i was just driving to my girlfriend’s house

by Jaelou

Posted to Stories on 2003-09-09 17:20:00

I was just driving to my girlfriend’s house. She was kind of mad at me. It wasn’t a big deal or anything. I was just going to drop by her house, and we would probably just watch t.v. for a little while in her room. I was going to apologize for the way I’ve been acting and reassure her that we’re fine. Then I would’ve gone home and gone to sleep feeling a lot better than before. So I was just driving to my girlfriend’s house. I was just going down Old Battleground Ave. in my Camero. My brand new Camero. I had only had it for about two weeks. It was around 7:30. I had just gotten off work, and I was just driving to my girlfriend’s house. It just started to get dark. It wouldn’t be dark that early except it was really cloudy. It was goign to rain. I turned on my headlights. I was just driving to Andrea’s house, my girlfriend’s house, in Summerfield. It was quite a drive, but I owed it to her. I hadn’t called to say I was coming. She should’ve been there. She told me she had a lot of homework to do. So about now, when I start to get out of the city, it’s really dark, and it starts to rain. The windshield wipers are frantically going back and forth, and it’s raining HARD. If Andrea were with me, she would’ve made me pull over. I really couldn’t see a thing. But I thought I’d be fine and I just kept driving to my girlfriend’s house. I was almost there about a mile away I guess, and this freaking idiot pulls right out in front of me. Man, I hit this car real hard. My Camero and this minivan are just spinning around this practically flooded road. No one is on this street and it’s dark. Real dark. My Camero, my freaking Camero, falls off the road and flips a few times down one of those huge hills. All the windows busted and it finally crashed at the bottom of this hill. Rain is just pouring into my car and onto me, and my radio keeps playing. First thing that goes into my head is to turn off the radio. It was just commercials anyway. Then I realized how bad I was hurt. It’s not a hurt I can pick out. It wasn’t my arm, or my neck, or my back. It was everywhere. And I realized how alone I was. It was completely dark outside my car, but the inside of my car was kind of lit green from the thing with the spedometer and all that– I forget what it’s called. And then I realized I was dying, and I was just driving to my girlfriend’s house.


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