Board Thread:Writer's Workshop/@comment-30692969-20161208122608

So I write this last night and I don't feel that well about the subject, but I guess I'll just post it here and hope someone can save it.

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“Jason, you know I don’t like you.”

“Kerry, it doesn’t matter. I love you and that’s how it’s gonna be,” I told her, a sadistic smile painted on my face. I reached in the back seat and pulled out a long knife. “Now am I going to have to use this?”

She cowered in the passenger seat and reached for the door handle, hoping I wouldn’t notice. I chuckled at her stupidity and drove the blade through her wrist. She screamed, the knife going right through into the leather of the door.

“What the hell, Jason?” she screamed, a mix of fear and anger filling her voice. I laughed, pulling the knife out. Her arm fell to her side, blood covering her pink tank top. I looked out the windshield, the long dock before us being drowned in the darkness of night. I took the car out of park and put my foot on the brake, preparing for the final moment.

“Say it.”

“Say what?” she begged, tears filling her eyes. Her sobs became increasingly violent as she started to curse at me.

“Say you love me or we both die tonight.”

She glared at me and flipped me off. I sighed and returned the stare.

“I see,” I let out as I stomped on the brake. Before I knew it, it was pitch black in the car. I grabbed a flashlight from the glove compartment and flicked it on. I looked around, the sound of the windows cracking growing louder and louder.

Kerry was covered in blood, the fall smashing her head into the dash. She was silent, but her chest was moving. I buckled my seatbelt and fastened hers, making sure it was tight enough to hold her in.

I looked at the windshield as we hit the bottom of the ocean, the beach to our backs. I took the flashlight and flipped it in my hand, contemplating my next move. Finally, I decided what I’d do.

I threw it into the window, the glass shattering and allowing water to fill the car.

I glanced at Kerry. She’d regained consciousness.

I laid back and closed my eyes.

The only thing left was the spirit of the sea. 