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BETH
The throbbing in my head drags me from
unconsciousness. The world I wake to is wrong. It hurts.
Pain prickles down my limbs like little needles and
there’s a pressure on my chest, like I’m being crushed. I reach out to touch
my forehead, but something isn’t right. My arm is already raised, my hand is
dangling above my head.
I concentrate on my eyes. After a few tries I’m able to slowly blink them
open. The dim light surrounding me is cut through by a moving beam. I have
to squint every time the bright light passes in front of me.
Upside down. I’m upside down. What in the hell…
As the acrid smell of burnt rubber and gasoline assault me, it all comes
back. The screech of tires. The headlights streaking towards Patrick’s
window. The ear splitting crunch of car meeting car. Then… nothing. We
must have flipped.
Blackness tries to take me again. I can’t let it. This is bad. We need to get
out of here.
“Patrick.” His name comes out as a croak, the attempt to speak causes a
round of coughs to break from my chest. Each one hurting more than the last,
and I work to control my breath.
My muscles aren’t cooperating. It’s hard to turn my head and I don’t
know if it’s because I’m injured or if it’s because I’ve been suspended upside
down by my seatbelt for who knows how long.
I swallow and try again. “Patrick.”
A groan from the driver’s seat the only reply.
I heave out a breath. He’s alive.
The beam of light cuts across my vision again and I try to focus on it. It
seems a lot closer than the last time I remember seeing it. Is that a flashlight?
Is someone already coming to help us?
“Lizzy?” Patrick’s voice sounds strained.
“I’m here. I’m here.” I get my head to turn and look at Patrick. My brain
takes a moment to register all the blood. Too much blood. “Patrick. You’re
hurt.”
“Lizzy.” He says my name again, but he’s looking out the window. The
beam of light nearing.
His voice is shaking now, but not from pain. He sounds scared. “Look
away.”
“What do you mean?” Panic is finally starting to claw its way through
me.
He turns his neck to look at me. “Don’t watch this part. I don’t want you
to watch this part.”
Past him, the approaching silhouettes sharpen. Since the car is upside
down, I can’t see their heads, but I can see their hands. And the guns they’re
holding.
I wake on a gasp. Clawing at my chest, trying to catch my breath.
My stupid sleep shirt is twisted around my body, strangling me. I wrestle
it into place, fighting against the sweat that has it sticking to my chest.
Blinking at the ceiling, listening to the rumble of canine snores, I admit
defeat.
“Fuck.”
Throwing back my quilt, I climb out of bed. I know I won’t get back to
sleep now.
I pick my way around unpacked boxes and push all thoughts of that night
out of my mind. I can’t go down that spiral. Not today.
Flipping on my bathroom light, I mentally pat myself on the back.
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