Crashing Into You Novels & Stories

Ultimately, after leaving two crooked tire tracks baked into the asphalt, the van managed to squeeze into the emergency lane in front of me and run into the sand pit. The front wheels drove straight into the sand. The rear end of the van was raised in the air, and the van finally slowed to a stop at the edge of the pit. White smoke and a pungent, burned smell billowed from the hood. Billy scrambled out of the shattered window, completely covered in blood. He fell to the ground on his knees, gagging a few times, before looking up and meeting my gaze. He froze for a moment. Then, his eyes lit up.

Without warning, a loud crash shattered everything. Another car slammed into us brutally from the side. The impact was violent. Eric lost control of the steering wheel as our car spun wildly. I screamed at the top of my lungs, terror flooding my body as I realized we were in a real accident. The world blurred around me — screeching tires, breaking glass, and the sickening feeling of the car losing balance.

But then the deadly look he suddenly gave me made me weak in the knee and before I knew it, I missed my step and the next thing I knew I was falling. Crash!!!!!

Then— CRASH. The plate slipped from my hands, shattering at my feet. Silence. They heard. They saw. *Fuck*

Bang! My Nimgo crashed straight into the back of a Valterra. A guy with sunglasses and a cigarette in his mouth jumped out, stormed over, and kicked my door. “You broke loser! See the emblem? It’s a Valterra! You’ve got guts crashing your trashy Nimgo into a Valterra!” When I saw the person who got out of the car, my heart sank. Things were exactly as bad as I expected. I wound down the window and stared at him. I was looking for clues from his words and actions.

_Luca’s POV_ The world didn’t just crash—it folded in on itself. Metal screamed, the kind of sound that splits straight through bone, as the truck slammed into us from the left. One second, Raphael’s car was in sight. The next, the entire universe became shattering glass, the whip of a seatbelt against my chest, my skull slamming hard enough into the headrest that stars burst behind my eyes. We spun over and over. Tires screeched, grinding rubber against asphalt. The car tipped, swayed, threatened to roll. Matteo cursed, Nico’s guttural shout ripped the air, and I—

I looked up, and it was one of the heavy pieces of lighting equipment that was falling. Instinctively, I pushed Melisa out of the way, but I did not have the chance to scoot out of the way myself. **Crash***

You only realize how lucky you are, when you have experienced something horrifying or a remarkably narrow escape. The screech of tires fills the air as our two vehicles collide in a violent crash. Glass shatters and metal crunches as my car is struck by a black SUV. Slamming into my tailgate, my eyes wide in shock as I grip the steering wheel. My vehicle starts to spin out of control as I fight hard to keep it on the road. With a sickening jolt, my car slams into a nearby pole, sending shards of glass and twisted metal flying through the air. The impact is so powerful that it knocks me unconscious, leaving me slumped over the steering wheel.

Kavinsky bounced the ball in his hand and started moving toward the hoop. Kaylee went after him and when he was about to reach the basketball net, she jumped up with all her might and collided her body with his. Kavinsky managed to throw the ball into the hoop but he fell to the ground with something weighing him down. He opened his eyes when the object started moving ad he realized it was Kaylee.

The end for me. Then, CRASH. Something, or maybe someone, slammed into the front of my car with brutal force. Metal crumpled. The airbag exploded in my face. My body jerked forward, seatbelt biting deep. The world spun, tires screeching, and everything went black.