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Chapter no 7

Five Survive

โ€œHello?โ€ Red called, her voice hollow, her eyes alive, sorting through shadows.โ€Œ

Perfect.

This was the absolute worst way to die. Midโ€“squat-pissing behind a tree while Maddyโ€™s axe-murderer charged at her from the front. Digni๏ฌed till the end. No, the worst way to die must be su๏ฌ€ocating, no, no, actually, the worst was on your knees, two shots to the back of theโ€”all right, all right, letโ€™s ๏ฌnish up here.

There wasnโ€™t anyone in the trees. Red knew that. She did. The only people were the ones she knew of, behind her on the scrubland. It was just a rat, or a bat, or a raccoon, or maybe a vampire. But it didnโ€™t matter because she was ๏ฌnished.

Her legs shook as she straightened, pulling her underwear and jeans back up, fastening the button and zipper in a hurry. She lurched for her phone and held it up, the ๏ฌ‚ashlight her weapon against the night.

โ€œAha!โ€

See, no one in the trees. Told you.

But even so, Red decided to run back to the others. Oliver would probably say sheโ€™d been too long already. Her ponytail ๏ฌ‚icked against the back of her

neck and she could hear her heart in her ears; was that from the running or because of the axe-murderer? The light swung forward and back in her hand, ๏ฌ‚ashing along the road. Red stumbled over a rock she hadnโ€™t seen, swearing as her ankle buckled beneath her, trying to bring her down.

โ€œRed?โ€

Red held the phone up. Arthur was just ten feet in front of her on the road, walking toward her, his glasses re๏ฌ‚ecting the light.

โ€œYou okay?โ€ he called. โ€œWe thought we heard you yelling.โ€

โ€œOh, yeah I was,โ€ she said, panicking and quickly double-checking that sheโ€™d done up her ๏ฌ‚y before Arthur could see. โ€œJust shouting at the axe-murderer.โ€

โ€œWell, I hope heโ€™s having a good evening,โ€ Arthur said as they ๏ฌnally met on the road, turning on his heels to walk back together.

โ€œHeโ€™s having a great time, skulking through the trees, watching girls pee.โ€

Arthur snorted. He pushed his glasses up his nose, a sudden awkwardness in the movement of his arms. โ€œI was going to cover my eyes and call out before I got close, by the way,โ€ he said, like it was important she knew that. โ€œSo I didnโ€™tโ€”โ€

โ€œโ€”see me peeing?โ€ she asked.

โ€œExactly. I donโ€™t think weโ€™re quite there yet.โ€

And what did he mean by that? Whereย wereย they? As far as Red knew, they were just awkwardly ๏ฌ‚irting, neither of them very good at it, and in a few months heโ€™d move on with his life, like everyone else. Probably get a nice college girlfriend he could take home for Thanksgiving.

โ€œRed?โ€

Crap, she hadnโ€™t been listening. Had he said anything else? โ€œYeah?โ€

โ€œYou know, in all this time, Iโ€™ve never asked you,โ€ he said. โ€œWhy did your parents call you Red?โ€

โ€œOh, well, thatโ€™s easy,โ€ she said. โ€œBecause of my natural bright red hair color.โ€ She reached back to tug at a strand of her dull blond hair.

Arthur smiled, shook his head. โ€œAnd the real reason?โ€ he asked.

โ€œItโ€™s not Red, itโ€™s Redford,โ€ she said, eyes on the RV as their steps brought it closer. Did Red imagine it, or was the RV steadily lowering on one side? They must have changed the tire. โ€œI was named after my grandpa. Redford Foster.โ€

โ€œThatโ€™s quite a name,โ€ he laughed. โ€œIsnโ€™t it?โ€

โ€œVery serious.โ€

โ€œWell, he was,โ€ Red said. โ€œHe was a police captain.โ€ A pause.

โ€œLike your mom?โ€

The word punched through Redโ€™s chest, a hole left behind, air bleeding around it. She slowed to catch her breath. Yes, like her mom. Grace Kenny, captain of the Philadelphia Police Department, Third District. She didnโ€™t know Arthur knew about all that.

Arthur drew to a stop, catching her arm, the RV twenty feet ahead of them.

โ€œYou know, early on, Maddy pulled me aside and told me to never ask you about your mom,โ€ he said. โ€œOr to even mention moms in general in front of you. And if thatโ€™s what you want, then thatโ€™s ๏ฌne, but if you canโ€™t talk to your best friend about her, I was wondering, maybe, whether you wanted someone else to talk to about her. And I could do that sometime. If you want.โ€

No. She didnโ€™t want. She could not speak of her, would not think of her. Arthur hadnโ€™t known Red in the before time, he was new, he wasnโ€™t supposed to know about her mom. Maybe that was what Red liked most about him, that he was untainted by knowing. Except he did know, Maddy had told him. Did that change everything? Was that why he was always nice to her, why he softened his voice? She looked down. That was enough. Red refused to think about Arthur knowing, pitying her, or about Mom. Push it away, out of her head, skip to the next thought. Gone.

โ€œWhat are you doing when we ๏ฌnish senior year?โ€ she asked, a question she never asked because she hated when people asked her, and Arthur bristled at the brush-o๏ฌ€, dropping his eyes. โ€œYou going to college?โ€

โ€œUm, no, actually,โ€ he said, recovering. โ€œNo, for me itโ€™s straight to joining the family business.โ€ He grimaced. What was the family businessโ€”kicking puppies?

โ€œWhich is?โ€ she asked.

โ€œFlipping houses, essentially. But Iโ€™ll be in the o๏ฌƒce.โ€ โ€œThatโ€™s not so bad.โ€

โ€œNo,โ€ he agreed. โ€œExcept it means Iโ€™ll spend all day every day inside.โ€ โ€œAh, the olโ€™ claustrophobia,โ€ she said.

He raised a ๏ฌnger. โ€œExactly.โ€

Red sni๏ฌ€ed. โ€œWhat, did you get locked inside a closet as a kid, or something?โ€

It was a joke, but Arthur didnโ€™t smile. His eyes hardened on the road, shoulders hitched up to his ears.

โ€œYeah,โ€ he said, ๏ฌ‚atly. โ€œJust a prank butโ€ฆmy brother sometimes takes things too far.โ€

Well, shit. Now it was clearly Redโ€™s turn to put her foot in it. Arthurโ€™s eyes were still clouded, an awkward twist in his mouth. Maybe he didnโ€™t want to talk about his brother, just as much as Red didnโ€™t want to talk about her mom. She made a silent deal with him; he agreed, even if he didnโ€™t know about it. There were more important things to think about tonight, anyway. Now she just had to change the subject, quick, distract them both.

โ€œNeed to get yourself an outside job, then,โ€ she said. โ€œDog-walker?โ€

Arthur shook the expression out of his face, recovering as he turned to her.

โ€œFarmer?โ€ he countered.

โ€œNature conservationist?โ€ she said. โ€œOoh, nice.โ€

Red had another one: โ€œAxe-murderer?โ€ she said. โ€œI hear thatโ€™s taken.โ€

Red had almost forgotten what it was they were listing, and why, but before she could say her next one, a sound erupted across the wide clearing. Clapping. Cheering. Another loud whoop from Simon.

โ€œThey must be done. Come on,โ€ Arthur said, leading Red up to the RV and along the side. And she might have been wrong, but there was a moment where it looked like he had reached for her hand.

They approached the others at the front, the torn-open wheel lying discarded on the road, the RV lowered back down on its new tire. Simon was cradling the jack like it was an old friend. Smiles on everyoneโ€™s faces as the ๏ฌ‚ashlight landed on them.

โ€œThere you are,โ€ Maddy said to Red. โ€œI was getting worried.โ€

โ€œThanks for all your help there, Red,โ€ Oliver added, his arm tucked through Reynaโ€™s. Red was pretty sure Reyna had done most of the work anyway.

โ€œYouโ€™re very welcome,โ€ she replied.

โ€œOh and, by the way, I checked,โ€ Oliver continued, speaking to both Red and Arthur now. โ€œThisย isย a dead-end road. Well, it goes through some trees over there, but itโ€™s so tight weโ€™d never get the RV through.โ€

โ€œOkay, sorry,โ€ Arthur said, and what was he apologizing for? They had all gotten lost. And Red was the one who told them to keep going, who brought them down here.

โ€œThatโ€™s ๏ฌne,โ€ Red said. โ€œWe can turn around.โ€

โ€œRight, letโ€™s get this show on the road.โ€ Oliver clapped again. โ€œRed, can you take the old tire, shove it in the storage compartments? Maddy, grab the blocks and the wrench.โ€

Red picked it up, the tire limp and awkward in her arms. She looked down at the tear, eyes tracing along its frayed edges. Completely destroyed.

โ€œThis way,โ€ Simon said to her, gesturing with the jack.

Arthur, Reyna and Oliver headed o๏ฌ€ into the high beams, glowing as they made their way back around to the door.

โ€œSo,โ€ Maddy said, the blocks and wrench gathered precariously in her arms. โ€œArthur came looking for you. Worried you were lost in the dark.โ€

โ€œAnd he found me,โ€ Red said. โ€œEnd of story.โ€

โ€œOh, whatโ€™s this?โ€ Simon asked, opening the closest storage compartment and pushing the jack inside. โ€œGirl gossip?โ€

โ€œNothing,โ€ Red said, brushing past him to chuck the tire in too. It made a loudย thwackย as it landed.

โ€œOh, come on, include me.โ€ He stuck out his bottom lip, tugging on Redโ€™s

sleeve.

โ€œThereโ€™s nothing to be included in.โ€

โ€œArthur went looking for Red,โ€ Maddy said, the blocks and wrench falling from her arms into the compartment with a loud clatter. She pushed the door shut and locked it in place with the handle.

โ€œOoh, saucy,โ€ Simon said with a click of his tongue and an exaggerated wink.

โ€œWe were gone for like three minutes,โ€ Red said, walking toward the back side of the RV, the others on her heels.

โ€œThatโ€™s enough,โ€ Simon said, and Maddy laughed. โ€œWill you twoโ€”โ€

โ€œโ€”fuck o๏ฌ€?โ€ was Simonโ€™s suggestion. โ€œโ€”shut up?โ€ was Maddyโ€™s.

โ€œโ€”make out?โ€

โ€œEw, Simon.โ€ Maddyโ€™s face crumpled in disgust.

โ€œOh as if you wouldnโ€™t,โ€ Simon said, overtaking Red and turning around. โ€œIโ€™m very good-looking. Check out these cheekbones. Camera loves these cheekbones.โ€

โ€œThatโ€™s not what Camera says behind your back,โ€ Red said, pushing him

on.

โ€œHuh, betrayal!โ€

They rounded the other side of the RV.

โ€œWell, anyway,โ€ Simon whispered to Red. โ€œI approve of the pairing.โ€ โ€œYou approve of all pairings,โ€ Maddy added.

โ€œNot true.โ€ Simon paused again by the door, his foot on the lowest step. โ€œI

think itโ€™s weird that Jess Tโ€™s new boyfriend is twenty-two, and that theyโ€™ve only been together two months and sheโ€™s bringing him on spring break.ย Andย that heโ€™s called Marco. Red ๏ฌ‚ags everywhere.โ€

With another push, Red ๏ฌnally got him into the RV, stepping up behind him and shu๏ฌ„ing in. Everyone was at the front, Reyna settling back into the

driverโ€™s seat.

โ€œReally, I can take over,โ€ Oliver was saying. โ€œI only had one beer earlier.โ€ โ€œItโ€™s ๏ฌne, I got it,โ€ Reyna said.

โ€œCan you make the turn?โ€ โ€œYes I can make the turn.โ€

โ€œRight, okay,โ€ Maddy said, pulling the door closed behind her. โ€œAll in.

Letโ€™s get out of here.โ€

โ€œFinally.โ€ Oliver looked back at them all, a wide smile cracking his face. โ€œWell done, everyone. Overcoming adversity.โ€

Probably the most adversity Oliver Lavoy had ever encountered.

โ€œIt makes for a good story, at least,โ€ Maddy said. โ€œMuch more exciting than everyone elseโ€™s journey tomorrow.โ€

โ€œYeah.โ€ Simon nodded. โ€œUnlessย Marcoย murders them all on the plane.โ€

Reyna turned the keys in the ignition, and the RV roared into life, ready to go.

Simon whooped again, Arthur clapped and Maddy cheered.

โ€œOh wait,โ€ she said, fumbling for her phone. โ€œLetโ€™s get a victory sel๏ฌe.

Come on, everyone in.โ€

Maddy outstretched her arm, trying to ๏ฌt them all in the screen. โ€œRed, in closer. Reyna, turn around.โ€

Red shu๏ฌ„ed in closer to Arthur and Simon. Sheโ€™d already been smiling too long, her cheeks aching. Maddy held up two ๏ฌngers on her spare hand.

โ€œOkay, everyone say:ย Team RV!โ€

โ€œTeam RV!โ€ they called, voices out of time and out of tune.

Maddy pressed the button on theย V,ย and Red could see everyoneโ€™s teeth in the photo.

โ€œPerfect,โ€ Maddy said, lowering her arm to study the picture.

โ€œTeam RV,โ€ Simon called again, turning it into a chant. โ€œTeam RV! Team RV!โ€ He stopped when no one else joined in. There was such a thing as too much celebration.

Reyna released the parking brake and the RV rolled steadily forward. She pulled to the left, slowly coming o๏ฌ€ the road and into the surrounding dirt and grass, headlights scaring away the shadows. But there were always more

behind. Expectant, waiting. Reyna turned the steering wheel as far as it would go, bringing the RV almost parallel to the road.

โ€œOkay, back up now. Back up,โ€ Oliver said.

โ€œI know.โ€ Reyna put the RV in reverse, and the screen in the center console lit up. A grainy black-and-white image from the rearview parking camera mounted at the back. Red watched the screen as the RV reversed over the road, Reyna pulling the wheel all the way to the right. The rough gravel and dirt gave way to a high patch of grass, beckoning to them in the wind. Or waving them goodbye. But there was something else in the image now, hidden behind the grass. Something crouching, dark and still.

โ€œThereโ€™s a rock,โ€ Oliver said, leaning closer to the screen. โ€œCareful, thereโ€™s a huge rock right behind us.โ€

โ€œI can see it,โ€ Reyna said coolly, backing up a couple more feet before stopping and shifting into drive. She inched forward, straightening up the wheel as the RV staggered back onto the road, facing the way theyโ€™d come in.

โ€œLetโ€™s go.โ€ She pressed down on the gas.

Red thought theyโ€™d never leave. She cradled her hands, ๏ฌngernails biting into the skin of her wrist.

โ€œTeam RV!โ€ Simon shrieked again, more frantic this time, and Maddy gave a light round of applause for Reyna and her three-point-turning skills.

Maybe that was why they didnโ€™t hear the ๏ฌrst one, but Red did. A crack that split the night again, and the RV sank behind her, scraping on the gravel.

Another crack and hiss, and the front right of the RV buckled, tipping them o๏ฌ€ balance.

โ€œWhat the fโ€”โ€ Simon began, falling into Red. Another.

The back left burst, the RV collapsing with it. Another. The last one.

The RV grated against the road, screeching as it rolled to a stop. All four tires. Gone.

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