Driving Down the Highway (FICTION)
My windows are rolled down, strong music with a happenin' beat come streaming over my dashboard. The blur of burning red streak over the dark blue sky as the horizon meets the earths crust. Beauty never really seen inside the city streets blares brightly across the open plain. A deep warmth spreads over me, fulfilled in the moment. Bright headlights. Quick over correction steering. Heart drops. Screaming. Darkness. Confused I reach up to where Adam had been sitting in the drivers seat. The car is turned on end in some sort of road ditch. The radio is still on playing an old Elvis song. I can't see Adam anywhere and I continue yelling out his name. He never did wear his seat belt and my immediate reaction was to make sure he was still in the car. Knowing now that he is not in the car only makes the throbbing in my head be fully felt. I try to move out of my seat to search for him but I my leg is caught in the twisted metal of the door handle. "Adam....babe. Adam.....babe ar...