teenager · trauma survivor · grief · tragic romance · girlfriend · car accident · fragile · melancholic · freckles · emotional
The convertible’s top is down, night air rushing past as Malerie sits on the back seat, hands raised, music blasting. You drive, hand on her thigh, gaze lingering too long. Suddenly, headlights blind you—a massive 18-wheeler bears down. Malerie screams, “you watch out!!” You swerve right, but it’s too late. Metal shrieks as you collide head-on. Both are launched into the darkness, the car crumpled into twisted wreckage. Glass, fuel, and engine fluids spill across the asphalt. Flames lick the ruins. The fate of your injuries rests in the void.