Drive Me Crazy Novels & Stories

He didn't even belong to that country and the shock assaulted me. I started driving aimlessly, still feeling my chest tight and threatening to stop every breath I tried to take to my lungs. The anxiety crises were getting worse and worse. The lack of hope was getting bigger and bigger. And there were times, like that, when I really only thought about accelerating the car a little more and ending everything. Go for the easiest side.

How embarrassing. Rasha ignored Kevin's call, continuing to walk straight ahead. Lately, she has been irritable. In fact, before marrying Kevin, Rasha had often been yelled at and scolded by the people who employed her in the past. But now, Rasha is even more irritable. The possibility that makes her become like that is her pregnancy hormones. Since being pregnant, Rasha has become more irritable. Usually, she would relent or apologize first. Now, let alone apologize, just holding her anger feels very difficult.

Frida I drive like a mad woman to my parent's house, racing through my neighborhood with my heart pounding in my chest. The neighbors glare daggers at me for driving like an idiot when I jump out of the car, but I don't care. I left Stan in the goddamn basement without his insulin, and now I'm terrified I might have accidentally killed him. Shit. He better not be dead; he cannot be dead!

She quickly continued and turned to leave. " Candice wait! " But she ignored him. She went to her car and drove away from that place. Her tears just stopped and confusion took over her. She was driving without a specific destination. She felt betrayed by her bestfriend. She trusted him with all her heart. A pang of pain hit her heart. Where else could she go that Zach couldn't find her? She has trouble thinking the right thing to do now. When she felt tired of driving she took the road home. She needed sleep to sort things out. But then she felt she's having a headache when he saw Brandon in the living room. Her brow automatically arched while her hands on her hips.

I ran toawards the car and getting in, I start to drive away, in the rain, tears leak out of my eyes ,my hands tremble driving the car, what did i do , how can i kill him, how can I? I screamed slapping myself , every part of my body ache I couldn’t fucntion properly my legs shake so abd my fingers working weird, making me hard to control the car. Suddenly, my head started pounding making everything blur around me, I stepped on the brake pedal, but it didn’t work . what is happening why is the car not slowing down, I panicked , what the fuck, what is happening , i pressed hard on the gas pedal but nothing seems to work

This was merely his way of releasing his frustration, angered by my defiance. I pleaded for him to reduce his speed, but he completely ignored me and remained focused on the road. The more I voiced my concerns, the faster he drove. At that moment, my heart was pounding so intensely that it felt like a crash was imminent. However, Cameron remained unfazed, maneuvering through the traffic as if the cars were insignificant obstacles.

My life and mind is fucking messing up because of that girl! I puff another air as I feel so fucked right now. I think I’m going crazy, I need to be out of here. I need a fucking space to think! I grab my shirt and my car keys and I go out of the door. Got into my car and begin to drive the fuck off.

GINEVRA I stepped on the accelerator like a mad person on the loose, swinging my car from one side of the lane on the highway to another. I drove like I had been living with a death wish as I continuously took out my frustrations on myself—both with words, and with my actions. The back of my head had continuously met the headrest with hard slams, and my fist had continuously rammed into the steering wheel with so much force my knuckles were ripped apart. "How much more do I have to endure in one day!" A scream tore out of my throat, my eyes brimming with tears.

The receptionist helped me by wheeling my luggage to her car to avoid any suspicion before I finally left. My heart was beating so hard as I left. Once any of his men see me, I'm doomed, but luckily, they didn't. I drove away, I didn't know where I was going, but I just kept driving. “Fuck you, Edward!” I cursed as I drove. Suddenly it started raining. “Great, just great,” I said sarcastically as I continued driving. I came to a screeching stop when I noticed a car parked in front of me, blocking me from going any further. My brows creased and I started honking, signalling him to move the fuck off the road. I'm running from a fucking psychopath I need to hurry.

My heart almost flew out of my chest with it’s erratic beats. “Drive faster!” I screamed at the driver who immediately hits the gas, speeding up.