Lucas
My phone buzzed while I was playing GTA. I ignored it and continued playing figuring it was nothing important.
"Shit." I said to myself watching my car explode and the word 'wasted' appeared on the screen.
I tossed the controller onto the other side of the couch and grabbed my phone.
Seeing nothing but notifications from Instagram and missed calls from Troy.
I clicked on it and called him back. He instantly picked up. "Wassup witchu call me for?"
"Be on da' next flight ta' Cali it's important." He said without even greeting me.
"What why? I just got home."
"Just get ta' da' airport Imma s'plain it when ya' get down hea'. "
Before I could ask anything else he hung up. Leaving me confused wondering if I should go or not.
Yn
After hearing this there was nothing else I can attempt to shift my thoughts to. Is she alright?
It's hard to think positive when something negative has occurred. Tears sled down my face while I kept my attention into the road.
I watched the cars in front of me move in a pace that I felt was too slow. Especially because I'm in a rush.
Beep Beep
I pressed down on the horn twice while yelling curse words through the window. Seeing that I was driving closer towards the light I drove quicker feeling as though the light will turn red any second.
I took a sharp tunrn to left and before I knew it a cacophony of sounds hit my ear. The crunching of metal, the sounds of screaming, and the shattering of glass.
My vision blurred as I felt the pain of something horrible crushing me in.
But through it all the only thing remaining on my mind is Leilani.
I know this is short but I wanted to leave a little cliff hanger.
