Keep her!

Roy stared at Brie for for another 30 seconds weighing his options. Finally, he made up his mind. He took a small step back and surveyed the stretch of road around him. It was still deserted. He couldn’t see a car anywhere in sight. He quickly pulled his clothes on. As he buckled up his pants, he looked down at Brie. She still hadn’t moved.

“Don’t you fucking move,” he warns her before he walks back to his car. He quickly pops open his trunk and grabs a small blanket from inside. He walked back over to the actresses car and hold his hand to the actress.

“Sit up,” he says quickly. Brie stares at his hand warily and doesn’t move.

“Did I fucking starter?” he asked, his voice turning dark. She cautiously reaches out and takes his outstretched hand. He gently but firmly pulls her into a sitting position and helps her stand up. She wobbles and unsteadily for a moment or two and then finds her footing. He flings the blanket around her wraps it around both of her shoulders.

“Can I put my clothes on?” she ask with confusion in her voice.

“Not right now,” he answers as he walks her toward his car.

“Wait, what are you doing?” She ask, worry creeping into her voice.

He doesn’t answer, but instead quickly scoops her off her feet and picks her up, one arm under her knees and another under her shoulders. Before she has time to react he drops her into the trunk.

“No, stop!” She manages to yell before he slams the trunk closed.

He walks over to the front of the car and slide in the driver seat. He looks in the review mirror and decides that he’ll have to come back for her car later. He looks up and down the road one more time and is relieved to see that it’s still deserted. He starts the engine and pulls back on the road. As he starts to drive away he begins to hear banging from inside the trunk.