His Queen (18+)

Chapter XIV

THE LETTERS

Come on, let it go,
Just let it be.
Why don't you be you,
And I'll be me?

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CHAPTER XIV

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WHEN DANIEL HAD flung me the keys and told me to drive, I was ecstatic.

“Finally!” I had exclaimed, pumping my fist into the air as Daniel got into the backseat to watch that Jacob didn't pull anything. I had thrown myself into the drivers side and drooled all over the setup for a minute or so before Daniel had grunted for me to get going.

Now, looking out the rear view mirror at the two black cars that had been trailing us for over twenty minutes, I wished I had declined.

“Drive faster,” Daniel ordered from the backseat, not giving me the chance to point it out.

“I can't,” I said, pressing my foot on the gas pedal. “The road is too slippery and there are too many turns.”

“Fuck sakes,” Daniel muttered, glancing back at the only two other cars apart from ours that were on the road. It didn't take a genius to know that they were gaining on us.

Without a word of warning, Daniel leaned over from the backseat and pressed down on my leg which was on the gas pedal. The realisation had only come after we had reached a speed that was way too high, but I still slapped his hand away and glared at him through the rearview mirror.

“Fuck you,” I muttered under my breath, not bothering to slow the car down since the others were right behind us at this point.

“You already have.”

I gritted my teeth together, rolling my eyes at his immaturity as I stepped on the gas pedal again. There was a reason why I had crashed those two cars and it wasn't due to bad driving.

I took a sharp turn, the wheels on the car skidding against the wet tar road. The car circled once, twice and half the third time before I could finally gain control again. It had given the cars behind us time to turn gently and then speed up, almost catching up to us by the time I had began driving down the road again.

I let a low curse slip past my lips as I pressed down on the gas pedal again, briefly glancing through the rear view to see that they were also accelerating with us, quickly reaching our speed.

“Put on your seat belt,” I told Daniel from over my shoulder.

He frowned at me, but did as I had said. As soon as the click from his seat belt had sounded in the car, I stepped down on the break pedal, bringing the car to an immediate halt and reversing.

It was too late for the car closest to us - it had collided with our bumper, but the second car had been back far enough to stop before it could cause any damage. I stepped down on the gas pedal again, not wasting any time to begin speeding down the road.

I took another sharp turn, this time anticipating the slip of the road and getting the car in control after it glided. The people that were chasing us were miles behind now, but I knew it wouldn't stay like that for long.

I noted how what I was about to do was absolutely crazy and I acknowledged the fact that my plan would only work if the people chasing us weren't as suicidal as I was about to become. Either way, it was the only other thing I could think of.

The road was mainly straight with only a few turns and thick dense trees lining it. There was no other way I could lose them.

“Give me the gun,” Daniel said from the back, distracting me from my troubling thoughts.