Let me start off by saying I think we all knew Ludwig shouldn't have been driving that night. None of us should have. But he was the most sober out of the four of us that were in the car. And he would have gotten us home safe and sound too, if it hadn't been New Year's. Because then, we wouldn't have had the fight against black ice.

Ok, let me start at the beginning of the night, before I met fate with smashed windows and a tree.

Well, It was New Year's Eve and one of my friends, Antonio (He's not really a friend of mine, He's my boyfriend's, Gilbert's, friend) was throwing his annual, and legendary, party. Everyone was there, from school at least. You see, we were a big melting pot of foreigners. Our school was into everything and anything foreign. So alot us weren't native to Berlin, Germany where the school resides.

Anyways, everyone was there. Feliks (A close friend of mine), Francis, Antonio (Gilbert's gang), Ludwig (Gilbert's younger brother), Berwald, Arthur, Mathias, Ivan, Katyusha, Alfred and Matthew (They're twins), Kiku, Feliciano, Rodereich (My ex...that story will come later), Vash, Lily, and Tino. That's just off the top of my head. We were partying hard, drinking shady things as well as some smoking shady things, you know, the whole she-bang. Everything was great. Dancing, laughing, singing (I should probably tell that one too) and most of all, if I didn't mention already, drinking.

As we watched all our clocks on our phones turn to midnight, we cheered and danced and drank some more. Around 3:00 AM, people started to leave. Us, being Ludwig, Gilbert and I, and Rodereich, were deciding it was time for us to leave. It had been a long night, and none of us were looking forward to the looming hangovers ahead. As we bid farewell to the rest of the party-goers, we made a mutual decision that Ludwig should drive. Man could race this thing Alfred called the Daytona 500 totally hammered.

Hopping into the car, Gilbert giggled. And hiccuped, causing him to giggle again.

"Dude, Eliza, Im totally smashed, aren't I?" He asked, his goofy grin spread across his face. I just sighed heavily.

"What do you think?" He just giggled again and turned to look out the window as we drove down the road.

"Hey, can I turn the radio on?" Ludwig asked. You can see why he's the one driving. He actually seemed sober. Now, a NORMAL drunk person would switch on the radio and blast something like heavy metal through the car.

"Oh! Can we listen to classical?" Rodereich called out from the front seat. Gilbert and I were sitting in the back, and we just sighed.

"No. Mein Gott nein!" Gilbert moaned. He HATED classical. He was the rock type.

"Aw! Why not?"

"Because you damn pussy! I said so! And, This is my car!" Gilbert yelled. Roddy flinched.

"Bastard." Rodereich mumbled under his breath.

"What was that priss? I don't think I heard you!" Gilbert said, kicking at Roddy's seat.

"I said-" Roddy was cut off by Ludwig screaming.

"BOTH OF YOU JUST SHUT THE FUCK UP! JESUS CHRIST! I BET MUNICH COULD HEAR YOU TWO!" Here goes the cliche.

A screeching sound emitted from the tires as the car spun out. Losing friction on the icy road.

"SHIT SHIT SHIT!" Rodereich screamed. Bracing his arms on the ceiling of the car. I could hear Gilbert slurring out a prayer in German as he reached over to me. Ludwig just looked terrified, unsure of what to do. I clenched my eyes shut, praying to some God out there we'd be okay.

A crunch and crash. Windows shattered and littered us with shards of glass, the burning of cuts and gashes came from all over my arms. And then a slam. My side of the car hit something solid. Bark and bits of snow flew in the windows, the windowshield cracked and shattered. I let out one last scream before I felt myself losing conciousness. Gilbert gripped me tighter as I drifted off.

Remember when you were younger and everyone told you right before you died, you had your life flash before your eyes in a couple of seconds?

They're somewhat right. but it doesn't last seconds, it lasts what seems like hours.

This is how my final moments of life were lived out. All the while hearing outside interaction filter thorugh my nearly dead ears.

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Hey there! So, this is my first story on here and I'm just fuguring things out.

Super nervous here...I'm really just experimenting. Hope you all liked it! I'll upload the next chapter within a couple of days. I just want to see how this works out first.

R&R!