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Chapter 7 - Worst Drive

"I can't believe dad wants me to drive with you to the market"!!!

Carl complained for the hundredth time today.

It was about 11:15 am in the morning that Wednesday.

Carl fastened his seat belt as I jumped in.

"Listen Carl...I'm not exactly enthusiastic about this as well ok? So stop being such a whiny baby and drive the darn car"!!!

I was sick of Carl shoving things in my face like every single problem was my fault!!

He wouldn't even let me drive!!

Carl reversed and started driving towards the small bumpy road that left out of the cafe, completely ignoring my suggestion to follow the smoother and tarred road.

Travellers were many these days,I observed and smiled a bit as I caught dad talking and laughing to one.

The drive was really slow and bumpy. I tried to enjoy the sight of trees and bushes by the side of the road,but I couldn't.

"Are you ok"?

Carl asked without taking his eyes off the road.

I sighed and shrugged.

"I'm good...I guess."

I paused and turned to stare at him.

"I just can't believe that someone would be comfortable to beat up his own wife. Dad always said that a man is not just a head,but a guard.Its just sad to see someone treating his..."

"Ok ok I get!"

Carl said, waving his hands.

"Don't think about it ok."

He turned towards me and gave me a small smile.

"Promise me you won't say anything."

I sighed. Again!

"I don't know...I..."

"PROMISE"!!

I jerked.

"Ok..ok..I promise...Jeez touche!"

He nodded and kept on driving.

I tried again to admire the trees again as the car kept bouncing and bumping.

Key word tried

I was so surprised that at that not,we hadn't been thrown out of the car yet.

When another bump came again that sent me banging my head to the roof of the car,I lost it.

"WHY THE HELL DID YOU CHOOSE TO FOLLOW THIS ROAD!"

"Calm down girl...stop yelling."

I could tell he was holding back a laugh.

"That's it! Next time, I'm driving!!'

He gave a tsk.

"Not on my watch baby girl"!

My face was squeezed into a tight frown.

"I'm a SEVENTEEN year old teenage girl and if you weren't too stupid,you could have known that!"

Carl turned and faced me squarely.

"I do not appreciate my 'baby' sister calling me stupid."

"BABY!!!Oh my gosh Carl..do I look like a...CARL WATCH OUT"!!!

"JESUS CHRIST"!!

He turned to the right, narrowly missing the incoming car.

I didn't know that all the while,I was screaming.

"I'M SO SO SORRY LORD.. I'M STILL A TEENAGER!! I NEVER SAID SORRY TO MACKIE FOR LYING ABOUT HER TO HER BOYFRIEND....I NEVER TOLD CARL I TOOK HIS FAVORITE HAIR COMB AND GAVE IT TO AN ANIMAL SHELTER...I STILL PICK MY NOSE...I PEE ON MY PANTS EVERY NIGHT BEFORE ANY MAJOR EXAM! I NEVER GOT A CHANCE TO TELL VICTOR THAT I STILL LIKE HIM!NOW! I'M TOO YOUNG TO DIE!!! I SWEAR I'LL BE GOOD!!!"

Carl glared at me like I was the most stupid person in the world before he lost control of the steering for about two whole seconds, before gripping it.

There was a tree two inches in front of us when Carl slammed the brakes!

"OH MY GOD!! JESUS!!...HOLY COW! JESUS CHRIST!! OH MY GOSH!! We're alive!! We're alive!! How are we alive? Carl how..."

"SHUT UP!"

I froze.

I was panting as Carl rested his head on the wheels.

I could literally here my adrenaline levels go down.

Was this how people felt before dying?

"YOU ARE NEVER DRIVING ME ANYWHERE EVER!!"

I was still out of breath.

Carl just waved me off and jumped down to meet the other driver who didn't really suffer any major damage.

I joined him as he jogged over to me him.

"Oh my Gosh..."

I pointed at her, only for Carl to slap my hand down and give me a death glare.

It was the lady from the Cafe.

When did she drive out.

"Hello Ma'am".

Carl smiled kindly as she wound down her glass.

"I'm so sorry... I wasn't paying attention to the road."

She said while getting out of her car and joining us on the dirt road.

Carl and I shared confused stares.

"Uh..uh..no problem ma'am,were good. We came to check on you."

She gave a big smile.

I noticed that she was beautiful,if you ignored the scars.

Her eyes were dark brown, although it looked like she was putting on coloured lens.

She was lean and a bit taller than me with curly auburn hair with blended with her pale white skin.

"I'm Rachael and this is my brother,Carl."

I shook her hand firmly and gave a tight smile.

"Oh..it's..it's good to see you..you look exactly like Jace."

She motioned to Carl.

"Uh...Jace"?

Her eyes widened as she realised.

"Uh..my younger brother...he looks...he looks just like you...I'm Mrs Thompson by the way."

"It's nice to see you Ma'am"

She nodded and entered back into her car.

I couldn't help but notice the small red stains on her shirt but I waved it off. Maybe they were poka dots.

"Well..that was weird."

"Says a girl who still pees in her pants."

Carl said nonchalantly as we entered back into the truck.

Oh my gosh! This can't be good!

I glared at him and turned my head back to the window with so much force,I felt it snap."Do not talk to me again. EVER!"

Thankfully,he didn't get the message as we were already laughing out our asses about random stuff before we were even fully reversed.

***  Gwen's POV ***

"God damnit!"

I screamed as I sat in the car, watching those brats drive back out.

"WHY DIDN'T THEY JUST DIE!!!!!!!"

I began to laugh. My car had not moved.

I was thankful that no one else was there. They would have called me crazy. Those bastards!

I'll show them who's crazy!

That stupid man had the right to beat his wife! Thank God I killed him.

I began to laugh to my self.

All these years and now! BREAKTHROUGH!!

I killed that man,I cut off his stupid arms!!

Even in his next life,he won't ever be able to hurt a fly.

I didn't intend on killing anyone but when I saw him beating his wife the first time I went to look around,I knew I had to do something!

I wished I killed those stupid children of Jace.

It would have been an accident.

No one would have known!

Get your self together Gwen!!

When you're done with that idiot husband of yours and then Jace, you can take good care of the leftovers!

I smiled to myself.

I wasn't crazy!

I was out for vengeance!!

I started my car up and began driving away, playing I was here by Beyonce.

I was going to make sure they remember me for a long long time!