I grabbed the handle bar above my car window for stability, as the car jerks to the side. "What the hell was that." Blaine yells from the back being violently woken up from his nap. "A villian, sir" mark reply's while trying to control the car.
The sound of the rubber form the tires where like cry babys in a very echoey room. So loud I remember thinking. The car suddenly stopped but when I look over marks head is on the weel, he was knocked out cold. The hood of the car was pushed in by a tree. Blaine was out of the car I have know clue where he was. "!?oww!" My leg was stuck.
I hear running footsteps coming to me. I look over and my door gets pulled off . "Blaine?" A figure I couldn't Make out pulls me out of the car. My vision and thoughts where slowing down. I'm at the brink of consciousness. I just need to rest, I remember that was the last thing I thought that night.
