Runaway Love

Chapter 6: The Accident

"You're actually going tonight?" Chase asked in the car on the way to school. He was referring to his party which I said I was going to.

"Yeah, why not? I got nothing better to do." I sighed. I wonder if Kendra will be there. She said she loved parties, so hopefully I won't be alone the whole night.

"They get pretty wild, you know?" Everyone thinks I'm a goodie too shoos. How much can it possibly take to earn a bad girl reputation? I already got naked in front of everyone and escaped a kidnapper. How much worse can it get?

"I know. I look forward to it." Chase shook his head and stared out the window. There was no doubt he was trying to stop me from going. It wasn't going to work. I have to go tonight, I have to hold myself together and I have to earn the label I deserve.

"Blaise, stop moving your butt around. It's killing me." Cameron growled in my ear. I hadn't even realized how much my butt was swaying until he said that. I fidget a lot when I'm thinking. The awful part is, I know how easily guys get turned on, so me being on his lap and moving my butt around, might be a problem for him.

"Sorry." I mumbled, even though I really wasn't. It's not my fault, I can't control where my butt goes.

"How do you like the school?" Chase asked, finally returning his eyes back to me.

"It's okay. Just hate the people." All the guys in the car turned around and stared at me with upset looks on their faces.

"That hurts." Ray said in the drivers seat. He patted his heart, then started laughing. I smiled, not knowing if they were joking or not.

"I like you guys, just not Anna Hoffman."

"Finally! I'm not the only one who hates that bitch!" Brian yelled. It shocked me, considering he never usually talks on the way to school or on the way back...I've never really heard him talk before. He's usually the quiet kid who minds his own business, unless you insult him. Then, he releases his inner gorilla on you.

"Yeah! Let's team up and destroy her!" I replied, excitedly. Brian had a smile on his face...he always seemed so angry with the world so him being happy, brought me joy.

"I'm in." Jacob (cheeky blonde) chimed in. He looked exhausted, but I wasn't going to question him. He probably had a rough few nights. Everybody has those days.

"Me too, operation kill-stupid-sluts." Nate answered, laughing. The car grew silent. Everyone just looked at him with wide eyes.

"You know we are not actually killing them, right?" Ray questioned. Nate's face turned red.

"Yeah, of course I knew that." Nate put his fist near his mouth and didn't make eye contact with anyone.

"Sometimes, I seriously think you need help." Ray said, glancing into the rear view mirror to look at Nate. We all laughed, while Nate just sat with his hands folded in his lap, holding back a chuckle.

"C'mon, Nate, show some-" Suddenly, the car came to a complete halt, causing me to smash my face against the seat in front of me. Then, the car flipped onto its side, making me hit my head against the window, shattering the glass. I felt little shards of it pierce my skin, as I grabbed Cameron's shirt and tightly squeezed it to keep myself from screaming. The impact was so harsh, I felt my body bleeding from multiple places. Cameron was groaning as we continuously flipped and I saw Chase closing his eyes. Air bags were filling the car, quickly. Finally we stopped. Out of the corner of my teary eyes, I saw people getting out of their cars to come help us. I started crying into Cameron's chest, when the realization that we almost died hit me. I've never been in a car accident, so that was pretty terrifying.