love runs out

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pov martijn

I lay down next to her, breathing heavily and she strokes over my chest. I get a kiss as response. "What happened when you changed from school?" She asks me. "I started doing what I loved that was djing. Everyone around me was happy for me. I made animals when I was 17 and it blow up. I started traveling mostly alone, not that much at home, missing parents, missing my friends, missing my bed even. I missed everything and did everything alone. Only your manager is with you, people like security or photographers, videographers, light designers. Non of them were family or friends," I continue and she nods.

"Rachel was truthfully happy for me when animals blowed up. She was there to support and be my number one fan. I feel very honored to have her like best friend. On my 17 I graduated and starting touring fully. I was few days at home and went out again. That's how I spend ed my time with family and friends. Eventually I could bring some people with me to shows and I asked Rachel a countless times and she always agreed to come over," he says.

"What happened? How did she die?" She asks and I bite on my lips. Now the most hardest part is coming.

"It's was almost the end of 2014, 2015 will just start in matter of seconds. We celebrated that night with all family and later in the night with friends and partying like crazy," I start the hardest part.

"Our families celebrated together, so after that we went out to clubs with our friends and she drove, I hadn't my driver license yet, I still do not. She's driving and she parked her car. We went to a club and partied there from 1 till 5 in the night. Something like that and Rachel wanted to go home," I say and look at Cleo. She nods and kissing my cheek softly.

"In my eyes she looked very drunk, so I tried to catch her before she drive away. I wouldn't let her drive, alone, drunk on New Year's Day. She said she really wanted to go home, she wasn't feeling great and I had some drinks too but not that much as a Rachel had. So my stupid head offered to drive and bring her home safely. I thought, I'll explain to my parents tomorrow and her mom will bring me home tomorrow morning. So I grabbed the keys out her hands and helped her to get in the seat. I did too and started the car," I say and starts to breathe heavily.

"It's fine," she whispers. "It's not, i shouldn't drive at all. I was stupid making those decisions and thought it will be easy. I should've asked someone at least," I blame myself. "You couldn't have known that. You were young and than you make stupid decisions you regret when you're older, don't blame yourself," she says. "Even though I was young, I could've think more responsible than i was doing. So yeah I'm blaming for it and it will never fade away because I was reckless and thought I could drive she died. So it is my fault and there's nothing you can say to," I say crying. She wipes my tears away and I look at her.

"I drove, she was drunk, muttering things I couldn't understand. I always knew whenever Rachel was drunk, she's speaking the truth. So we came across stoplights and so I stopped. She says: 'martijn you look hella handsome and very sexy when you sit like that'. I didn't know what the hell was going on, at first I thought she's joking with me but then I remember she speaks always the truth. So kept saying things about me, how sexy I was, how attractive I was. So I asked her: 'do you like me?' She answered yes and I couldn't resist to kiss her lips. I had to stop because we could drive again, stoplight was on green so I drive again. She kept touching my leg. I knew she was much more experienced in love and sex than i was. She kept asking me the same questions. 'Martijn do you like?' 'Martijn do you think I'm sexy?' 'Do you think you want me to kiss me again?' 'Martijn do you want to have sex?' All those, and I answered quietly. I was i'm love with, so of course I liked her, she looked damn sexy, I would love to kiss her again and I would like to experience with her too. It was simple to me. She begged me to stay at her house and I agreed. She told me, she wanted to have sex badly and I was the one that she wanted to do with. I was okay with that but first I wanted to come at her house safe. She just kept touching, because she's horny as fuck and she made me horny. She just wanted to do it right now, in the car," I tell her.

"Than?" Cleo asks.

"She unbutton my jeans and get her head down there, I almost couldn't breathe and I had to stop. I pushed her away from me and said I wanted to have sex, but when we're safe and at her home. She ignored me and her hands made their way and it was like a blow job I was getting. I said it was enough and kissed her on her lips, made my way ot her neck, she undressed herself while I was driving. Another car crashed into ours and she flew out the window. The airbags are coming out and I was consciously and I couldn't get out the car. My leg was stucked to something. My head is bleeding and I looked around, I couldn't find Rachel. Than I realized, the wheels were not on the ground, but in the sky. The car who hit us was with so much speed it roll the car 5 times. Rachel flew out and was laying somewhere few meters from the car. I was stuck in it, there's water close to me, the car was fulling with water. I was scared to death Cleo. I was scared i was gonna die. I thought, that I was gonna die, this the end and there's no one who can save us," I say and the tears were in my eyes. She hugged me and rubs over my back. "I'm so sorry," she says and kisses my softly. She looks emotional too, she just hear the story, not even experienced it.

"The men was calling, the water starting raising more, I couldn't get out by myself. I screamed as hard as I could, for someone to hear me," I said and she bites on her lips.