Chapter 8

“SOOOOOOO LET’S BUILD A SNOWMAN, WE CAN MAKE HIM OUR BEST FRIEND…” Jamie and Chloe sang at the top of their lungs.

“What the hell is wrong with you guys?” Jacob asked, he had put up with them singing along with the movie for the past hour or so.

“What Jake?” Jamie asked as the guy in the movie, Swan, stopped singing to tap dance in the snow beside the snowman he had just built.

“How do you even know the words to these songs? There’s a grand total of about 100 people who’ve heard of this movie, let alone seen it.”

“Aw, come on Jake, you know you love this movie.” Chloe flashed him a smile.

“Yeah, I do like it, that’s the scary part.” Jacob shrugged, and then Swan started singing again. “Arg! Can’t that guy die?” Jacob yelled at the TV. “I swear, if he says ‘snowman’ one more time I’ll shoot him!” Jamie and Chloe looked at each other and started cracking up.

Maria’s breath caught in her throat as Parker slid into the bed with only his boxers on. Maria rolled over and started with wide eyes at the wall. ‘Why am I not minding this, no, why am I enjoying this?’ She thought frantically to herself, feeling Parker settle down in the bed next to her. ‘I’m lying in bed only wearing a long tee-shirt, with Parker Scott, my best friend’s boyfriend who’s only in his underwear, and I’m not trying to get the hell out of here. Something’s gotta be wrong with me.’

Maria took a deep breath and rolled over to get more comfortable, her face was about one millimeter away from Parker’s sleeping face. ‘Oh shit.’ Maria slid over on the bed. ‘This is going to be one interesting road trip.’ She thought as she drifted off to sleep.

A few hours later when Maria awoke she couldn’t remember were she was. She opened her eyes and nearly screamed, Parker’s bright blue eyes were watching her intently, he had a small smile playing on his lips.

“What, are you doing?” Maria asked trying to calm down. Parker smirked and crawled out of the bed. “What are we doing here? What happened last night?” She asked slightly panicked.

“You don’t remember?” Parker asked surprised. “Wow, I didn’t think that you could possibly forget. It was great though.” He grabbed his pants and pulled them on. “Come on, I want to spend my vacation in the cabin, not in some motel.” He threw Maria’s clothes at her and grabbed his own shirt and pulled it over his head before walking into the bathroom with his hair care products. Maria watched him, eyes wide. Finally she snapped out of it and got dressed. She was about to knock on the bathroom door to see if Parker was still alive in there when he opened the door and walked out. “Hair’s done.” He grinned and walked out to his car. Maria rolled her eyes and finished getting ready. She walked out side into the cool night air.

“What time is it?” She asked throwing her bag into the back with Parker’s things.

“I don’t know, Wait, I do know. It’s 9.” Parker answered getting into the driver’s seat. “Ok, now to, wherever we stop next.” He laughed as he started up the car and pulled out of the motel parking lot.

“Hey Park, food might help a little bit.” Maria grinned and looked out the window.

“Food?” Parker asked as his stomach grumbled. “Yeah, that would be a good idea.”

‘He’s almost as blond as Kimmy…’ Maria thought trying not to laugh as he pulled into McDonalds.

“Oh, gross.” Maria said making a face at the ‘restaurant’.

“Well, it’s food.” Parker argued.

“No, it’s not, its plastic made to look and taste like food.” Maria argued back. They sat there for about a half an hour arguing over whether the food was real or not. Finally Parker gave in and pulled out to go to a diner small diner that they passed before.

“That was messed up.” Jacob shook his head as two of the main characters, Alfred Packer and Polly Pry, sang ‘Shpadoinkle Day’ then kissed.

“Wait for it.” Jamie said with a huge smile on her face, she and Chloe were watching the screen intently.

“For wha-“Jacob was cut off by Polly and Alfred screaming. “That guy’s still alive?” He asked through his laughter.

“Yeah, he’s the insane priest who never dies.” Chloe answered laughing.

“See, that guy is cool.” Jacob grinned as Jamie went over and rewound the tape. Chloe gave Jacob a funny look. “Oh come on Chlo, admit it, he’s cool, he killed the weirdo, the pervert, the retard, and the butcher. And to top that all off, he never dies.”

“God Jake, you need help. He was a priest that killed guys then ate them.” Jamie rolled her eyes.

“Yeah, that was pretty gross. A bunch of Cannibals, only Swan didn’t eat anyone.” Jacob thought aloud.

“Um, Jake, yeah, the title of the movie…” Chloe said throwing him the box.

“Hey, look at that, Cannibal the Musical. I would’ve never guessed.” He said sarcastically throwing the box back at Chloe.

“Ok, Jakey. You choose the next movie.” Jamie grinned at him and sat back down on the couch.

“Um…” Jacob tried to think of a movie. “How about Happy Gilmore?”

“We don’t have that one, do you?” Chloe asked looking through a backpack they had brought full of movies.

"Yeah, I do. Up on the bookcase in my room. The one next to the TV." Jacob instructed as Chloe headed up the stairs. "Oh, shit." Jacob groaned. "I just realized, I can't go into my room."

"Aw, poor Jakey." Jamie laughed. "I guess you'll have to live down here. You're mom probably wouldn't want you killing yourself on the stairs."

"Yeah, that wouldn't be very good." Jacob sighed as Chloe came back with the movie. She put it in the VCR and they settled down to watch it. 'I'm getting sick of watching the movie and watching Jamie watch the movie. I need to tell her how I feel before I explode,' Jacob thought restlessly. Jamie must have sensed that he was getting antsy, because she looked at him.

"Jakey, what's wrong?" Jamie asked, concerned.

'Oh nothing,' Jacob thought, 'Just the fact that I'm madly in love with you and I can't say it.' "Nothing James," he said, aggravated. "Everything's as perfect as it could be. I'm handicapped and stuck here in the house forever, with you 2 making me watch movies about fucking cannibals. Not to mention Jamie over here tormenting me with her beautiful looks." The 3 of them froze for a second until Jamie turned to look at Jacob. 'Oh shit,' he thought frantically 'Did I just say that out loud? Oh fuck, I'm in deep shit now.'

"Excuse me?" Jamie asked, surprised. She looked over at Chloe who was trying so very hard to hold her laughs in. She was cracking up hysterically inside.

"Ignore that," Jake said coolly. 'Please ignore that,' he thought.

"No. I will not ignore that. Chlo, can you give us a second here?" Jamie asked, looking at Chloe with pleading eyes.

"Yeah, sure," she said, flashing Jake a smile. 'Ha-Ha, you're royally screwed,' she thought. 'This should be good.' She walked out of the room and closed the door. She of course then walked into the kitchen, grabbed a glass and proceeded to listen. Like she could miss this.

"So we’re almost there?" Parker asked, looking at the map. They were pulled over on the side of the road, taking a rest.

"Yeah, I think so," Maria replied. She looked at him. "Haven’t you been here before? I would think you’d know how to get there."

"I’ve never driven here. I’ve always been with my parents or cousins. It’s okay though, now I think I remember. No big deal."

Maria looked at Parker and nodded. She had this strange feeling that he actually had no idea where they were heading. She tried to shake it off, and surfed for a radio station that came in up here. She stopped when she heard the voices of 5 guys ring through the speakers, loud and clear. Parker looked at her, but didn’t say anything. She sat back and sand along with them.

"Why don’t you be my girlfriend? I’ll treat ya good. I know you hear your friends when they say you should…cuz if you were my girlfriend I’d be your shining star. The one to show you where you are…"

Parker’s hand quickly hit the power button of the radio, without warning. He looked at Maria. "I thought I could handle that but it’s just too painful. How the hell do you listen to that shit? Boy bands are the gayest things ever invented. What kind of guy with any kind of pride would ever want to be in one of those things? It’s immorally wrong."

Maria laughed, "Park, look at yourself. You look like you’re right out of a music video yourself."

He shot a glare at her. "I don’t know what you’re talking about."