The last one (camren)

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(Trigger warning)

"I love this song!" The brunette shouted over the loud music that was banging through the car speakers. She placed her hand on the black leather head rest of the drivers seat where her friend, Harry was sitting. They were speeding down an empty highway road, passing the speed limit in their red, open topped car, deafening music blaring from the speakers. Camila was in the back of the car, along with her friends, Keana and Jack. In the front of the car was Lee and Harry, Harry as the stupid, reckless driver.

"Mila, sit down!" Keana giggled, almost inaudibly as the music overruled her voice. She pulled on Camila's grey t-shirt, trying to make the smaller girl sit back. Camila was singing loudly, enjoying the song whilst it lasted, a carefree teen. Although she was having fun, the brunette obeyed her friend and sat back slightly, meeting the eyes of Keana, "You know I love this song babe." Camila pouted playfully, earning a light smirk from the other girl.

Instead of replying to Camila's comment, Keana screwed up the smaller ones shirt around her knuckles slowly and crashed their lips together.

Jack, who was sitting beside them both, wolf whistled at the two girls as they both battled each other's tongues in a fight for the dominance. Camila was too good, meaning that she, so far, was winning this battle between them. "They're at it again!" The dark haired boy informed the other two boys who were sat in the front and, in response they all began to cheer and whistle.

Camila pulled, greedily, at Keana's hair as she gently caressed her thigh, tongues still fiercely battling in each other's mouths. Harry swiftly turned around, watching the two girls who were making out. Camila noticed his eyes focused on them, not the road and held Keana in place before pulling backwards, "Eyes on the road Harry." She snickered, leaving Keana a hot, panting mess as she held her.

The curly haired boy exhaled hard in frustration before turning back in his leather seat and speeding, once again, down the strangely derelict road. Once Camila had saw that her friend had turned in his seat, she resumed her actions and crashed her lips against Keana's once again.

This is what they would do, often.

Camila liked girls, and Keana wasn't sure. So, Camila happily volunteered to help Keana experiment with her sexuality because damn, Keana was hot. The two of them had been acquaintances for a while, only recently becoming friends through their little experiments. She wouldn't admit it, but there was something about Keana that Camila actually really liked. However, as of right now, the Cuban didn't want anything serious, she didn't want to be tied down and she was ecstatic with her youth.

She and her friends felt invincible when they were together.

Keana began to laugh into the kiss so Camila pulled away, smiling genuinely at the girl in front of her. She then realised why Keana was laughing, she had put Camila's seat belt on whilst they were kissing.

Camila narrowed her eyes and raised her eyebrows knowingly. "Alright, alright," The smaller brunette husked. Smirking, she sat herself back down in her seat, throwing her left arm around Keana.

The two girls began to sing along to the radio as Lee, who was sat in the front beside Harry, turned up the volume. Harry automatically accelerated further, the car speeding even more along the highway.

Keana tightly interlocked fingers with Camila's hand that was hanging loosely over her shoulder, "Harry, slow down a bit," she laughed nervously, trying to play off the fact that she was the only one who was anxious.

Everyone else seemed pretty chilled at the fact that Harry was going almost twice over the speed limit.

"Relax Keana, there's no cars around." Harry spoke, his tone daring as he fixed his hair cockily.

"No but you couldn't slow down instantly... even if you wanted to." The cautious girl informed the curly haired boy.

"Well good job I don't want to-"

"You might have to," Lee suddenly shot up in his chair, his expression changing dramatically from relaxed to terrified in seconds, "SHIT HARRY!"

A person. In the middle of the road.

Lee grabbed the wheel without thinking and pulled it to his side, causing the car to begin spinning out of control.

"Fuck!" Harry screamed as Jack hit his head full force on Lee's head rest, blood splattering onto the black leather from the boys nose.

Keana closed her eyes, scared, holding onto Camila who was trying to protect her.

Harry tried to stop the car from spinning by pressing the brakes but that only made things worse, the car tipped over and began rolling down the side of the road, heading towards the forest on the outskirts. The speed was unchanged.

Jack flew out of the car, unconscious. He hadn't worn his seat belt.

There was nothing anyone could do as the car rolled away from Jack's lifeless body, leaving him in the open, probably dead.

Hell, there was nothing anyone could do about their own fate. There was blood down everyones face, glass in Camila's arm as she tried desperately to protect herself, but mainly Keana.

But just as fast as it had happened, it all stopped.

Four bodies lay unconscious or dead in the red, open-topped car.

The car had slammed into a nearby tree, the left hand side of it had slammed into a tree.

The shards of glass from the window had smashed all over Lee. His face was cut, torn and incredibly pale as his head was split open by the glass and the bark of the tree. Lee's blood ran down the left side of the car, matching the metallic red design, and blended into the wood of the tree.

Harry had his head against the wheel, blood spread over the surface of it, his left eye already visibly swollen straight on impact. His arms were cut to pieces, red stains covered his once white t-shirt. His seat belt had cut into his skin under his arm, burning it and turning it a purple colour.

As for the two girls, they were huddled together. Camila's body was on top of Keana's, her arms wrapped around her waist, once protectively, now limply. Keana had her head on Camila's stomach whilst Camila was hunched over, her head on Keana's back.

The Cuban had a bloody lip, her teeth red from the substance, where Keana had head butted her harshly as the car rolled downwards. Likewise, Keana's head was cut badly upon impact and she had a small piece of glass cutting across her left eyebrow.

Camila was the one who got most of the glass shards on her though, as she was the one who was trying to cover Keana, save her. There was glass sliced into her arm, blood dripping down onto the leather seats every second or so.

Harry had crashed his car horrendously. He cost his best friends their life.

As the four of them lay there, stiff and cold, in their awkward, fatal positions, the loud music of the car radio died down until it was too, silent.

In a matter of seconds, Camila and her friends had become not so invincible after all.

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