Very short chapter tonight. I'm dead tired and don't feel much like typing. More like crawling into my bed and sleeping for weeks. I feel bad for it being such a short chapter; sorry!
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DISCLAIMER: I do not own The Hill Have Eyes. Thanks for reminding me.

The hand on my waist slowly inched its way under my shirt, then up my stomach, over my boobs and just had begun to rip my shirt off when we heard the trap go off.

Bobby quickly broke away. "SH*T!" he muttered as he pulle me to my feet. "Cammie, I'm so-"

"Save it, Carter. Let's just get whatever's out there." I was hoping I came across a lot more calm and collected than I was really feeling. Bobby grabbed his gun off the counter, took a tighter grip on my hand, then pulled me outside. I wasn't expecting him to take me with him. "Bobby, I don-"

"Stay with me, Cam. Stay with me. Please." We were both looking around frantically, but saw nothing. "Sh*t. Sh*t, sh*t, sh*t, sh*t." he kept muttering.

We walked out to the fishing line that he had rigged to jingle a babies toy when moved, and we saw nothing. No mutant monsters, no wild animals, nothing. Then I saw the tumbleweed. I pointed it out to Bobby. He went and picked it off the line.

"Let's just go back to the trailer." I begged, not liking the feeling of being exposed like we were. He grabbed my hand and we began stumbling back. Then Bobby froze. "Bo-"

He set off in a dead sprint to the truck. I looked and saw the back door open. My heart stopped as I followed after him.

"She's gone! She's f*cking gone!" Ethyle was gone. I slammed my hand against the car door.

"Where's Mom?" I sobbed. Bobby picked me up.

"Cameron, go open a window and release the gas from the tanks! Have a strip of matches on the table. I'm going after her. I love you."

"Run like hell, Bobby." He kissed my forehead and took off. I ran into the trailer and began releasing the gas out of the tanks, like he had said. I tried to open the window, but it was stuck. I got up and threw matches on the table, then I heard gunshots. I froze, hoping Bobby had hit one. Then it's as if a lightbulb went off in my head. We were going to blow up the trailer! I couldn't believe it took me THAT long to figure it out! I started to grab a blanket and suddenly Bobby came bursting through the door.

"Get the window!" He yelled as he set the matches up against the door.

"It's stuck." I said as I tried it again. The window I was trying to open shattered all over me and I felt someone trying to pull me through. "AHH! Bobby! Help me! Bobby!" I screeched. He was by my side in a second, pulling zip-cords from an overhead compartment. As soon as he got the hands off of me, I jumped up. While he zip-tied the monsters hands, I grabbed the blanket, remembering how cold the desert nights are. I grabbed a big meat knife, jackets, and as many waters as I could fit in the make shift blanket-bag.

"CAM!" I looked up to see Bobby on the bed with the back window opened. I ran to him, climbed out and he handed me the blanket-bag and followed after me. We ran up a huge hill and hid behind a rock to watch what happened next.

As we were crouched behind that rock, I realized he had kept his promise. He had come back to me. I looked over at him, and even through everything, I realized i WOULD be okay. He was all that I need. I'm not saying I wouldn't like to have the rest of my family back, because that would definately be a lie, but Bobby was enough to keep me alive.

BOOOM!

I flinched at the sound, then looked towards the trailer and saw it engulfed in fire. The truck was somehow remaining undamaged, only affected by the debris falling everywhere.

"Bobby! We did it!" I cried, falling into him. We sat feeling victorious for a few seconds before going down to look at everything. I oculd honestly feel Bobbys heart break as we walked through the remains. I was walking aimlessly when I heard a strange laugh. I looked over and saw Bobby standing over the mutant, who had somehow survived. A fit of rage ran through my body. I thought of the pain and loss that these things had caused for the people I love. I grabbed a pick ax that was still stuck into something that looked like the side of the trailer that fell when I lifted it. I ran over to where he lay and stabbed it through him. Blood sprayed everywhere.

I don't know what happened next. I don't know if I blacked out or passed out or just can't remember.

The next thing I remember is running as fast as I could towards figures in the distance. An older male, carrying a young child, and a teen girl with a dog on a leash.

My family.

So, yeah Like i said earlier; this one is way short. But there will be more.
Lots lots lots more. Promise. (: