Sweet Fire

1.

The pickup truck dipped into a pothole and remained stuck. The tires rolled in the thick mud as the driver of the vehicle tried to get it out. When nothing happened, she declared in frustration.

"We're stuck!"

  Thunder clapped in the dark clouded sky as the rain fell harder, beating the car. She gripped the steering wheel and threw her head backwards, sighing.

"I guess we will have to wait out here until the rain stops." Another young woman said. She was sitting in the passenger seat. Unlike her sister who was beating her head against the headrest because they were stuck, she was not upset at all.  

 "No, we're not staying here." The first woman said and glared at her sister.

 "Then what are we going to do, go out in the rain and push the car out of the pothole?" Her sister yelled while rolling her eyes and she turned around to face her fully, in anger.

 "Tamera, do not upset me right now."

 "Oh, don't worry Samira, I won't. The rainstorm is already doing that for me."

 Tamera, the girl in the passenger seat, retorted and folded her arms on her chest. She blamed Samira for being stubborn and not listening to her. Everything would have been fine if she had only listened to her.

 *****

That morning when Tamera was packing her clothes for the trip, she saw on the news that there was going to be a rainstorm in the south around the Adibo area, where they would be travelling. She informed Samira about it. However, she refused to believe it and said.

 "The weather man is not always right."

   Tamera tried to convince her, but Samira as she was, was determined to make the trip. They had not been long on the road when dark clouds gathered in the sky. She had warned Samira again and asked her to turn back and she still refused.

 "It won't rain heavily." She had said. A few more miles on the road and the rain proved her wrong.  

  *****

 "Tamera do not get me upset, am warning you." Samira turned away from her, taking a deep breath to calm herself.

 "Just accept that this is your fault." Tamera screamed.

The original scheduled date of the trip was tomorrow, however, due to one or two things known to Samira, she decided for them to go a day early.

 Turning away from her annoying sister, Samira looked out the window. It was pitch black all around them. The only light was of the truck's headlight, casted on the wet and muddy road ahead of them.

Ah, why did it have to rain today of all days? Could the clouds not hold the water for another day?

Samira thought bitterly.

 Their trip was ruined. Now what were they going to do? They cannot possibly go out in the rain and push the car, neither of them was strong enough and who knows what could be lurking in the dark out there.

 Samira removed her phone from her coat pocket and found out the battery had run out. This day could not get any worse.

  "Tamera," she sighed while stuffing the phone back where she removed it.

  "What?" She snapped and then Samira lost it. They got into an argument, blaming one another for the failure of their trip. That argument brought up unfinished arguments of the past and they went on a screaming contest.

MEANWHILE,

A distance away from the sibling chaos, a young man was slowly approaching the car. He had seen the headlights of that pickup truck moving on the road, all the way from his cabin and it surprised him as to which idiot would be driving in such a deadly rainstorm.