Snowed In

I woke with a jolt. I looked at the time and realized I was supposed to have left two hours ago. “S**t, s**t, s**t!!” I curse myself My family celebrated Christmas at their cabin every year and they told me to make sure I left on time due to the snow. I had gotten way too drunk with my friends last night and hadn’t gotten home till late. It was a good thing I had packed before I went out last night. Jumping out of bed I throw on a pair of sweat pants, snow boots, and a hoodie. My appearance doesn’t really matter seeing as I wasn’t dressing to impress anyone. I just broke things off with my long term boyfriend Alex. We had been together since we were 15 but I’m 21 now and realized there is so much I haven’t experienced. My mother was pretty disappointed in me about it and I will surely be hearing all about it this week. Pushing the thought aside I grab my phone and suitcase and head out the door of my apartment. The snow was already laying pretty thick on the ground but my dad had snow tires put on my car a few months back so I felt pretty confident it would be fine. I put the address into my GPS, it was a two and half hour drive. Just as I got on the road my mom started calling me. “Camry, where are you??” My mom asks as soon as I answer “I’m on my way mom I woke up late” I tell her “Of course you did, we specifically told you not to leave late. The snow is already three inches deep here” she says “It’s fine mom, I will be there soon and if I’m not you’ll find me in a few days” I tell her. My mother has always hated my crude sense of humor but that’s what makes it even more funny. “Camry! Do not say something like that!” She yells “Ill be there soon Mom, bye love you” I tell her “Love you too” she forces out before hanging up I’ve pretty much made it a habit of making my mother angry. She wasn’t happy with the dress I picked for prom at 16, or the college I decided to go to at 18, or breaking up with Alex at 21. Honestly, I don’t really remember the last time I did something my mother was happy with. I put on my play list as I get on the highway. It’s pretty clear from all the cars driving on it, hopefully the road to the cabin wont be too bad either. Majority of the drive is spent on the highway. I take my exit and its only 30 minutes to the cabin, I’m singing loudly to my music when I realize the snow is starting to get a lot thicker and my car is having trouble getting through. I turn the radio all the way down and focus on the road in front of me. I begin cursing myself for my poor time management when my car starts sliding side to side. I begin to panic and try to correct myself but it only makes it worse. My car slides off into the ditch, I push the gas all the way down but it only makes it slide more. I start slamming my fists into my steering wheel and pull out my phone to call my dad but there’s no service. “Of course!” I yell I about to start crying and screaming when headlights appear in my rear view. I lock my doors because I am literally in the middle of no where right now. I watch in my rear view mirror as a very tall man steps out of the truck and walks up the my car. I think to myself how sexy he is before immediately dismissing the thought. He knocks on my window and I crack it slightly. “Are you ok, miss?” He asks “I’m fine” I say “Do you have anyone coming to get you?” He asks I should probably tell him yes since he could be a murderer but I have no service and there’s no way I can walk all the way to the cabin in this weather. “No, I don’t have any service” I tell him “Yeah, I think the towers are down. Where are you going maybe I can take you there?” He says “My family’s cabin, its down Love Lane” I tell him “That road has almost 10 inches of snow, I wont even be able to get down it in my truck” he tells me I drop my head back against my head rest in frustration. Why did I have to wake up late?! “My cabin is only a couple minutes from here. You can come with me but I’ll be honest it’ll probably be a few days until the snow melts” he says I stare at him for a second. It’s either stay here and freeze or go with a stranger to his cabin in the woods. I feel like I’ve seen this scary movie before. “You’re not like a murderer are you?” I ask “Well, if I were I probably wouldn’t tell you would I?” He says with a smirk “No I’m not a murderer” he says “I’m pretty sure this is totally against stranger danger rules but I really don’t want to freeze to death” I say grabbing my bag and opening my door When I get out I realize just how large this man actually is. Please don’t be a murderer.