"Michael! You've had enough! We're leaving or I'm leaving you." Maria stood in the noisy bar surrounded by thugs and crazy drunken hicks but for some reason Michael was more scared of her at that moment than any of them. He looked at her puppy dog eyes and knodded his head. Maria walked her intoxicated boyfriend to the car and then got in the driver's seat. She hadn't had anything to drink but as she slowly pulled out of the parking lot it was evident that the man driving a blue van obviously had been.
"Holy shit! That guy almost hit me. Someone should inform him that driving while retarded is so uncool."
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On the way home, Michael sat very quietly except that every few minutes he would change the radio station between classical and some type of religious sermon. Maria didn't feel like arguing so she let his strange behavior slide. As it started to rain Maria wished Michael had gotten beer the illegal alien way instead of talking her into driving him a couple cities away.
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"Michael quit it! I'm trying to drive."
The rain had begun to fall harder while Michael became more demanding. Maria pushed him away but he wouldn't let go.
"Come on baby. The car practically drives itself... Let's makeout." Michael leaned over and grabbed his girlfriend in attempts to kiss her. Maria struggled to get away from his grip but the slippery rod forced them into the side ramp and off into the ditch. The cars behind theirs slammed on brakes and came to a violent stop. Maria pulled her head up from the steering wheel. She glanced over at Michael and saw that he was out cold and bleeding from the head. "Oh my God this can't be happening. Maria ripped a strip of her shirt off so she could try and stop some of the blood. As she leaned over to help him, the car began sliding down the hill. Maria screamed when she looked out the front window, a final roll and she blacked out.