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Chapter Six

Vickie and Paige's eyes widened when they saw Carly stuck head first in the pile of bloody carcasses.

"Oh, shit!" Vickie murmured, looking down the mucky hill for a safe route.

"Carly!" Paige shouted, hoping to get an answer back.

"Paige!" Carly screamed back, trying to wiggle herself out of the mess.

"Are you okay?" Vickie shouted, still looking for a route down the hill to her.

"I'm stuck!" Carly shouted back.

Vickie nodded, biting her lip. "I thought as much! I'll be down to you in a second!"

"Vickie! Please help me get out of here!"

Vickie nudged Paige. "Paige, shout on the guys, I'll try and help Carly." She said.

Paige didn't even have to shout on them, they both heard the boys shouting somewhere from within the woods.

Vickie slowly went down the hill; unfortunately there was a part that was too steep and slipped down on her butt. She winced when her bottom connected harshly with the ground. She used her butt to slide down the hill, trying to reach Carly.

"We're down here!" She heard Paige shout from the top of the hill. "Guys, help us!"

Carly heard her and started shouting too. "Guys! Get down here!"

Vickie reached Carly just as the guys came out of the woods. "I can't get out!" Carly shouted to Vickie.

"I'm right here, I'm going to pull you back and then get Wade to help, okay?" She said, calmly, trying to calm her down. Vickie kept her feet as far away from the sickening pile as she could and grabbed Carly's legs, pulling her backwards, out of the pile.

She looked up and saw the guys coming down the hill, Wade being the first one to come down. "I'm here, hold on! Hold on, baby." Wade said, nearing them.

"Wade, where are you?" Carly asked, trying to keep her hands from going back inside the mess.

Wade finally reached them. "Carly, I'm right here."

"I've pulled her back, so just pull her around and up, can you do that?" Vickie asked, still holding onto Carly's thighs, keeping her from going head first into the pile.

Wade nodded and grabbed Carly's arm, pulling her up. "Here. Grab me, baby. Come on. Come on. I got you. Get up here." He pulled her around so that she was on her back and placed her on the ground. "You all right? Oh, man." He said, noticing her bloodied hands and mucky top.

"There's a roadkill pit down here." Dalton said, finally reaching the rest of the group.

"Yeah, that smells about right." Nick nodded, coughing.

Vickie sighed in relief, glad that they managed to get Carly out. She let Wade take care of her and walked up the hill to Nick, careful of her footing this time.

Nick held out his hand to her, helping her up the steep part of the hill. She took his hand and was pulled into his chest, him hugging her tightly.

She saw Blake embracing Paige out of the corner of her eye. "Baby, you okay?" He asked her.

She nodded in response. "Uhuh."

Vickie sighed and squeezed Nick tightly before letting go. He raised his hand to her face, moving some hair out of her face, and cupped her cheek. "You okay?" She smiled in response and nodded. "Alright, good. You gave me such a scare, I thought something terrible had happened."

She shook her head and took a step back. "I'm fine, don't worry about it." She reassured him.

"Hey, is that the truck from last night?" Blake asked, making them all turn their attention to the truck that was making its way towards the pile of roadkill.

"Not unless he fixed his headlight." Wade said, shaking his head.

The guy in the truck backed up into the pile and got out. He went to the back of his truck and climbed on it, grabbing onto a dead deer.

"Hey!" Wade shouted, getting the guys attention.

"Don't you see that?" Carly asked, pointing towards a hand that was stuck in the middle of the pile. "What is that?"

The guy looked at it before climbing out, pulling the dead deer out with him. He walked over to the hand, sliding a little as he walked, and bent down, slowly reaching out to it.

Vickie shook her head, her mouth gaping open.

Apparently Wade had the same thought. "No way." He mumbled. "What are you doing, man?"

The guy grabbed onto the hand and pulled. It popped off, revealing that it was just a fake.

"Anyone need a hand?" The guy joked, laughing to himself. "I'm just fooling. It's not real, see?" He asked, knocking his hand against the plastic.

"God." Carly said, shaking her head. She made her way over to Paige. Vickie got out of Nick's arms and walked over to her too.

"I found it on the side of the road a few weeks ago." The guy said, continuing to talk.

"Oh my God, are you okay?" Paige asked, scrunching her face up at the way Carly looked.

"Sorry we took so long." Blake apologized.

"It's all right." Carly said, shrugging.

The guy jumped from where he was standing, to a less muckier place. "What are you guys doing here?" He asked.

"We were all camping up through those trees." Wade said, pointing behind himself.

Vickie sighed and turned to Paige. "Any chance you got some water or something in there? You know, for Carly's hands." She said, nodding her head at Carly's bloodied hands.

Paige nodded and started looking through her bag for some. "Yeah, I have water in here somewhere. God." She said, finally pulling it out.

"Oh, good." Carly said, holding her hands out to be washed. "Thank you." She said to Vickie.

Vickie just nodded her head and directed her attention to Carly's back. "You've got some muck on you, here." She said, standing behind her and wiping her down.

"Thanks, Vick." Carly said, looking back at her.

Dalton walked over to them, biting his lip. "Hey, have you guys seen my camera by any chance?" Dalton asked, staring up at them.

"Are you kidding?" Paige asked, giving him an annoyed look.

Carly sighed, shaking her head. "No."

"Seriously, Dalton… she just got stuck in a pile of bloodied animals, your camera is the last thing on our minds!" Vickie said, narrowing her eyes at him.

"Damn, right, sorry." Dalton apologized, turning away from them.

Wade turned his attention to the guy standing watching them. "Hey, you don't know if there is a gas station around here, do you?" Wade asked.

"Well, I got some gas in the truck if…?" The guy said, pointing to his truck.

Wade shook his head and looked away from him. "I need a fan belt."

Carly turned her attention to him. "What?" She asked.

"Just busted." Wade said, turning to her.

Carly nodded and sighed. "Of course. Perfect."

Vickie bit her lip as she finished brushing off Carly's top half. "Now that's bad luck." She mumbled.

"Bo might have one. Runs a station in Ambrose." The guy said, nodding.

"Where's that?" Wade asked, confused.

"Fifteen miles up the road." The guy said, pointing up the road.

Wade pressed his lips together and looked up the road, not liking the distance. Blake shook his head. "Let's just get one in Baton Rouge, we'll put it on when we get back." He suggested.

"Man, there's no way I'm leaving my car. What if that guy from last night come and strips it or something?" Wade asked, facing him.

"Well, whatever, man, you're gonna miss the game, then." Blake said, shrugging.

"Yeah, well, that's not why I came." Wade told him, looking up at Carly.

Vickie smiled at Carly, thinking that was sweet. "Hey, just so you know, I'm not perving you up, I'm getting the muck off your ass, okay?" Vickie asked. Carly smiled a little, not having the energy to laugh.

"Yeah, alright. Just get me clean, I don't care." Carly said.

Vickie nodded and started brushing down the muck on her butt, glaring at Dalton when he wiggled his eyebrows at her.

"All right then, look. I'll run you up to the station. Let's go now, Kickoff's in a couple hours." Blake said.

Wade shook his head. "Dude, you're already late. You still gotta find a scalper and snag tickets." He said. "Y'all should just go now. I'll stay with my car. It's fine. Just go and get me a fan belt on the way back. Make sure it's a fifteen inch."

Blake nodded and held out his hand to Wade, who took it, shaking it. "Gotcha." Blake said.

The guy was just standing there, watching them. He perked up a little when he heard what they were saying. "I'll give you a ride." He offered.

"You serious?" Wade asked, looking at him.

"If you like." The guy said, shrugging.

"Well, yeah. Yeah." Wade said, stuttering a little.

"That cool?" Blake asked him.

Wade nodded. "Yeah, if it's cool." He said to the creepy guy. The guy nodded and shrugged, smiling at them afterword.

Vickie finished brushing off Carly and scrunched her nose up. Would she hell accept a ride from that stranger.

"I'm going with you." Carly suddenly said.

Vickie stared at her, eyes wide. She knew she couldn't say anything in front of the guy, but she could at least try.

Paige managed to get there first. "Carly, no." She complained.

"Yes. It'll be fine." Carly said, brushing her off.

"Uh…" Vickie said, standing there, mouth open. She didn't have a clue what to say.

"All right, let's go." Blake said, shrugging. He started walking off, Paige following him.

Vickie shook her head, not liking the idea of leaving her friends alone with the creepy guy. She sighed and walked over to Nick, kissing his cheek. She then glanced back at Carly and noticed just how bad her shirt was. She looked up at Nick sweetly. "You know… it kinda would be nice if someone offered her a clean shirt to wear." She said innocently, playing with Nick's vest top.

Nick looked down at her, then up to Carly. He patted Vickie's back and stepped away from her, going towards Carly. "Carly!"

"What?" She asked, facing him. Nick took off his top, offering it to her. He inclined his head for her to take it.

"I'll leave tickets at will call." Blake said, as he walked off with Paige.

Carly took the top, looking at him. "Thank you." She said, gratefully.

Nick turned his head to look at Vickie. She grinned big at him and gave him the thumbs up. She went over to him and slipped her hands over his neck, giving him a sweet kiss. "You can be so sweet sometimes." She said, teasingly, kissing him once more before letting him go.

Carly turned her back to the guy and started lifting up her shirt. Wade, Dalton, Nick and Vickie all surrounded her, blocking her from the guys view.

Carly got her top off and handed it to Vickie who stood right behind her. Dalton took it from her hands and held it up to cover Carly's back. Vickie turned around and saw the creepy guy grinning. She scoffed as she looked at him and glared when he winked at her.

Carly turned around with Nick's top on; she noticed Dalton still holding the ruined top up and took it from him. "Oh, it's okay."

Dalton nodded and moved to her side. Carly sighed and adjusted the top as much as she could. She thanked Vickie, giving her a pat on the hip, and walked over to Wade.

"Come on, baby." Wade said, taking her hand. "So let's get out of here."

The guy nodded and went over to his truck, Wade and Carly following him.

Dalton leaned against a tree and shook his head. "Man, you're just gonna let them leave like that?" He asked. "With a guy who throws roadkill in a pit for a living?"

Vickie bit her lip, silently backing up Dalton.

Nick chuckled and faced him. "You clean shit for a living, Mr. Septic-Tank-Man." He joked. "What's the difference?" Nick backed up and started heading back into the woods.

Dalton scoffed. "Well, I don't walk through it, that's one." He said.

Nick slapped his arm as he went past. Vickie smiled and followed behind Nick, taking his hand. "That's a difference, right?" Dalton asked, following behind them.

"Hey, Vickie, you know you have muck on your ass?" Dalton asked, laughing.

Vickie almost paused in her walking. "Why are you looking?" She joked back to him. She saw Nick lean back and stare at her butt. "Do I have muck on my butt?"

Nick smirked and nodded. "Oh, yeah."

She sighed, turning her eyes to the sky. "God, why me?"

Nick laughed and let go off her hand. He stopped her from walking and started brushing down her butt, going down on his knee's to get most of it off.

After a minute of Dalton's constant innuendo, Nick finished. "There, all done." He stood up and wiped his hands on his jeans before taking her hand again.

Dalton scratched his cheek and looked at her ass, contemplating whether or not he should try something. He grinned and reached his hand out, brushing it across her jeans.

Vickie felt it and stopped walking. "Hey! Hands off the merchandise!" She said, her voice teasing. She couldn't help but hit him though, just to emphasize her point.

Dalton leaned back, out of reach. "Woah, alright, alright! God, I forgot only the almighty Nick could touch you."

Nick laughed at that. "You got that right."

Vickie shook her head and laughed. She started walking again, still holding Nick's hand tightly in hers. She felt a weird sensation in her stomach and brushed it off, thinking Carly and Wade would be fine. Bad things only happened in scary movies, nothing would touch them.

But even as she told herself that, she felt the dread as they walked into the camp, getting ready to head to the game.

TBC…