An intoxicated teenage group of teens stalk out driving on the roads one night after attending a college frat party. Eventually the vodka they engulf takes a turn for the worse and the vehicle collides on the side of the road towards a tree. Fortu...
I coughed out the air trapped into my lungs as the stench of fueled coal and burnt gas cascaded in the air around me. The cold November night frosted my usually tan skin tone into a pale white sheet as I tried to move my arms around me into a tight embrace but failed to do so, as I couldn't even feel my entire body. My vision loomed into a blurry wonderland as I tried to remember why I was out this late anyway. As my vision finally zoomed into a clear focus, I choked on more air caught in my longs as I look at the surroundings around and in front of me. Crushed brownish-black vehicle parts covered in a layer of frost sat in front of me while the black clouds of smoke continued to fill in the background. As I tried my hardest again to move my body, A sharp painful sensation shot up my left thigh while my head seemed to throb an intrinsic rhythm.
"What the hell happened?" I think to myself as I realize the rest of my body seemed to be clashed in something that was cold and made of metal. All of a sudden everything had finally hit me at once.
Party. Drinks. Driving. High beams.
I stare in horror as I finally look down at my body smashed perfectly between the car's transmission and engine. I grasp and try hardest not to panic as I look around me one more time, searching the distance in case help would be near by. There was absolutely nothing. Nothing but dusty dark clouds of smoke. Nothing but the chills of the cold winter night. Nothing but the smashed parts of the car. Nothing but the realization that I was obviously ditched.
"I have to get out of here."
I lifted my right leg out through the edge of the battered transmisson as I moaned loudly of the sharp metal, tracing a path of my soft skin and leaving behind a trail of dark red blood. As I began to lift my left leg out from between the transmission and the engine, another sharp pain flew up my thigh and I couldn't help but screech out in horror. I couldn't do this. I couldn't lift myself out between the jammed car. I couldn't lift my left leg without slicing open a thick layer of skin. I knew I couldn't make it.
As I opened my mouth to scream for help, nothing had come out, not even a simple breath. All I could hear was the sharp tiny strands of glass that clashed violently against my tongue. I quickly spit to rub off the the pieces of glass that entered my mouth but the only thing that had come off was blood.
"Hellf me? I heed help!" I mutterd as I tried to say my sentence correctly. I held my tongue back in pain as I felt the cold and bloody crunches of the jaggery glass.
All of a sudden, when I thought hope was gone, I saw a tall and slender shadow peeking out from down the road.
"Oh thank goodness" I thought to myself, as I tried my best to sit up once more, forgetting that half my body was trapped into a deadly gaseous engine. Knowing how broken and faded my voice was now, I swiftly waved my hands in the air, shaking them violently over my head. The dark and shadowy figure seemed to notice me then and loomed over, surprising faster then I thought.
"I'm going to be saved!" I squealed excitedly in my head. My lips fished into a crooked grin as the shadowy figure appeared more and more close.
Sure I was all bruised up and probably looked like one of the zombies from The Walking Dead right about now but it wasn't something a little plastic surgery couldn't fix up. And it wasn't like I was foreign to plastic surgery considering that all throughout high school so far I had gotten a boob job, a nose closure, and a few butt implants. Sure my parents Jeep now obviously looked like it was smothered by a giant brick edifice but it wasn't like Daddy didn't have a few bucks to whip it up and pay for the expenses. And sure I felt and probably looked severely injured but at least I wasn't dead.
As the figure appeared closer and closer, My eyes shot into an expression of familiarity. The figure appeared in black boots, black sweats, and a gray LL Bean Sweat Shirt. The soft extract of Irish spring mixed with cocoa beans wafted through my nose as my heart froze inside my chest. The movements of the figure now became eerily familiar as the figure Sashayed smoothly.
"Oh my God" I thought to myself as panic and vomit began to create a mixture, eagerly clogging up my throat.
It couldn't. It couldn't be. How did this person even find me? I gulped in horror as I stood now face to face with the person equally as horrible as this car accident. The one and only person that I thought I once trusted.
"No! Please!" I wanted to shout but instead my words were trapped inside my head. Tears drooped down my chin, as the dark faced figure silently loomed over me...
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