drive ♢ muke ✔️

xxiii

luke didn't lie, the morning was the best morning i've ever experienced.

"you're limping," vivian states, humour twinkling in her eyes.

"i know," i grumble.

i'm feeling slightly annoyed that the blond haired boy isn't here, i want to fee luke's touch on my bare skin. the feeling was addicting and i can't wait to feel it again.

i'm so horny and lost in my fantasies of being fucked in the ass, i don't even realize that it was vivian who had just spoken.

"vivian?" i ask, confused. "why are you in my house?"

vivian blushes and diverts his gaze. "i'm just waiting for calum actually."

"i see. and that's why you're wearing his shirt?" i tease, raising an eyebrow.

"shut up!" vivian's pale skin flushes until she resembles a bright red lobster.

"dammit it michael, you've only talked to my girlfriend for two minutes and you've already got her all flustered." calum walks into the room, rolling his eyes. he's not wearing a shirt, he gave it to vivian to wear.

"girlfriend!" i repeat, my voice feeling strangely strangled. "i was literally gone for one night, what the fuck happened?"

"since you left me all alone yesterday night, i got scared because the dark is rather frightening and vivian came through. i asked her out last night," calum gives me a smirk.

i know that calum isn't afraid of the dark, he was just acting like he was to get vivian to come over.

"you didn't ask me out," vivian snorts to herself.

it's calum's turn to blush. "okay fine, i didn't exactly ask her out. i was dreaming about her and i sleep talk so i accidentally asked her out while i was asleep."

"i still said yes though," vivian grins, pressing a loving kiss to calum's lips.

calum grins boyishly and climbs on top of her. his hands play with the hem of the oversized shirt she's wearing and soon his hands are travelling under the shirt and exploring her skin.

"you guys are nasty," i hide my eyes and stumble out the room.

i'm definitely happy for calum; he's been crushing on her for the longest time and now he's dating her.

it's basically a fairytale come true.

i smile fondly and whisper words of encouragement to my best friend. almost like he heard me, a soft moan escapes his lips and echoes into the kitchen where i sit.

i gag and start bolting out the house.

i smile when i see my other best friend, the love of me life. my car.

"i haven't taken you around for a drive in a while," i whisper, stroking the roof of the car.

i step into my car and ignite the engine. the familiar purr gives me a warm, comforting feeling. i really, really love driving.

i quickly speed off and down the road. my thighs are still aching and it hurts to drive but i ignore my pain. i accidentally run a stop sign but i don't notice until too late.

i forgot the thrill of driving my car. i pull down my windows and wind whips at me from every direction.  i'm driving way too fast that the world around me is a blur but i don't care.

this is what it feels like to be young and free.

only one other person gives me this feeling and that's luke. i wonder what the blond twat would do if he saw me right now.

"hopefully bend me over and punish me," i giggle deliriously to myself.

happy thoughts run around and around my head. i feel like i'm flying.

and then, i realize i actually am flying.

my car shudders and i feel my body flying forwards; my head cracks the windows and i feel the glass shatter. the sharp edges pierce my skin and slice it open.

that isn't the worst of the pain, my car flips over and i feel extreme heat. i force my eyes open and through my sticky blood, i see my car smoking.

i force myself to stay conscious but it's hard as my head is pounding and i hear terrified screaming that's slowing getting fainter and further away.

karma has finally caught up with me. it finally decided that all my bad driving must come
to an end.

i finally got into a car accident.

that's the last thing my mind can conclude before my lungs have enough of the toxic fumes and i black out.