Chase Looney Before Accident Novels & Stories

My heart stumbles. I’ve been out for three whole days? Memory claws inside me now. Blurry. The night we had dinner. Seeing Marv Bowman. Me stumbling out of the restaurant. The roof top. Standing so close to the ledge. Almost jumping off. Chase's voice, urging me not to jump. And then collapsing in the car, on our way back to his house. "Stay with me, Kitten..." Chase's voice filters into my memory now, urgent. Afraid. "Drive faster, damn it!"

Chase said, slamming the door. “Nice ride,” he shouted, clearly excited. It was a … Bentley? Hell if I know. It was black and expensive. That’s all I knew. “I uhm, I forgot to take off the ring,” I whispered. “Holy crap mom! Is that real,” Chase yelled, leaping forward. I blinked, trying to catch my breath. I suddenly felt like one of those little brownie people from the movie Willow. Teeny … tiny. With this massive rock shining brightly.

I am going to end this right now. "You are so stupid, Christopher. You think killing me would end everything?" He laughs, spitting blood. "Were you this foolish before or have you become so after that accident?.." That's it! Before he could say anything I pull the trigger and the bullet pierces through his head, splashing a few blood droplets over my face. "CHRIS?!!!" Max screams beside me in shock, but it's too late. I didn't even realize that he was standing here.

For some reason, John felt a sense of unease as he watched Sharon's race car in the video. At that moment, Sharon made a mistake in her operation. John couldn't help but urgently remind her, “Sharon, what are you doing?” “The drifting angle is off; the steering wheel was turned too early.” Each accusation made Sharon panic more. Her mistakes multiplied. One by one, the cars behind her overtook her. When the race ended, Sharon took off her helmet and threw it to the ground, lashing out at John :

he smiled but I was shy "ah mo~mmy what happened to daddy?" I said something. "we got an accident" "po?" "Zack and Zary, me and his dad" "all of you?" he smiled "yes, their daddy was more satisfied than the three of us," "what happened?" "a truck lost its grip and crashed into six cars and three of us in that parking lot, zach and zary is only 18 years old at that time" "po?" so that means it's been a long time?

The last thing he could clearly recall was someone familiar shouting his name, and after that, his mind had gone completely blank. The face that he could remember brightly smiling was growing pale by each passing second while she laid on her arms. When he failed to notice that incoming car, he did not expect that she would come out of nowhere to push him out of the way only to end up this way due to her hasty decision. Blood dripped down from her forehead while he tightly hugged her figure. He wasn’t able to think straight at that moment. The only thought running in his mind was that he wouldn’t let go of this warmth.

I open my eyes and I saw Elvis, laughing at Canon's stressed face. “Man, we can just chill later after work in the nearest bar.” Elvis suggestion. Canon just shrugged his head NO. So Elvis looked so disappointed. I immediately sit and that catches the attention of Elvis and Canon. They both looked at me, I was shy so I look down at my feet. “Lory?” Elvis asked and he came in front of me. I smiled at him awkwardly. “Hey, it's you! What happened to your hand.” He asked worriedly and he held my hand to check it. I was about to assure him that I was fined but I heard Canon's voice.

“How was it? Did you find any leads?” Chase nodded, “His account regularly receives $5000 every month. It looks like it was from a small construction company. You may think that it's his salary every month but when we followed him, he was unemployed…” He cut off what he was about to say since his son is with them. He didn't want Eon to hear negative things. He leaned closer to Rui and whispered, “We traced his transaction 1 month before the accident happened…” Rui's face paled when she heard this. Without a doubt, this dampened her mood. Still, she composed herself so her son won't notice this shift. She just quietly held Chase's hands under the table. “Thank you, honey…” she softly said.

She got to the YMCA around seven in the morning and swam eight miles before returning home to change. Chloe was at the hardware store and had picked out her paints. She was loading them into the back of her Malibu when she looked up to see Marilyn Monroe driving down her aisle a bit too fast and heading straight for her. As Chloe struggled to get out of the way she dropped a can of paint on her foot and stumbled backward falling between her car and the Jeep Cherokee next to it. Monroe smashed Chloe's cart of paints into the back of her Malibu and drove off. Chloe sat on the ground shaking and in pain. She got to her purse and called Kyle. He told her he would be there in seven minutes and as

The cliff. “Oh my God.” My hand flies to my mouth. I look up, and Chase is back on the couch, legs crossed, arms draped across the back like this is just a casual Tuesday. “The accident,” I whisper under my breath. “I was in an accident. There was a car. It rammed us from behind. It pushed us off the road.” I clench my fists, my nails biting into my palms. “Exactly,” he nods. “I found you. Down the cliff. Barely breathing.”