This story is closely related to Life After. I didn't like where it was going, so I decided to re-write it. I apologize for people who were following it but hopefully this story is better than the last.
An Innocent Evil
Prologue
I gripped tightly onto my seat, my one eye tightly shut while the other gave way to just a peak. I braced myself for impact as we barreled through traffic, weaving in and out as I held my breath with each close call. A string of profanities came out in half chokes and whispers. Yelling wouldn't do anything. It couldn't save me and it definitely wouldn't make the driver of this vehicle drive any better. Plus screaming in a vehicle with someone who had an eerie calmness was self-defeating and heartbreakingly irritating.
Car chases were not on my life's bucket list. I was never into watching them on TV and now having to experience one first hand I can rule out skydiving as a to do before I die. This was enough adrenaline activity I could handle for a lifetime. I couldn't recall how my life's events had brought me to this place and time. How did life seem so easy and carefree days ago? When did things get so off track?
I stole a glance to the girl in the driver's seat. I would have given my right arm just to be this close to her a few weeks ago. Right now, it seemed I'd have to give my life to do just that. Her eyes was focused ahead and her grip tight on the steering wheel. She slammed on the breaks nearly missing the car in front of us as she shot to the shoulder of the road, my body slamming against the door and then into the seat as she pressed the gas once again.
"Bella-" I choked out.
She turned her head to look at me, suddenly paying no attention to the road. My words were lost as I hadn't expected her to give me her undivided attention. Her eyebrow raised as if to ask me simply what it was that I wanted. But before I could respond the car chasing us shot up ahead and slammed their breaks, urging us to rear end them.
"Shit!" I yelled as I braced myself once more for impact, throwing my arms up to protect my head. My eyes shut tightly and I only heard the sound of tires screeching. As I felt we would not crash into the car ahead, I opened my eyes to find us taking the ramp off the expressway and now was headed to a deserted road of the broke down city. Flashes of abandon buildings and liquor stores flew by us. I turned my head to look out the back window, breathing a sigh of relief that the car that had been chasing us was no longer following us. Our car was slowing down, now finally following the speed limit.
"Bella," I struggled once again., this time her eyes remained focus on the road. "What's going on? What do those people want from you?"
She said nothing.
"Bella, please-" I pleaded. I needed answers. "What is going on?."
Still nothing.
A beam of light reflected in my side mirror. I stared at the lights, praying that it wasn't the black Mercedes that had been chasing us. But all my prayers went unanswered as I felt her hit the gas once more and knew that it was the same car. I looked ahead at the stretch of abandoned road.
"Bella!" I yelled at her in frustration.
She turned her face to me and gave me a sharp glare. Her once innocent face became fierce as her eyes tighten towards me, daring me to speak again.
"I don't know what trouble you've gotten in but you should go to the police," I rushed out my words. "I'll go with you, I promise. This is crazy … we can die."
I looked back to see the car gaining on us.
"Bella please!" I pleaded. "I can't help you, if you won't tell me what they want."
The silence was deafening and I punched the dashboard in frustration. My hands ran roughly through my hair as I was becoming more aware that tonight might the last night of my life.
"You," she said softly...almost a whisper over the sound of the engine. "They want you."
I looked at her, my eyebrows pulled together in confusion. But before I could ask anymore, the car swerved to a complete stop at its side, blocking the entire road. I watched Bella as she clicked herself free from the seatbelt.
My voice now in complete panic as I looked out my passenger window and saw that the black Mercedes had come to a complete stop as well. Only the sound of a revving engine ringing in my ears. Bella climbed out the car and began walking towards the other vehicle.
"What are you doing?" I called after her.
"Ending this chase," she said as she kept faced to the vehicle up ahead. It was like she egging them on for a game of chicken. "You have to see what I am to believe me"
The sound of squealing tires made my heart drop as I watched the opposing car coming at her at unforgiving speed.
"Bella!" Now I was completely hysterical as I fidgeted with my seatbelt to release me. A once easy thing to break free from was now holding me back as my hands shook uncontrollably preventing me to get out of the car in time.
"Bella!" I screamed. She stood there completely still as if she beckoned the car to come to her. As I finally made it out of the door, I saw the black car so close to her. God, please, no, I begged as I watched her intimate death.
Just as the car was about to make contact, I watched in awe as she slammed her fist onto the front of its hood, catapulting it over her head, making the car land what a body shaking thud upside down. It was as if she was playing with a toy car.
"Shit," I whispered my eyes wide as I stared at the crumpled vehicle, now rocking from side to side. The sound of metal rocking against the payment echoing in the silent night.
I pealed my eyes away from the car wreck and looked at her...the small, fragile girl I once knew.
"What…" I struggled. "… are you?"
