Retribution (working title)

The sound of cracking glass woke me.

For a few seconds I had no idea where I was, but then I remembered headlights and swerving, and a tree. I remembered my little brother screaming. A noise so loud and sharp. I remembered the blood pounding in my ears just before the world went black. I couldn’t see properly, I was pretty sure it was blood obscuring my vision. I must have hit my head when we crashed. I looked to my left, my little brother wasn’t moving or breathing. Panic set in and I struggled against my seat belt. I had to get out. I had to save him.

“I’m going to get you out of here Beth, just hang on.” A disembodied voice said from outside the car.

Only then did I realize that someone was trying to break the glass to my window.

“No!” I screamed. “Get to Alex! Save Alex!”

It didn’t matter that I could barely breathe and couldn’t get out of my seat. I only cared about my little brother.

The door on my brother’s side opened easily. The person who knew my name grabbed Alexander from his seat.

I heard the distant wailing of sirens in the background.

I writhed in my seat belt but it was refusing to unbuckle. I had to check on Alexander. He was my whole world; I couldn’t let anything happen to him. These emotions surged through me like they’d never done before.

I started tasting blood and a wave of dizziness came over me. The last thing I remembered before I passed out again was blue and red flashing lights.

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