Emison: Fragile Like Glass

Chapter 9: Crashed

Alison POV:
The car spins as swivels all over the road.

I feel the impact of another car hitting me from the passengers side.

I scream bloody murder as my head slams against the window.

Before I know it, my car is flying over the bridge into the river below...

Emily POV:
Why can't she just know the way she makes me feel?

I don't even know where I'm driving to. I know I'm not going to the cliff. I already passed the turn.

I'm just driving around.

Thinking all of these thoughts.

I turn in the radio and Over you by Ingrid Michaelson comes on.

Over, I'm so over you

The way that you look in a 3 piece suit

Over, I'm so over you

The way that you held me

When nobody else would

I sing along with the song as tears sting my eyes.

I rapidly tap my finger tips on the steering wheel as I look out the window.

I think about Alison as I listen, and look out the window.

Over, I'm so over you

The way that you laugh

At everything that I do

I start crying harder.

Alison POV:
Water starts filling the car through the vents and tops of the windows.

I can feel the water wetting my feet.

I start panicking as water starts coming in faster. Spraying through every air vent in the car.

I try to open the door, but it's stuck. The water pressure and current pushing against it.

I start crying as I scramble to open the glove compartment.

I throw everything out looking for that one thing that balances life and death for me.

I throw all of the napkins, and papers, and random crap down on the floor.

I pull out the pocket knife with the window breaker on the end.

The car is nearly full now.

Everything that I threw to the floor is now floating at neck level.

I tilt my head up as I take one last breath of air until the water consumes me.

Emily POV:
I grip the steering wheel tight as I get this feeling in my stomach.

A really bad feeling.

I tap my foot that isn't on the gas as I sigh.

"Everything is fine. Everything is fine. Everything is fine." I whisper to myself.

But everything isn't fine.

I wish I had known that.

Aria POV:
"What the hell?!" Hanna exclaims.

"Do you think they went to the cliff?" Spencer wonders, scratching the back of her head.

"Maybe. Go her their stuff and we'll check." I say.

"They left without their phones?!" Hanna yells.

"Yep." I answer her, and sigh.

Spencer comes back a few minutes later with both of the girls bags, and we leave in Spencer's car.