Late Night Horrors

The Mourning After

often?" Matt asked the pretty blonde girl. She turned her gaze from the dance floor to him.

"No, but tonight is a special night for the both of us" she responded.

"Yeah, it's special because you met me", Matt slurred.

"You plan on driving?" she asked.

"Yeah", Matt replied with his eyes half closed.

"I think we should hang out", she stated.

"Yes, you're pretty", Matt mumbled and leaned in for a kiss. The pretty blonde girl lips were cold, probably from her drink.

"Let's get out of here", Matt invited.

"You sure you want to drive? We can make other arrangements", she said warning him.

"I'm a good drunk driver. More careful", Matt responded.

Matt's speedometer said 90 mph yet it felt like they were moving in slow motion. The world was spinning and the lines on the road were squiggles.

"You're going to kill yourself", the girl said calmly.

"You're being a buzzkill." Matt answered getting mad.

"I don't think killing your buzz is what you need to worry about." She replied.

"If you were going to be such a fucking weirdo, I wouldn't have taken you with me!" Matt screamed suddenly.

"I'm glad I'm with you tonight. I had some other people to visit with but one soul, especially as vile as yours, is enough", she said flatly.

The pretty blonde girl opened the car door and tossed herself out of the moving vehicle. Matt screamed and turned the wheel too sharply losing control. The car flipped and barreled down the road at 120 miles per hour.

The pretty blonde girl went back to the bar for the others.