SKYFALL, Johnny Kavanagh

Hoes and cars

"What do you think you're doing?" I asked him while trying, and failing, to free my hand.

"Didn't you say you were going out to lunch with us?" he shot back. "They're leaving for Biddies any minute now, so, unless you want to starve, I suggest we hurry."

"Wait, is Niamh here? I told her we'd meet outside." I stopped him.

"I saw her before, she was leaving with Feely. She's probably in his car waiting for you." He replied looking a bit troubled. "His car has only one extra seat in the front though, so you won't be able to ride with them."

In that moment I locked eyes with Niamh who was in the middle of discussing something the Feely in his car. "Maeve, took you long enough." She sighed and got out of the car. "I'm going with Patrick since my brother ditched me to go to his girlfriend's. We'll meet each other there, is that alright?"

"Absolutely, how far away is it?" I asked, having to decide whether to walk or take the bus.

"About half a mile, why? You aren't thinking of walking, are you?" she wondered preoccupied.

"Well, yeah. It seems pretty close." I answered honestly.

"It's raining." She pointed out.

"It's going to stop soon, the sky is already clearing up." I said gesturing to the clouds.

"No, it's not. If anything, it's getting worse. If you walk, you'll get drenched." She shot back.

"Then I'll take the bus." I concluded.

"The only bus that from here brings you to Biddies left ten minutes ago, and the next will take at least half an hour to arrive." She informed me.

"I can give her a ride." Johnny offered.
In that moment I noticed my hand was till entangled with his, so I quickly took it away. "No, thanks. I'm going with Gibsie." I declared.

"Gibsie got basically dragged along with Claire in Hugh's car. He's probably already there." Patrick Feely stated. "He said he would text you to let you know."
I took out my phone from one of the pockets in Johnny's jacket and checked the messages. Sure enough, Gibsie had texted me.

Main hoe
Code red

Hughie found me while I was wrestling with his sister in the locker room.

I'm in deep shit.

Please answer your phone. I need emotional support here.

Scratch that, I need support in general. Hughie is going to kill me.

He took me as a hostage with Claire and brought me to his car. If I don't come back, make sure to write something cool on my grave.

Preferably something about how handsome and charming I was.

"Main hoe?" Johnny smiled.

"Don't look at me like that, he saved himself like that on my cell. I had nothing to do with it." I shrugged.

"Well then it's settled, you're coming with me." He once again took my hand and basically dragged me to his car.

"Will you please slow down, not everyone is capable of keeping up with your pace." I said trying to free myself of his hold. "Are you deaf?" I exclaimed, noticing he hadn't bothered to slow down at all. Because of that comment Johnny decided to pick me up, much like Gibsie had with Claire earlier, and throw me inside his car.

"Has nobody ever told you that you're a real gentleman, Boy Wonder?" I asked sarcastically while trying to collect myself enough to exit his car.

"I had no other choice, Sunshine. You looked like you were ready to bolt at any second." He grinned at me.

"For good reason, if you drive like your friend then I have to be ready to jump out of the car." I responded. I actually knew, because of Shannon, that Johnny was a year older than his friends, thus had been driving for longer. Still, there was no way I could stand to be in his car for longer than five minutes.

"No wonder you insisted on taking the bus. Did Gibsie really leave that much of an impression with his driving?" He laughed.

"I wouldn't know, I refused to even get in." I chuckled back at him.

"That was very clever on your part." He said and took advantage of my small moment of distraction to start the car and get out of the parking lot.

"What are you doing?" I asked suddenly panicked.

"What does it look like I'm doing? I'm driving us to Biddies." He said not noticing my sudden change in temperament.

In that moment I felt as if my life was suddenly flashing before my eyes. I couldn't speak, hear or see anything anymore. I wasn't in Johnny's car. I wasn't seventeen years old, but ten and I was sitting in the backseat next to my little sister. My parents were singing along one of their favourite songs, Vienna, and me and my sister were putting our hands on our ears and mocking them for their horrendous singing skills.
My heart started pounding in my ears and my breathing started to get labored, I knew what was about to happen, still I hoped it wouldn't. I had to get away. I had to get out.
Tears started running down my cheeks with no intention of stopping.
My body started shaking and sweating at the same time, I couldn't see straight anymore, I could only hear the screams, almost silent against the force of the impact. And then I couldn't hear anything at all.