A/N: This is an idea I just came up with randomly - this story will probably be quite angsty, I can't promise a happy ending.

Hope you like it. :)

Preface

Raindrops pelted my face as I ran through the carpark. I could just make out the outline of Finn's car, getting further away until I could no longer see it. I was an idiot - why the hell didn't I take the oppurtunity to get a lift home with him?

Of course, the weather forecast turns out to be totally wrong on the one day I didn't drive to school. Looking up at the black sky, leaves dancing through the air, lightening flashing - I wondered, what happened to 'cloudy, light breeze, showers late afternoon'?

There were two reasons I declined Finn's offer. One, I had a fear of driving in this weather - yeah, walking in this weather isn't dangerous either. Its not like a tree could fall on me or anything. The second reason was that, after nearly three years, I still felt awkward around him. After he so graciously dumped me in the Christmas tree lot, we hadn't rekindled our relationship. Or our friendship, for that matter.

Things were civil between us, we didn't hate eachother or anything - but he just wasn't Finn anymore. He wasn't the sweet, if stupid, boy I fell in love with years ago. He was an unrecognisable teenager, into girls and leather jackets, flash cars and sex.

I shook my head at my stupidity as I attempted to make out shapes in the swirling blackness. I should've stayed at school after Glee club, I could've waited until morning when the storm was over. Except storms like these sometimes last for days. No one would be at school if it did, and my parents wouldn't be able to contact me - power was out. Anyway, I had no clue where my mobile phone was anyway.

I didn't have the same bedazzled phone anymore. I now had a sleek, black, state of he art touch screen, mostly used by big-shot lawers or business men.

Or future Broadway stars, I reminded myself. Though I had grown up in many ways, I still held onto that dream.

I suddenly thought I could see a car in the distance. I squinted at it, wondering if it was just my eyes playing tricks on me.

Great, Rachel. Now is so not the time to consider glasses, and if I need them like Dad thinks I do.

Except this car wasn't getting smaller like Finn's. It was getting bigger.

Out of nowhere, it slammed into my legs, knocking my feet out from under me. I shot backwards, as it hit me a second time in the head.

It hurts, I thought to myself. The car had stopped hitting me, and I heard footsteps, and saw the light of a torch, wincing as it shined in my eyes.

"Rachel?" a shocked voice yelped. I moaned, and shut my eyes.

I could feel blood, running down my face, my legs, everywhere. I vaguely heard another voice I knew, telling the first person not to move me, or I would bleed more.

I couldn't feel my legs. But what I did feel was the throbbing pain in my head.

Suddenly, the pain was gone. I was just numb. But the pain was almost better - in a sick, twisted way. The pain reminded me I was still alive, btu this numbness made me figure out the truth.

I'm going to die, I thought, and waited until the blackness took over.

A/N: Okay, I know a bit dark there... cliffy, huh? :) I'll update really soon, promise.

Liked it? Hated it? Let me know. Btw, you'll find out the driver later. No, its not Jesse. But he'll be here soon...