Behind The Hoodie

Chapter 5: Cars are Dumb

I ignore the annoying anxiety that haunts me. I think everyone has that little voice in their head. Mines just really loud and likes to make me think that staying in my room is a proper way to live.

I look out my fogged window as we wait another second for the fog on the windows to disappear enough for us to see out the windows. When it finally disappears enough my dad pulls out of the parking space and turns, about to leave the parking lot when I hear a loud roar of an engine, seeming to come closer. It's probably some driver speeding down the road.

I see a flash of headlights reflect into our car and the roar coming closer.

Suddenly I see my mom turn her head to look out her window and I do the same.

"Dad!"

Like that, I feel a huge jolt throwing me to the side and I hear windows breaking. I cover my head and let out a scream before my head hits.

My vision and memory flashes. My heart feels like it's gonna jump out of my chest to the point it hurts. It hurts to breathe. I blink my eyes till the memories fade and flashes of fire, glass, a car door, seats, and pavement.

I force my mind to allow my finger to move and let them feel the soft seats of the car with a sticky liquid now soaking them. I suddenly am aware of an iron, or penny taste in my mouth and it washes over me like a wave. That's blood.

I can feel the blood dripping from my forehead and my nose, running down my face and over my lips and chin. Man, I would not want to see myself in a mirror right about now.

I go to move towards the window but the second I try to move I feel my leg resist against me. It's so sore.

I look down to see my pant leg pulled up revealing my leg, swollen and purple. That doesn't look too good.

I feel bile rising in my throat and quickly look away, blinking tears out of my eyes as I look out a broken window beside my head to see feet standing there. I hear loud yells and screams. I know someone is talking but my mind can't make up what they are saying. I know they are talking to me but I just can't understand what they are saying. Mumbles and echo's make it sound like it's being said through a tunnel.

I get on my hands and knees as I unbuckle, and begin to crawl out. I try to avoid the glass from the shattered windows before I feel myself being pulled out all the way from under the car.

My eyes quickly open, looking out that window again. Like I just restarted from where I was. I go to move again and try to get out but I can't even seem to find the strength to unbuckle.

I feel a pain shoot through my shoulder where my scar lays down through me, giving me chills.

I soon hear loud wails of sirens coming as shouting happens right outside that window.

I look to the front seats to look for my parent's but they are nowhere to be found. Good. They got out.

I suddenly hear even more yells and soon feel water dripping on me as I hear the crackling lessen.

I see even more feet outside the window before everything gets really fuzzy and turns black off and on until I see the window become bigger and see hands reach in and faces appear.

I feel a weight pulling on me disappear completely and my body falls numb and limp. I close my eyes as they shout stuff as me and I feel my body being pulled away. A cold chill covers me like a blanket covered in frost.

Before I can even think about anything else I shut my eyes tighter, my body tight, cold and tired, and I let myself fall asleep.

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