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Crash
#WritcoStoryPrompt30
For a timeless moment, he was suspended within the confines of his car. Then gravity took over with a force that sent the vehicle hurtling down the face of the ravine.
"I'm sorry, I'm so sorry." His broken apology flew down with the blood spewing from his lips... that's what my bastard of a husband's last words had been. I didn't lose consciousness but I was in a lot of pain and smoke was coming out of the bonnet. Hurriedly fighting the pain in my arm and leg I tried to pull myself from the wreckage. I didn't know straight away why my left arm wasn't doing what my brain was telling it until I looked and saw it dangling limply. from my years as a nurse, I realized it was dislocated. with my right hand, I unclipped my seatbelt and fell from my seat into the footwell. The car had landed on my side the door was on the ground there was no chance of opening it. through blurred vision, I saw the windshield was smashed out and the only way out was to climb past my now-dead husband. He had always said he would kill us both if I ever tried to leave or had an affair. It was an affair that set him off. he didn't find out about it I told him about it and that led to this moment. My leg had a nasty cut I could feel it but not see it through my ripped jeans but the blood trickling down my leg and the dark stain told me it was bad. Squeezing past this pathetic excuse of a man was bad his face was next to mine and his aftershave was still in the air. pushing past my hand touched some part of his exposed skin and it was still warm and it turned my stomach. I didn't mean to but I used my foot to push out of the car I didn't know my foot was on his nose.
"Ok Mrs Dickinson I have heard enough and I don't believe you. For now, I think and we are putting you under arrest. You will be read your rights in a minute. If I were you I wouldn't say another word."
"What?"
"Your story doesn't add up. for a starter, there was brake fluid all over the road. If be had meant to kill you both he wouldn't have applied the breaks."
"Maybe he changed his mind."
"Then why had the break pipes been cut before the crash."
It was at this point I knew I had Fucked up and shut up. P.c Smith had worked out that I had done it but would I come clean or should I make him work for it. There is going to be plenty of time for me to decide.
The end
For a timeless moment, he was suspended within the confines of his car. Then gravity took over with a force that sent the vehicle hurtling down the face of the ravine.
"I'm sorry, I'm so sorry." His broken apology flew down with the blood spewing from his lips... that's what my bastard of a husband's last words had been. I didn't lose consciousness but I was in a lot of pain and smoke was coming out of the bonnet. Hurriedly fighting the pain in my arm and leg I tried to pull myself from the wreckage. I didn't know straight away why my left arm wasn't doing what my brain was telling it until I looked and saw it dangling limply. from my years as a nurse, I realized it was dislocated. with my right hand, I unclipped my seatbelt and fell from my seat into the footwell. The car had landed on my side the door was on the ground there was no chance of opening it. through blurred vision, I saw the windshield was smashed out and the only way out was to climb past my now-dead husband. He had always said he would kill us both if I ever tried to leave or had an affair. It was an affair that set him off. he didn't find out about it I told him about it and that led to this moment. My leg had a nasty cut I could feel it but not see it through my ripped jeans but the blood trickling down my leg and the dark stain told me it was bad. Squeezing past this pathetic excuse of a man was bad his face was next to mine and his aftershave was still in the air. pushing past my hand touched some part of his exposed skin and it was still warm and it turned my stomach. I didn't mean to but I used my foot to push out of the car I didn't know my foot was on his nose.
"Ok Mrs Dickinson I have heard enough and I don't believe you. For now, I think and we are putting you under arrest. You will be read your rights in a minute. If I were you I wouldn't say another word."
"What?"
"Your story doesn't add up. for a starter, there was brake fluid all over the road. If be had meant to kill you both he wouldn't have applied the breaks."
"Maybe he changed his mind."
"Then why had the break pipes been cut before the crash."
It was at this point I knew I had Fucked up and shut up. P.c Smith had worked out that I had done it but would I come clean or should I make him work for it. There is going to be plenty of time for me to decide.
The end
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