Daughter of a Gun ➟ Reece Bibby ✔

chapter four

Freya's POV

Weeks gone by and I was getting better and better at driving but still, being in Reece's company wasn't pleasing at all.
It has been my last class before I was getting my license when I decided to do something crazy. My mind wasn't in a good place for days and the only thing that was stuck on my brain was pain: caused to others and to myself as well.
When I got to the car I took the driver's seat with Reece beside me. I must admit I grew to be able to stand him since I was taking these classes but his face still pissed me off.
"So, this is going to be your last class. Are you nervous?" he asked.
That perfect smile of his literally made me want to punch him in the face but I had something different in plan for that day. He told me to start the car and we enrolled on our journey for that day. Little did he know what I had in mind.
As we reach a red light he tells me to go left but I don't listen and I go straight ahead. He raised his arms as a form of protest but I ignore him. I sped up the car way after the speed limit of that area and took a hectic turn to right, going on a small street. At the end of the street was the back of a big building, a strong concrete wall, that forced you to either go left or right. The car was running at 100 km/h, there being no chance in stopping in time or taking any turns.
"Freya, what are you doing?" Reece screamed. The scared look on his face somehow managed to please me so I pressed the pedal all the way to the floor. The next second the car was smashed into the wall, our airbags exploded. The front of the car was completely destroyed and the windshield was entirely shattered. Tiny bits of glass flew into both of our faces but I wasn't affected by it at all. Couldn't say the same about Reece. A bigger piece of glass was stuck into his cheek. To be honest I didn't feel bad for him. All of this was my intention. I don't know why but ever since I met him I wanted to cause him pain. The only thing I felt bad about was the car. It took me a second to realize that I had just smashed a gorgeous black Ford Mustang against a wall. I had no idea how I was going to pay for it but in that moment I couldn't care less.

I was so deep in my thoughts that I didn't even realize that Reece was begging for my help. The cut on his cheek was getting worse so he had to get it cleaned. Luckily enough, he had a first aid kit in the car so I tried helped him clean his wounds.
"After you literally had just driven us into a wall you think you can clean my cuts and I'll forgive you? You must be kidding. I'll do this myself." he said angrily as he snatched the kit from my hands.
"If you can do this yourself then I'll leave." I said turning on my heels.
"Where do you think you're going?" he shouted at me. I had no idea but I knew I had to get away from that.
"I'll go to the bus station. Also I'll make sure to let the police know you had an accident and you called me for help. I can't afford getting my name dirty with this bullshit." I said as I left him there, all bleeding and with a ruined car.