The Crash

It was a cold and stormy night, I had just found out the truth that my whole life I've been lied to by the people I was meant to trust the most.

I'm adopted.

I didn't know what to do with myself my head was spinning and hands shaking in anger.

The only thing I knew to do was ride. I was going to ride.

I grabbed my helmet, gloves and keys ran downstairs and got on my bike.

My dad stood infront of me with a terrified look in his eyes, I'd never seen him cry until today.

"Please, Ellie I'm begging you don't go please just talk to us" he begged at me.

I didn't care I turned my bike on and reeved it hoping he'd move out the way.

He didn't.

"Move dad" I said in a tone that I thought meant he would just fuck off.

Again he didn't move.

I didn't care anyways I went past him.

"Ellie" he screamed following me trying to get me to come back.

I wasn't.

I was on the roads going as fast as I could, in the back of my mind I knew this was stupid it was slippery and I was going to fast.

But I didn't care I wanted my head to stop but it wouldn't no matter how fast I went.

Suddenly, my bike slipped but I caught it.
It didn't make me slow down instead I went faster.

That was a mistake...

I knew there where lights up ahead I wanted to beat them before they went red I sped up more and more and more.

Until they turned red I couldn't stop I was going to fast. I was in the middle of it.

I looked to my left and saw a car coming right for me.

That's was the last thing a remember...