What was his problem now? Can't he even drive home without starting another argument?
"Nothing," she mumbled in response. She didn't like talking to him. He like to use people's words against them. He could twist around the simplest sentence and turn it against you. That's why she only used one word responses with him. Of course, he still used it to start an argument.
"What? You're not talking to me now?"
See? She sighed, looking up to see his eyes in the rear-view mirror. Jenn was staring out the front window, refusing to look at either of them. She didn't like choosing between her sister and her boyfriend. But Hunter, being the prince that he was, always forced her hand.
"I'm tired," she muttered, going back to looking out her window. She didn't have to look to see that Hunter was unhappy with her answer. She heard the squeak of leather as Hunter gripped the steering wheel tighter than before. There was an argument coming.
And she was just too tired for it.
***Paper bags and angry voices
Under a sky of dust
Another wave of tension
Has more than filled me up
All my talk of taking action
These words were never true***
The night had gone horribly. Just once Erin would like to go to a dinner with their friends and not have Hunter embarrass the hell out of her. He hadn't liked the way Jenn had been talking to Alex. Alex was freaking gay, but Hunter still had a fit over it. He dragged both of them out, swearing up a storm. Erin had caught Alex's eye for a second, and she had seen the pity in his eyes. Pity for Jenn, because she was in love with the oaf. And pity for her, because she got stuck with the ass by sheer default.
"You know, your attitude stinks."
Look who was talking.
"What are you talking about Hunter?" she snapped, finally giving in. He wanted to fight, they would fight.
"I'm talking about you," he spat at her. His eyes went to the rearview mirror and she could see the anger brewing there. Fine, whatever, she would be his verbal punching bag. But if he wanted to dish it out, he was going to have to learn to take it as well.
"Hunter," Jenn spoke up, voice worried. "Look at the road."
He ignored her. That's what he did when he was busy fighting with Erin. Until such a point when he felt like dragging her into the fight. Until that point, she had no voice with him.
"If you have a problem, just say it," he sneered. "Come on Aera, let it out."
She bristled at the use of Jenn's nickname for her. He had no right to turn a sentimental nickname into a tool of abuse.
"Don't call me that!" she snarled at him.
"You going to make me?"
She rolled her eyes. He was such a pain.
***I wanna run away
Never say good-bye
I wanna know the truth
Instead of wondering why***
She wanted out of this crap. If Jenn didn't want to leave him, that didn't mean Erin had to put up with him. But then again, how could she leave her sister? Jenn was all she had left in this world. She be damned if Hunter ran her away.
"You're a little bitch, you know that?"
But he wasn't far from it.
***I wanna know the answers
No more lies
I wanna shut the door
And open up my mind***
"Hunter, the road."
Jenn sounded kind of frantic now. But Hunter didn't care, he just turned on her, all pretences of driving out the window.
"Do not tell me what to do-"
Erin rose up in her seat, eyes out the window instead of on her companions.
"Hunter-"
"What?" he snarled, turning in his seat.
"Hunter! The road!"
He turned back just in time to see the curve coming up. He turned the wheel sharply, tires skidding as they protested the movement. Erin heard screaming, surprised to find it was coming from her own throat. Jenn was screaming too, Hunter's yell adding to the noise.
The car spun, the tires burned rubber on the road, and they all screamed together. She saw the trees heading their way rather quickly, bracing her hands on Jenn's seat to keep herself from being jostled around too much.
The sound of metal crunching was an interesting sound. It was surreal almost, sounding almost exactly like it did on television. Jenn's screaming really was too loud, too real. Hunter was fighting with the wheel, even though it was pointless now. They were already crashing, already in a wreck.
Erin closed her eyes and willed it all away.
***Gonna run away***
Author: eena_angel2001
Rating: R
Content: Some violence, quite a bit of swearing.
Summary: The usual, two girls fall into Middle Earth.
Disclaimer: Don't own anyone, except for Erin, Jenn, and Hunter.
Song Lyrics from Linkin Park's Hybrid Theory, song called Runaway.
Note: First LOTR fic, so be gentle.
***indicates lyrics***
Part One
***Graffiti decorations
Underneath a sky of dust***
She honestly didn't know why Jenn put up with his crap. She didn't have to. Jenn was smart, pretty, and caring. She could have her pick of guys. But she picked this guy, and why she did, Erin had no idead. The guy was a jerk, a certifiable jackass with no regard for her older sister. He yelled at her, demeaned her in public, was overly jealous, and a loud- mouthed idiot. He drank too much, smoked too much, and did everything else too much.
But Jenn loved him. No wonder everyone thought Erin was the smarter sister.
***A constant wave of tension
On top of broken trust
The lessons that you taught me
I learned were never true***
The scenery flew by, entirely too fast. Hunter drove like he did everything else, in excess. He was going far too fast for this stretch of road. She didn't even want to glance up and see his face. He was angry again. He was always angry, either with her or with Jenn.
Like she even cared if he was angry with her. He wasn't her father. He wasn't even close. Erin was a whole nineteen years of age, she didn't need this big lug of a man telling her what to do, where to do, or what to wear. Especially not what to wear.
But Jenn, she hated it when Hunter was mad at her. It was that whole stupid being in love with him thing again. She really ought to stop that. It didn't matter what Jenn did, Hunter would always find something to be mad at her about. It was either her clothes, her hair, her makeup, or if he was feeling particularly burlish, the way she was looking at other guys. Erin knew that was complete bullshit. Her sister was so in love with Hunter she didn't know there were even other guys on the planet. But he didn't care. It never had to be true for him, he just wanted to yell at her for it. Hunter was a grade A asshole.
***Now I find myself in question
(They point the finger at me again)
Guilty by association
(You point the finger at me again)***
"What the hell are you brooding about now?"
She wanted to bash her head into the window. What was his problem now? Can't he even drive home without starting another argument?
"Nothing," she mumbled in response. She didn't like talking to him. He like to use people's words against them. He could twist around the simplest sentence and turn it against you. That's why she only used one word responses with him. Of course, he still used it to start an argument.
"What? You're not talking to me now?"
See? She sighed, looking up to see his eyes in the rear-view mirror. Jenn was staring out the front window, refusing to look at either of them. She didn't like choosing between her sister and her boyfriend. But Hunter, being the prince that he was, always forced her hand.
"I'm tired," she muttered, going back to looking out her window. She didn't have to look to see that Hunter was unhappy with her answer. She heard the squeak of leather as Hunter gripped the steering wheel tighter than before. There was an argument coming.
And she was just too tired for it.
***Paper bags and angry voices
Under a sky of dust
Another wave of tension
Has more than filled me up
All my talk of taking action
These words were never true***
The night had gone horribly. Just once Erin would like to go to a dinner with their friends and not have Hunter embarrass the hell out of her. He hadn't liked the way Jenn had been talking to Alex. Alex was freaking gay, but Hunter still had a fit over it. He dragged both of them out, swearing up a storm. Erin had caught Alex's eye for a second, and she had seen the pity in his eyes. Pity for Jenn, because she was in love with the oaf. And pity for her, because she got stuck with the ass by sheer default.
"You know, your attitude stinks."
Look who was talking.
"What are you talking about Hunter?" she snapped, finally giving in. He wanted to fight, they would fight.
"I'm talking about you," he spat at her. His eyes went to the rearview mirror and she could see the anger brewing there. Fine, whatever, she would be his verbal punching bag. But if he wanted to dish it out, he was going to have to learn to take it as well.
"Hunter," Jenn spoke up, voice worried. "Look at the road."
He ignored her. That's what he did when he was busy fighting with Erin. Until such a point when he felt like dragging her into the fight. Until that point, she had no voice with him.
"If you have a problem, just say it," he sneered. "Come on Aera, let it out."
She bristled at the use of Jenn's nickname for her. He had no right to turn a sentimental nickname into a tool of abuse.
"Don't call me that!" she snarled at him.
"You going to make me?"
She rolled her eyes. He was such a pain.
***I wanna run away
Never say good-bye
I wanna know the truth
Instead of wondering why***
She wanted out of this crap. If Jenn didn't want to leave him, that didn't mean Erin had to put up with him. But then again, how could she leave her sister? Jenn was all she had left in this world. She be damned if Hunter ran her away.
"You're a little bitch, you know that?"
But he wasn't far from it.
***I wanna know the answers
No more lies
I wanna shut the door
And open up my mind***
"Hunter, the road."
Jenn sounded kind of frantic now. But Hunter didn't care, he just turned on her, all pretences of driving out the window.
"Do not tell me what to do-"
Erin rose up in her seat, eyes out the window instead of on her companions.
"Hunter-"
"What?" he snarled, turning in his seat.
"Hunter! The road!"
He turned back just in time to see the curve coming up. He turned the wheel sharply, tires skidding as they protested the movement. Erin heard screaming, surprised to find it was coming from her own throat. Jenn was screaming too, Hunter's yell adding to the noise.
The car spun, the tires burned rubber on the road, and they all screamed together. She saw the trees heading their way rather quickly, bracing her hands on Jenn's seat to keep herself from being jostled around too much.
The sound of metal crunching was an interesting sound. It was surreal almost, sounding almost exactly like it did on television. Jenn's screaming really was too loud, too real. Hunter was fighting with the wheel, even though it was pointless now. They were already crashing, already in a wreck.
Erin closed her eyes and willed it all away.
***Gonna run away***