Im here again.?Why am i here again?Why am i still in this car? Why do i keep on seing the little version of me?
I already know whats going to happen but i still try to move and not just stare tgis kid across of me.
The ride was still peaceful, im still full of joy from the playground...
Pity ....i wish i can stop this ride's from its inevatable faith. I wish i can just say to my little self to not hope in the car with this man,but ofcourse the foolish kid wont listen... I wont listen.
This is'nt anyones fault its all my fault. I deserve this.
The car accelerates through the curves of the clif yet im still looking at my self crying. Why do i keep on seeing this?
The cars faith getting nearer, the driver look back.
"how are you doing miss?"he said while looking at the me through the mirror above him
Dont answer him... I scream at my little self... But she did'nt hear me.
"where's mister Curtis? Where did he go?" she look at the man driving with confussion."who are you?"
He looked at the little girls face again and while his lips were slowly forming a crooked smile."you dont know me yet you're here with me. Did'nt your parents thought you not to talk to strangers?" he ask while looking at her.
Why did i come with him? What the fuck?
"you told me they send you to fetch me" she told him with a big smile.
Why am i so innocent?
"why are'nt you looking at me and not the road mister? And whats your name? I did'nt ask for your name im sorry"
"im Morgan...Pierce"he said still looking at her while getting something next to him.
I want to move but i cant. Im stucked.
"im je..."
"i know who you are... And i am here to kill you" he said while pointing a gun in her head
. The kid panicked and cried. Confussion and terror were written in her face. The driver laugh like a lunatic and lock the doors of the car. In a swift move the car crashed into the curve. The car then flipped through the edge of the clif. I watch my self cry as i stumbled and fliped trough the corners of the car.
My little self got thrown in outside the car through the broken window. blood is everywhere ,wounds and cuts all over my face and small body and a piece of metal in my stomach... I watch my self stumble as i try to get up and walk to me while crying and murmuring something.
As i try to step backwards she step forward blood driping from her small frame.She cornered me in the tree hold my face and wisper. "Were always be together." then point to my chest.
The then driver gets out of the ruined and burning car screaming curses,blaming and threats at the me while holding a machete and a gun each side of his hands limping as he moved towards me and my little self.
Im crying but he does'nt see me. The moment he catches my little body he pointed his machete on me and slit my stomach my little self wrinches in pain, screaming for pain yet no one is there to help. This is helpless she will die. I will die .
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Touch Of Love
FantasyInnocent Humble Bubbly Friendly Careless Affectionate Thats her life... She had everything... Everyone loves her and wants to be with her... Everyone provided what she wants and everyone give her what she needs. But a car accident changed her life...