Below The Waves

Chapter Three: Help Her

The small red car swerved across the road, Ricky's hands gripping the wheel tightly as he tried to stay on the rough gravel road. Ricky reached his hand in his pocket and fumbled with his phone. He opened his conversation with Shawn.

Dude! Where r u This is 1 hella good party
Still waitn man just chuged a bottlr o f
Ricky pull your car over, you're going to get yourself killed!

Ricky glanced up at the road. A girl in a flowing white dress with pale skin was standing in the middle of the road, right infront of his car. Her mouth was open in a silent scream, eyes dead like a fish. The strangest thing was her black hair floating around her head, like it was rolling along with waves that didn't exist. "AHHHHHH" he stepped on the breaks hard and his tires started to skid across the gravel. Out of his side window he saw her hit the glass, it shattered and shards flooded into the vehicle, he shrieked as his car swerved off the road and into a ditch. Scrambling out of the car, he whipped his head to the road. "Oh my god." He limped over to the body. It was the same girl from the lake. He stared down at her. Despite all the blood on the side of his car and on the road, her white dress was completely fine, she didn't have any scratches even though she shattered his window. He backed up and bumped against the car, that's when he smelt a faint whiff of smoke. He flung himself out of the way just as his car burst into flames.

"Help me" a voice whispered from within the flames. He stood there in complete silence. As he stared into the fire he could just make out the silhouette of a girl. Sparks caught on he white dress and lit up her hair. It was if time had slowed at this exact moment. He could feel nothing, only the heat radiating from the wreckage.

"Help."

Then she was gone. He grabbed his chest, Ricky's heart was beating a mile a minute, he gasped for breath and spun in a circle to where the body that he had hit was, but she wasn't there.

She was gone.