Road Rage Stories Novels & Stories

Pleadings of Biya and sobbings of a little child were intermingling and knocking his mind like a hammer. Rain has started. He strongly punched the steering wheel to vent out his anger. He was smoking a cigarette to try to suppress the noise disturbing him from inside. He was driving very rashly. "Ohh shit…." He saw an old man right in front of his car. If he didn't take the brake then he must have been hit by his car. His anger rose to many folds. He immediately came out of the car and went near to the one who was about to be hit by his car. He was sitting on the road picking up his grocery.

Vivi "Fuck it all to hell!" I cursed as I grabbed the ticket from the windshield of my old Jeep Wrangler. It was the third one in the last two weeks! "What happened to brotherhood of the badge shit?" Two little white-headed ladies walking by on the sidewalk gave me the stink eye for my outburst. "Sorry," I mumbled, but I wasn't really. How could a town that had literally one main road have so many fucking parking laws? I felt like I had broken most of them in the short time I'd been here and apparently there was no love lost between the game wardens and the traffic cops here.

... When I hung up, the expensive suit on my back was already eaten through by acid. My skin burned like hellfire. The stench of chemicals mixed with blood and rot as yellowish fluid oozed from my wounds. I glared at the man in front of me, hatred so fierce it could have burned through him. Onlookers formed a ring of phones and burst into laughter. "Hahaha! Serves him right for stealing from Milo!" Milo Austin pointed at my nose and spat, "You piece of trash! Still pretending, huh? You think calling someone's gonna save you? The Tucker family? Never heard of them. I'm calling the police now and have you attested."

Her back slammed against the pavement and she fell across the road. “Jesus!I hit someone! I hit her!” the driver screamed, jumping from the black car, phone trembling in his hand. His boss sitting in the back seat screamed at him. “See what your reckless driving has cost you! Are you blind? Didn't you see her crossing?”. “ She just walked into the road-I swear, I didn't see her!She wasn't even looking”. Before his boss could respond, a small crowd was beginning to gather. “Carry her!”He ordered. “We can't let this escalate here. The crowd is forming. Put her in the backseat as fast as possible”.

Finally, she was free of Jacob. “Evening news update: Tonight, two separate car accidents occurred on XX Road and XX Avenue in Lincourt City. The first incident involved a vehicle’s brakes failing, causing it to veer into a greenbelt and burst into flames. The second incident was a head-on collision caused by a drunk driver going the wrong way, resulting in one fatality and two serious injuries.” “Vehicle safety has become a major concern among the public, with netizens actively discussing the issue online. Mr. Lee, as an expert in this field, what are your thoughts?”

) Masi taunted as I laughed. "Jung thi ochu nathi. Khabar che ketla road accident thai che aaj kal and ketla loko pene chalavta hoi che." ( It's not less than a war. You know how many road accidents are happening this days and how many people drink and drive. ) Maa said as Masi nodded agreeing to her. "As if your son doesn't drink." I taunted scoffing. "He doesn't okay I know." Maa said glaring at me with a confidence that would fool anyone into thinking he doesn't.

I answered his call instantly. "You're not going to take the road along the woods alone from now on," he said making me automatically wonder what I did this time. "What happened, Drake?" I asked when I was not able to think of anything. "A couple of people were attacked by an animal on the same road while they were coming to Greenville." As soon as he said that, I couldn't help but feel uneasy... {They came after me.}

CONCURRENTLY… The white van, disguised as an unsuspecting cleaning vehicle, hurriedly sped away from New York but got caught in traffic while crossing the George Washington Bridge. Roy kept pressing the horn in frustration. Veins in his hand bulged as he held the stirring wheel tightly. “This is what I hate about the city… Too much traffic.” He scowls while glaring at other drivers. Jerry, on the other hand, was still wincing in pain as Sherah almost bit a chunk of his flesh. “That bitch!” He muttered as he took a flask of cheap vodka out of his pocket and gulped it down to help numb the pain. He then glanced at the back of the vehicle. “Is she still asleep?” he asked in annoyance.

As I drove through it, a crazy motorcyclist zipped straight across my path, causing me to pull the handbrake and swerve as the car side-drifted to the right, blocking the oncoming vehicles wanting to pass me on the stretch. I was right in the middle of the intersection. All the other cars in the incoming traffic managed to stop in a chaotic mess, positioned in various directions. "Fucking bitch!" I yelled and slapped the steering wheel, looking angrily at the congestion that I had caused. Sadly, a trailer truck hit a convertible behind me. With regeneration healing for werewolves, I trusted that everyone was okay. No. That bitch caused this jam.

"I wasn't discriminating either, little girl, don't worry." "I just spoke about the matter at hand." "Look at how many of the traffic accidents in our city, Amber City, were caused by female drivers in a year." "Would male drivers not have accidents? Would there be no drunk driving?" Lorraine retorted. "You can say that, I won't argue with you. If you want to learn, go ahead, I'm happy to take your money." Eric waved his hand, showing signs of impatience, and no longer wanted to delve further with Lorraine.