Driven

"Drive" Becker said to himself "now" Becker wanted to get anyway- forever. His mum, dad and brother were gone. They had all perished in the same fire. All gone.

Becker revved the car engine and drove any from the ARC as he looked back at it for the last time a tear escaped his eyes but this tear was hastily wiped away, he would not cry. He had to drive anyway from it all.

He had started driving on what felt like a never ending road, he was exceptionally angry with himself but wasn't ready to die yet so he kept checked the speedometer, he was fine going at a good speed. Suddenly he heard a voice from the back of the car, yet he had sworn there was nobody in the back when he had set off. Recognising this voice he looked up into the mirror above him- it was Jess but it wasn't Jess, she was almost transparent with blurry edges. "Keep on driving, I don't care". This really hurt Becker because Jess was the only thing keeping him alive.

"This is only in my mind" shouted Becker "I'm driving myself to insanity" Becker didn't mean to say this, it just came out.

"Oh Becker" this Jess thing said, Becker looked round but Jess wasn't in the back of his car anymore, she was sitting next to him, her ghostly white hand touching his arm. "I don't love you or care about you one bit." Her touch felt too real. For once in Becker's 26 years of living he wasn't completely sane and it hurt.

"Go away" screamed Becker. Jess started to tease him.

"I don't love you" she kept on saying. Becker turned on the radio to drown out her voice.

'Oh my god, I'm sitting on a time bomb' said the radio.

"I don't think I can take this," he said banging his head on the steering wheel.

Jess looked very pleased at this. "Go on" she said "Kill yourself, now!" and the weirdest feeling came over Becker, he swerved off the road and crashed into a tree. Everything went black.

It took the passersby a couple of seconds to realise what had happened but it all kicked off when a girl pulled up on the side of the road, near the crash and started to totter over to him. Then she stopped pulled off her flamingo pink high heels and discarded them near her car and ran over to him. She pulled him out of the car and placed him gently on the ground.

It was Jess- she had been following him. She leant over his fragile body and wept. She screamed and screamed. People had crowded round the two and could just see the girl with her head against the man's chest, whispering in his ear and crying. Eventually the ambulance cam and they were separated.

10 years later

Jess had always visited the Becker family grave from that day forward, she always put the same flowers on it- perfect white lilies.

"Hello" said her husband, coming up behind her and placing his arms around her, "How are you Jess? I knew you were going to be here" he said in a 'matter of fact' voice. He looked over at the grave and placed a bright sunflower on it to pay his respects. Inscribed on the grave were the words; "Like father, like son".

"I'm fine thank you" answered Jess, he husband place his big hands on her stomach, rubbing it slightly.

"How's your maternity leave?" he asked.

"Lonely" said Jess sadly.

"How many weeks now, till the birth I mean, I forget"

"Three now" she answered. She turned around and kissed him on the lips.

She sighed at last she was Mrs Jessica Becker.

*I was thinking of killing Becker, if a get more than one review I will write and alternative ending*