𝐇𝐨𝐰 𝐓𝐨 𝐁𝐞 𝐀 𝐃𝐮𝐦𝐛𝐚𝐬𝐬
𝐀𝐄𝐑𝐎𝐍𝐀
You know that feeling.
The feeling of being incredibly dumb?
Yeah I'm feeling that.
As I try to turn on the car for the seventh time.
Clearly I don't understand it has broken down, in the fucking middle of the road in the fucking middle of the night and I'm fucking stuck in this sudden blizzard.
"Fucking dipshit!" I curse hitting the steering wheel.
I dump my dumbass head resting it over the steering wheel hearing the click clock of the wiper.
Clearly a midnight drive wasn't going to clear my head.
Cause now I'm stuck almost four kilometres away from my house.
Just perfect.
With no battery or network.
Absolutely what I needed right?
I pull back huffing leaning back in my seat.
Staring at the star dusted ceiling of my car.
No its not Rolls Royce.
I'm too broke for that.
It's something I custom designed when I bought this Honda Civic baby.
"Not fair Kenny."
I named it Kenny after the first drive which I mostly spent bawling my eyes, don't ask me why.
I don't even know if I bought this car for myself or for her.
Did I design the ceiling because she liked the stars just as much as I did?
I blink my eyes, the warmth from the heater suffocating me.
It's moments like this when I'm all alone and my thoughts wander back to her.
I undo the belt and climb out of the car.
Welcoming the instant coldness.
I lean on th door staring up at the falling flakes of snow.
I like snow.
The couple best thing happened to me each time it snowed.
I met Ruan when I ran away in the snow.
I found my freedom from the cursed house when it was snowing.
I got my first kiss in the snow from Arwan.
I found out I was pregnant when it snowed for the first time in December.
I did Scarlet's inaugration on a snowy morning.
And even if I'm stuck in snow I can't really hate it.
I sigh watching the smoke coming out from my mouth.
I bring out my phone trying to see if it would turn on, but it's dead.
When I woke up I found the house eerily silent and empty with a note from Arwan that he was going to pick up Nevan.
As soon as I heard the blizzard warning, I had called him to stay the night at Coen's place and not drive.
It took a lot of convincing but he agreed in the end only at the condition I wouldn't do anything reckless like getting out of the house or being stuck in the snow because of a broken down car.
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