She cursed herself for taking the exit she was not familiar with on the highway. On one hand, she knew that black car was following her. On the other hand, she was alone. There was no where to go but forward, and pray that that the road she was on would connect to a different street. One with lots of houses. She could only hope.
The black cars headlights shone in the car. They had their high beams on.
The longer they drove, the closer the black car got, until they were bumper to bumper.
She pressed on the gas, trying to make some space, but the car only did the same.
The girl looked through her rearview mirror, clutching onto the wheel tighter.
Her chest pounded. There was no possible way she was getting out of this. The smooth road turned to a gravel. She looked forward and noticed her car had veered off the road.
Panicked, she turned the wheel.
The car flipped. Everything went black.
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What Goes Around, Comes Around |Glee|
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