My Life Be Like Car Crash Novels & Stories

“Really, Vivian?” I nodded, “But first, you have to take Sharon away.” “Right away.” Just as he had come, Sharon was dragged into the back seat like a rag. I thought John was joking. But to my surprise, he actually found 99 cars to crash into himself. When his assistant pulled him out from under the race car, he was unrecognizable. His entire body was disfigured, his face ruined, and he was completely disabled. John still tried to contact me but was locked away by his family.

I laughed out loud sarcastically, I felt like I was Psycho at the moment but I could care less. "Nooooooo" I heard the frightened scream from Richard and the next I heard was a loud bang from the car crashing violently on one of the trees and sounds of the windscreen cracking. My head hits the dashboard painfully, then… I blacked out

I was terrified, dying and this man was driving like a turtle! “Can you move faster im dying please!” But he didn't listen, so I decided to take matters into my own hands. I lunged forward and clenched the wheels. “Madam stop, let it go or we both die!” “Driver faster!” As we struggled we swerved, he turned to push me away for a split second, not seeing the blinkers opposite him. “Watch out!” A car crashed into us and I could see my life flash before me. How did I get here?

His face bruised and bloodied, whether from the impact of the car crash or someone’s fists, I couldn’t tell. With each heartbeat my life slowly faded, following him. Until something inside me snapped. “Nooo!” I shrieked and my world as I’d known it ceased to exist.

Becca shouts. I opened my eyes and caught a glimpse of her making a sharp turn but my soul was about to leave my body because there was a truck right in front of us. It starts to blow its horn when it notices we’re entering its lane to make the turn, instead of waiting for it to pass first. I don’t know how but we managed to make the turn before the truck crashed into us unfortunately the four other cars connected with the truck but a few of them managed to escape the crash since the truck is very long it restricts the other cars movements meaning they can no longer see us.

I'd rather just die! Because their lives are still more important than mine. They can have a good future. They can have a beautiful and peaceful life. Life that I didn't have. Life that I always wanted to have but...never happened. I know when they hear the loud beep of my car and a thud when my car finally crash with the truck, they can run! I accelerated the drive and there the side of my car collided with the truck. Everything seemed to be in slow motion. And I can feel the loud beating of my heart.

I knew very well I have a button on my bed to call for nurses, but because I'm a stubborn idiot I prefer to drag myself out of the room with a nightgown on me and my bare feet. I walked through the hallway to find the elevator. After I find it, I call it and wait for it to go down, where Ralph said he was moving me, thinking he will be there. I saw myself in the elevator mirror, and I was shocked to see how many cuts I had on my arms and bruises on my face. I had a big white bandage on my head, my hair was a mess, and I was looking like a disaster. I let my body rely on that wall from my back, and I'm thinking now that nobody was there when I get up. I could die in this car crash, and I had

That my last name could erase any consequences. Until it didn’t. The night everything spiraled was just another night to me…. Well until it wasn’t. I was behind the wheel of my Porsche, Jake - my long-time boyfriend sat beside me, my friends laughing in the backseat, the scent of tequila still burning down my throat. Then lights. Screams. Glass. I crashed straight into a convenience store. Barely missed killing two people inside. Jake got a concussion. One of my friends broke her arm. I walked away with nothing but a scratch- and the weight of knowing it could’ve been so much worse.

Memories flashed like I was seeing a movie. The fire. Adrian’s face, smirking as the flames devoured my world.Selling my inheritance. Working three jobs. Donating my kidney. The betrayal. And then, images I didn’t recognize. Running down a city street at night with heavy downpour. Blinding headlights, screeching tires. Panic. A crash. Blood. And darkness. Two lives; mine and another, colliding in my head like thunder. My breaths came out ragged. “I… I died,” I whispered. “And now I…”

Why did he have to break my heart like this? A sharp sound jolted me from my anguish right before the deafening impact of smashing into a trailer made my world—and body—spin out of control. My car somersaulted in the air before crashing back to the ground. My entire body burst into pain, and the taste of blood filled my mouth. As the darkness of unconsciousness encroached upon my vision, I cursed the day I met Colin, then made a silent vow to myself; if I were ever given a second chance, I would never allow myself to fall in love with Colin Rogers.