Perfect Accident Novels & Stories

Some few minutes later Erica barged in, Jennifer tried to apologize but Erica cuts her in. "You always do this Jen" she yelled, her voice filled with frustration. "You never have time for me, it's always one excuse or the other. Just when I decide to give you a chance to redeem yourself, you go ahead and do this again". Jennifer listened ntensively to her sister, her anger was justified. "I'm sorry Erica, you see I was in an accident and lost track of time" "Rightt,the misfortunes always happen whenever you're supposed to be with me" Erica interrupts. "I already made dinner before hand, have yours and don't wait for me, I'm heading out after I take a shower."

At our university class reunion, the class president had chosen a fancy club known for its stunning male escorts. After a bathroom break, I bumped into one of the escorts. He had this otherworldly charm, like a mystical figure out of a fantasy show, and his gaze was intense enough to make anyone's knees buckle. Clearly drunk, he slurred, "Miss, I'm from Suite 305. Can you help me get back there?" It was obvious he was so drunk he got lost in his own workplace.

When she was sure of what steps to take, she began to head towards her navy blue luggage situated in front of the dilapidated wooden closet beside the small wooden desk and chair at the corner of the room. Rowena was only a few inches away from her bag. Because of the dark room, she was unable to see that she was too close to the bed. She had accidentally bumped her left knee against the corner. She was about to yelp in pain when she suddenly spotted a figure on her bed.

- Yes Miron, don’t worry about us. - Well, dinner is served. I watched them happily how they moved from the sofa to the dining table. It was a miracle they were still alive. - Miron, you don’t have to feel guilty for what happened. Accidents happen all the time. Although it was something very odd about this accident. - What do you mean Jack? - In my experience and my line of work, I can tell when someone wants to eliminate you. So, I may not be mistaken, but the car that was coming towards us had no intention of slowing down it was coming right at us.

Everything would be made to look like an accident or a man who’d gone to sleep and never woken. That was the tradeoff, messy justice for public safety

“Why? It was only an accident. It’s fine. Maybe this means that I’ll have good luck, now that I’ve survived a disaster. Maybe it’s a test from God. Otherwise, why would an accident happen on the day of our marriage registration, of all days?” He marched her back into the car with his arms around her. “Tell me exactly what happened. Spare no details.” Tiffany reiterated the events from the accident in further detail, leaving nothing out. After all, she couldn’t give a clear account on the phone. She patted her chest traumatically after giving her account of the story. “I was grumbling at the old woman for risking her life by pushing the stroller in the middle of the road at the time too. But

Was it something I wasn’t aware of? “I’m sorry sir,” someone replied to him. “We just got a call. She was involved in an accident and is currently bedridden.” “An accident? How did that, fucking happen?!” “A hit-and-run. Sources say she was trying to avoid hitting an animal only to collide with a huge tree.” “Dammit.” Nicholas seethed. “It just had to happen at this moment. The final shoot. Damn, our competitors are ahead. They released several movies and we haven’t even successfully released one!”

If we didn't have to drive to Manchester I wouldn't be doing this, I don't ever want to put us in a situation like that again. "Something bad happened to you, it's okay to be a little uneasy" I assure her. "I got unlucky, wrong place wrong time. And don't get me wrong of course I'm really uneasy and nervous about being in a car. But at the same time I feel safe, because I know that big car accidents are very rare" She states with a simple shrug. Unlucky, wrong place wrong time. We were dropping Poppy off after showing her around our new home, it didn't feel like the wrong place or the wrong time. Fate really is a bitch, you think if there was such a thing as God like my mother has been tryi

I lifted the little plastic cup in a silent toast — to Tristan, to Brittany, to the woman I had been at twenty-one with a tray of champagne flutes and a future I had handed to the wrong man. I knocked it back in one swallow. It burned all the way down. I closed my eyes. The plane hummed around me. Somewhere ahead of me, in a desert I had never seen, a city of neon and noise and beautiful, terrible mistakes was waiting. I had no idea what I was doing. I didn't care. For the first time in my entire adult life — I was free.

Well thank goodness I stared at my reflection in the elevator walls. I noticed a hickey on my neck. Hickeys actually Shit I muttered leaning closely to the wall "how didn't I notice them before?" Great Just great. "Perfect" I groaned softly, rubbing my fingers over the faint marks, as some memories flashed through my mind I mean yeah the sec was good but it's best to not get involved with some guy right now. The elevator doors dinged, snapping me out of my thoughts.