It's kinda freaky how fast you can die. In a second, without even knowing, you could be gone right then and there. Done. Finished. Only some people get to have the luxury of a painless death. But what I had was nothing but a tradgedy.
Me and my friends, Jenna and Toby, were driving back from our college, Roger Williams University. After a long semester, all of the awesome parties and not so awesome hangovers, we could return back home to safety and the comfort of old friends, and even better, family. As Toby drove recklessly down the highway, I looked at the clock. "Guys," I said. "We've been driving for 6 hours straight. I need a fucking drink." Jenna snickered at me, she was so used to the 'I need a drink' routine. "Yes, because you of all people, Alexis Todd, would only have ONE drink." She wasn't wrong. I was, in fact, a heavy drinker. But after getting off of the highway and into town, we found a local bar and we ate our very overdue dinner, and I will admit, the vodka tasted great.
After the meal, we all got back into the car, and back onto the highway. It wasn't until we got onto the highway that I realised something- Toby was wasted to absolute fuck. "Toby- How many did you have?!" I asked, with a smirk on my face. Toby replied with a finger, and an answer. "Heeey you shuutt the fook upp." He looked back at me as he stammered the words. If only he was sober, poor Toby. As our argument went back and forth, Jenna was quiet. Jenna was in shock, because poor Toby.. Poor Toby was going to be the death of us all.. Starting with himself.
As the car took impact, Toby's body went flying into the windshield. Poor bastard didn't even have a seatbelt on. His skull smashed into fragments, and his blood splattered on the leather, once luxurious seats of our car. Toby was dead. Jenna and I, we were the unlucky ones. Jenna's arm broke into 2 and she passed out on the count of blood loss. I didn't have any serious injuries, except for a mild concussion and the fact that I was throwing up my nice meal everywhere. The sight of Toby made me hurl even worse. You couldn't even recongnize him.
I dragged out Jenna from the car, and to stop the bleeding of her arm, I took my lighter, and burned the wound. She woke up a little bit later, when I had slapped her hard enough. "Ughh.. What the fuck..." She was certainly going to need to stay of the arm for a while, and I was going to tell her that if someone, or something, had choked me until I passed out.
