Ashley screws Brandon one last time

Brandon's foot weighed heavy on the gas pedal. His car raced down the narrow wood-side roads and flew over every bump. He squeezed the wheel, revisiting the act of punching Zack in his mind. The car swung around corners, screeching as it straightened up and he pushed the car faster and faster. He was about an hour away from the cabin when the car gave out.

When it first lost power, he couldn't understand what was happening. He pushed the pedal down, as if doing it harder with coerce the car into continuing. But it continued to freewheel, slowing down as Brandon could only steer it to the side of the road. Finally, he took notice of the fuel light, burning brightly in the darkness of the car.

How could it be empty? He'd filled it up before they'd left. Then he remembered the night before, Ashley, that bitch, had taken the car out to go look for Zack. He slapped the dashboard, realising why Ashley had been so concerned for his well being and how with that one act his ex-girlfriend had screwed him over one last time.

Brandon got out of his car and paced back and forth along the length of the vehicle. In his mind, he considered his options. He was about an hours drive from the cabin, probably about the same from the nearest town. Walking either way would be at least twice that.

The second option was simply to wait. Someone had hit Zack with a car, though Brandon pitied that they hadn't done a better job. Maybe someone would come across him, stranded at the roadside. But then they might not have gasoline on hand, which still require waiting while they went to get some.

Reaching into his pocket, he fished out his phone and looked at the screen. Despite the hilly, woodsy surroundings, he did have some signal, so he could call someone. But who to call? A taxi, perhaps? Or he could call someone up at the cabin, though that might be slightly embarrassing given how he'd left. Maybe he had been rather harsh to some of them. After all, Gavin hadn't fucked his girlfriend, and Chloe wasn't really to blame for wanting Ashley to face up to her own betrayal. Or maybe there was another option, that would allow him to save face and get rescued...

After a few minutes to decide, Brandon pulled the number up on his phone and dialled.