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The moon rose high above the mountains in the distance, giving the desert road ahead an eerie blue glow.
Rumbles of the car engine and the rapid thumping of her heartbeat roared in her ears. The coppery smell of blood assailed her nose and she felt her stomach lurch.
She looked at him sitting next to her and her gaze landed on his hands, the dark dried blood coating them made his hands look black against the white of the steering wheel.
She tried to take a deep breath but she choked on the rusty smell in the car and she slammed her hands out against the seat and the car window in a panic.
"Pull over!" she shouted.
He glanced sharply at her, startled by her sudden outburst.
"Pull over, pull over, pull over!" she shouted again.
The car swerved over into the shoulder of the road and before he could put it in park she threw her door open and stumbled out of the vehicle.
"Are you insane?!" he shouted from behind the wheel, slamming quickly on the break to bring the car to a complete stop. He threw the car into park and jumped out following her stumbling form out into the rocky ground.
She fell to her knees and retched, her stockings tearing on the jagged rocks underneath her feet.
She trembled as her body was racked with sobs and he stood just behind her, watching her with fearful eyes.
He moved toward her but when his hand touched her back she screamed and threw her hands above her head to warn him away from her.
"Don't touch me!" she screamed, her voice breaking.
His expression pleaded with her to let him near but he didn't dare to try to close the distance between them again.
"It was wrong!" she sobbed into her hands, the cold desert wind blowing her messy curls around her face. "We were wrong. We shouldn't have done it! " she cried.
He roughly ran his hands through his hair and tugged at the messy strands.
"I did it for us! For you!" he screamed and lurched forward grabbing her upper arms and shaking her. "It was all for you!" he shouted again into her tear streaked face.
She pushed him off and scrambled to her knees, running back towards the car as fast as her legs would carry her.
"What are you doing?!" he shouted, running after her.
She stumbled but quickly picked herself up and reached the car, throwing herself inside and locking the both the doors as he grabbed the handle and pulled.
The locked door not budging he started kicking the car and banging on the roof.
"Stop! Where are you going?! You can't leave me here, we're in the middle of nowhere!" he screamed, his fists hitting the window glass.
Her fingers fumbled to turn the key in the ignition as her vision blurred with more tears.
"Fuck you!" she screamed.
She turned the key and the car roared to life as she slammed her foot down on the gas pedal and the car lurched out of the shoulder and back onto the road, leaving him on his knees in a cloud of dust screaming her name into the pitch black darkness of the desert night.
I'm not sure what this is yet - it's a scene that's been in my head for the last week that I just can't shake. It was screaming for me to write it and while listening to 'Don't Fear the Reaper' by Blue Oyster Cult today it just demanded to be typed out and posted here. Let me know what you think. Should I continue? Let me know what you think.