Title: Mind Over Matter - Chapter 1: Mind over Matter
Author: Jezebel Jai-Braxlin
Summary: Not inside a person's head like the movie. These events are really happening. No real pairing. OC character included.
Disclaimer: Own nothing but my OC.
Chapter 1: Mind Over Matter
"Come on George, let me drive."
The York family was on a road trip for vacation.
"Will you just stop?" Breathed George. "I can handle it on my own."
They drove for a few minutes in silence. George sighed.
"Maybe it wasn't such a good idea to leave our counseling just yet."
"George! What did I say about talking about that in front of Timmy?" Alice said, through her teeth.
"I'm sorry...I-uh...You can drive after we get something to eat, k?"
"Whatever."
BANG*
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"How long is this going to take?" Asked Alice, watching her husband attempt to attach the spare.
"Look, honey. I'm getting there, all right!"
"Geez honey, don't get so defensive... Is there anything I can do to help? Asked Alice.
"No."
Timmy knocked on his window, and Alice walked over. He put his hand on the window.
"Oh..." Gasped Alice.
Timmy hadn't spoken since his father left. She put her hand on the window where his was. He moved back and she put her hand down. He moved further back and she stepped backwards.
SCREECH
Alice flipped over a car.
"OH MY GOD, OH MY GOD! ALICE, OH MY GOD!"
George crawled to where Alice lay.
"ALICE?"
He looked towards the car.
"What've you-What Have You Done? What Have You Done! WHAT HAVE YOU DONE?"
The man in the car came running out. George rocked back and forth, holding his wife's hand.
"Alice? ALICE! What Have You Done! What Have You Done! WHAT HAVE YOU DONE?"
"Let me take a look." Said the man.
"The driver of every motor vehicle involved in any matter of an accident originating between the operation of a vehicle shall within ten days of the accident, report the accident." Said George, delirious. He repeated broken bits. "The DMV Says we should report it. We should report it."
The man went to the little boy, Timmy, watching nearby.
"You got a towel or something in the car?"
The son just stood there, watching his mother bleeding on the ground.
"Ok. Come help me look."
He picked the little boy up and ran to the York's car.
"I'm Ed."
Ed ran to the still rambling George and placed a towel on Alice's neck wound.
"Stay here, keep her dry."
"It's ok. It's ok honey. It's ok, I'll keep you warm."
Ed ran over and banged on the backseat window of the Lincoln he'd been driving.
"Lady open the door, we need the phone!"
"No!" The lady shouted.
"Sweetheart, it's ok. Honey, it's ok. No. You're ok. Can you hear me? Your making me cry! Your gonna be ok. Your gonna be ok." Said George, reassuring himself more then her.
Ed ran over, grabbed the jack, and smashed his window.
"Give me the god damn phone!"
He reached in and grabbed the phone.
"The phone is dead, alright!" Shouted the lady.
He tried the phone. It was dead.
A/N: I know nobody probably looks for Identity stories, but I wrote this awhile go so I posted it. It starts out very similar to the actual movie with original pieces tossed in. Soon, it will be off on its own tangent. Review if you happen to read it?