The bad boy saved my life

I stared out the window trying to catch a glimpse of where we were and that's when it hit me, literally. Dad turned a sharp corner unintentionally, the rain was too heavy to be controlled by the windscreen wipers. The tyres had a mind of their own. He slammed down on the breaks but it was no good. Before i knew it my seat belt was digging into my ribs, I was trapped. The car flipped over on its side but my seat belt restricted movement as it cut deeper into my skin, my head hit the window in rebound causing it to shatter around me, small glass shards showering over my head, the rain poured into the car washing up the blood already lost from our body's. Then it all went dark.