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Ring Upon Metal
#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 blood spewing from his lips...
The love of his life lay beside him in the passenger seat slumped over, her breath seemingly gone from her lungs.
Earlier that night, they went to a party and Mark and his wife Lauren had a great time celebrating their anniversary with family and friends. Mark drowned his happiness with shots of rum and whiskey back to back. Cheerfully with a grin he picked up his crystal glass *ding ding ding* the tap of his butter knife rang, gaining the attention of the room. With Everyone's eyes glued, Mark looked at Lauren with a love that pounded from the depth of his soul, perfessing his love to her as if it was his second language. In that moment he knew lifetime after lifetime could go by and he would fall in love with her everytime.
Hanging upside-down in the car, blood soaked tears dripped onto his forehead hitting the roof of the car. Thick black smoke began to fill the once crystal clear air and filled his lungs with each breath drawn. The heat was felt from the open flame consuming the engine . For a quick moment Mark thought to himself, maybe this is it, I should lay here and die with her, letting tonight be the end of our story. I can't do this thing called life without her. Flashes of light shining off her blonde hair flickered in his mind while watching the flames spread. Panick began to rush through every vein and adrenaline became his escape. Unbuckling his seat belt he fell slamming into the roof of the car, pulling the headrest off the driver seat he began using the prongs to break the window. While sliding out the tiny crushed window his leg got cut on a sharp piece of glass before escaping. He limped further away from the car glimpsing back three times. On the third glance, far away from the car he heard russling and his name being called
"mark!!!!" It was his wife's voice with so much fear behind it, ticking began to hit the air like a ring upon A hand tapping on metal. He tried to limp as fast as he could to the car but it was too late, the car exploded and he was knocked off his feet hitting his head on a rock passing out from the impact.
© Mara.gallagher
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 blood spewing from his lips...
The love of his life lay beside him in the passenger seat slumped over, her breath seemingly gone from her lungs.
Earlier that night, they went to a party and Mark and his wife Lauren had a great time celebrating their anniversary with family and friends. Mark drowned his happiness with shots of rum and whiskey back to back. Cheerfully with a grin he picked up his crystal glass *ding ding ding* the tap of his butter knife rang, gaining the attention of the room. With Everyone's eyes glued, Mark looked at Lauren with a love that pounded from the depth of his soul, perfessing his love to her as if it was his second language. In that moment he knew lifetime after lifetime could go by and he would fall in love with her everytime.
Hanging upside-down in the car, blood soaked tears dripped onto his forehead hitting the roof of the car. Thick black smoke began to fill the once crystal clear air and filled his lungs with each breath drawn. The heat was felt from the open flame consuming the engine . For a quick moment Mark thought to himself, maybe this is it, I should lay here and die with her, letting tonight be the end of our story. I can't do this thing called life without her. Flashes of light shining off her blonde hair flickered in his mind while watching the flames spread. Panick began to rush through every vein and adrenaline became his escape. Unbuckling his seat belt he fell slamming into the roof of the car, pulling the headrest off the driver seat he began using the prongs to break the window. While sliding out the tiny crushed window his leg got cut on a sharp piece of glass before escaping. He limped further away from the car glimpsing back three times. On the third glance, far away from the car he heard russling and his name being called
"mark!!!!" It was his wife's voice with so much fear behind it, ticking began to hit the air like a ring upon A hand tapping on metal. He tried to limp as fast as he could to the car but it was too late, the car exploded and he was knocked off his feet hitting his head on a rock passing out from the impact.
© Mara.gallagher
