Driven Novels & Stories

she saysas shes about to skip out of the kitchen before moms sturn voice stops her "wait" Slowly Gem turnsto face mom "has Stevie got a licence yet? Is he even safe to drive? I mean it Gem you will not be getting in a car with him if hes not", "Hey, hes cool mom he got his licence last year,hes been driving his moms car from time to time" i say getting a thankyou smile from Gem, "Oh ok, i just dont want you getting hurt honey",

_*]:min-w-0 gap-3"> He drove home. _*]:min-w-0 gap-3"> He did not think about the question.

Bruce was beyond annoyed. Two cab drivers had refused to drive him where he wanted to go. He had already gotten in the back of one cab when he had told the driver where he wanted to go. The driver had refused to take him. Bruce had demanded he get moving. The driver had put the car in drive and sat there like Bruce hadn’t said a thing. He had given up and got out. As soon as he had, the driver pulled off. His tires had screeched when he did.

He looked at me with nothing but disgust and disappointment. Fury and frustration race through my body now. I had messed up. “Stop the car.” I demanded. “I need to run. I will shift and run the rest of the way home. “ I ordered, knowing that allowing Draven out may at least allow some of my tension out, but the guilt I was feeling, well, that, I had a sinking feeling may well be sticking around…

~ Lucien ~ The engine of my SUV roared as I jerked the wheel, weaving through three lanes of midday traffic like a predator chasing a scent. My knuckles were white against the leather steering wheel. On the passenger seat, my phone was on speaker, Elias’s voice cutting through the hum of the engine.

I'm not easily surprised by words anymore, and I learned this skill the hard way. He looks up with bright eyes, apparently pleased with the fact that he'd cleaned the mess by himself. Does he want a cookie or something? "Come on, designated driver, let's get a move on things", I say. "As much as I love when my existence is reduced to the simple task of driving, I am not your designated driver, but we are--", he pauses. I poke my head forward, basically asking what the hell he wanted to say with the movement. He stutters and gags, "Fr-fr-fr-iends", he barely gets the word out. If I had a pillow, it would be hurling toward him.

Never mind. She poured me some liquor again that I immediately drank. It was already past two in the morning when we stop, we already drank a lot of hard drinks. I knew in my mind that I and my companion were drunk as fvck. "Fvck, Ayesha you are such a dumb. Why didn't you bring a driver?" I said while leaning on the sofa because my sight is spinning at the moment. "*Hik!* Such a dumbass too. You didn't told me to shhhkk bring one *Hik!*," she answered me as she sank down on the table.

" I started sweating badly. " Sh*t" .... " What's wrong Fred ......" She asked worriedly . " The breaks of my car stopped working Aria ...the...." I trailed in pannick . I pannicked badly as I tried to Control the car as it moved out of the road and that was the last thing I remember ....and the scream of Aria before everywhere went Dark . TBC

Maze's "Gab! C'mon! You can't be like this! Haven't you learned your lesson?" Mark and I were waiting for Top outside the bar when we heard Mike scolding a drunk Gab. Kevin and Mike are helping each other to carry him as he is too drunk that he can't even walk properly and just keeps on muttering incoherent words. I looked at Mark and he seemed worried but not about Gab but Mike. I can see Mike and Kevin having a hard time carrying him as he was a big guy.

I murmured. " You know I can't confront her, but " he peeked to see if she was listening before whispering." You really don't have to" we both chuckled at our behavior. Dad took me to choose a car as he promised. Hee kept nagging about me taking to long to choose so we decided on the white 2019 Porsche Panamera turbo.