Shaking, he can't stop shaking and it's as though he knows nothing of what is around him, of what is happening for he is too trapped in his own torturous mind. Too consumed about what he has just saw, about what the girl he love endured, about her death, about the look in her eyes. He can't think of anything but her, can't focus on anything but her and he doesn't even notice the car, of which he sits in the passenger seat, is speeding up far too fast.

Next to him, in the driver's seat is his older emotions running wild, the tears cascading from her eyes which are blurring her vision, the hastily need of an emergency escape and her fear of driving are just some of the reason that her getting behind the wheel tonight was a horrible idea. Alexis is holding the wheel painfully tight with stained white gloves but every few moments she keeps taking one hand away to try and wipe at her eyes. The tears seem never-ending, obscuring her version. Her body is shaking, heaving with sobs she tries to quiet but the one thing she doesn't notice is how she keeps slowly pressing her foot further and further on the accelerator. It seems the car is going as fast as her heart.

All too suddenly the car jerks suddenly, having hit a sizeable rock or something on the road. Alexis eyes widen but her tears still blur her vision too much while on a quick reflex she jerks the wheel violently, her heart feels like it's in her throat as she panickedly gets the car slowing down and back under control. Jeremy's hand is on her arm, a tightened grip that snapped there as soon as the car jerked in the slightest that had caused him to snap out of his grieving trance. With wide eyes he stares at his tears stop, she's breath harder than before and she slowly turns her head look to him, car slowing to a complete stop.

It's less than a moment of breathing, her eyes staring at him seeing the wreck he is and he's probably thinking the same of her. They both look so lost and afraid. Instantly, his face changes, eyes looking at something behind her. She sees it in his eyes, the quick, instant look of fear that she knows something's wrong. It happens so quick. He's leaning back in shock as her head whips around to look out her side window, as the sound of a car horn starts to scream, bright light of headlight consume her version. Terror fills her heart, her eyes widen and dread consumes her. In her fear she freezes, like ice, taking a sharp breath in, Bonnie's earlier warning coming to mind as she feels as cold as the waters her parent died in. It feels like she can't do anything at all, for the second time tonight but this time she's going to die.

The grip on her arm tightens, her brother is pulling her, leaning over her. The exact opposite of what a normal persons of wanting to escape danger would he. Something comes back to her, and with all her might she slams on the accelerate as hard as she can but that's the problem, the other car is swerving to not hit them. Swerves in front of them but Jeremy is the saving grace as his hand darts out as he grabs the steering wheel jerking it in his direction harshly causing the car to move at the right time in the right direction.

Tyres screech loudly but the two cars narrowly avoid what could have a been a fatal collision. As the other car screeches away safely as Alexis slams her foot down on the break pedal, forcing the car to a sharp halt as well as making both teens jerk forward in their seats. Seatbelts bruising. Her hands now rest on the wheel, slowly slipping and no longer gripping it with deadly strength. Her eyes are wide as she stares blankly ahead, terror and an icy feeling consuming her body. Did that really just happen?

The car is deadly silent expect for the panicked breathing of two tortured teens trying to settle down and comprehend the fate of this night. A hand comes up in front of her mouth, the other going to her stomach. She's shaking. Oh my god, she thinks, we could have died. The first time she gets into the front seat of a car since her parents and she almost gets into an accident that could have stolen their lives. She froze. If Jeremy didn't...the would both be dead. Her unborn child would be dead.

She doesn't know how to even process any of it. The hand on her belly resting their and she thinks of her child for a second. It's too painful and messy to start to think about. Even dangerous. She doesn't want to think about her child now, which would lead to her thinking of Matt, doesn't want to face some facts, forcing her mind and hand away. She presses the hand to her lips, head snapping to look at her younger brother because she needs to know he's alright.

He's panting hard as well, his looking at her and his tears seem to have momentarily stopped to.

They're sharing a look, a look one can only ever share with another person when almost experiencing death together and narrowly escaping. To them a car accident is so much more, they're parents died in a car accident. They could have died, died in the same way as their parent had and it's a terrifying thought. Hearts race inside of their chests and both breathe heavily, what else can they do but breath?

She slowly opens her mouth, she wants to scream, curse, cry and apologizes but she feels too cold, numb. She wants to ask if he's okay, but it's a ridiculous question isn't it? How could he possibly be okay, or anything close? He just watched the girl he loved, the girl who breathed live back into him, made him feel alive again, turn into a vampire and proceed to get murdered in-front of his own eyes. Then after all that, his fear of getting into a car accident almost comes true. How can anyone be okay after that? They can't.

Jeremy can see Alexis's eyes turning distant again, her face emoting a desperate and upset expression. She looks lost. He feels at a loss as well. What the hell are they going to do now? The have no plan, no nothing. Alexis is good at plans, she good at organizing things quickly..but only when she focuses. She needs to focus. He looks up to her, broken look in his eyes, just needing his big sister.

"What...what are we going to do? Where are we going, Ally?" He asks her, voice broken, raw and hitched that breaks her heart further. A breath falls from her parted lips as she locks eyes with her brother, worried look in her eyes that shifts as she realizes what he's asking and why. He needs her to get them out of this situation, he's looking to her, relying on her to protect and save them both. The responsibilities of it all comes crashing down on her. She looks away from him, she needs to come up with a plan, her eyes fall shut as she begins to think chaotically for a plan because right now they're clueless and her mind is chaotic. Only thing they do know is that they can not stay, that it is no longer safe here for them, in Mystic Falls.

The male watches his sister, the look of panicked desperation on her face melting into something more blank- something focused. After a moment, her eyes open and she looks back to him. Her eyes, giving away nothing, quickly scan over him before then looking down at her own body and arms while she has her lips pressed tightly together. Her breathing still a little too fast.

The pregnant girl stops, nodding to herself slightly and turns to look at the younger teen in a way that tells him she has a plan. Her hand reaches out, grabbing his lower arm and he looks down at her glove covered hand. It's red, covered in drying blood. His stomach lurches. "Jeremy!" She speaks up, his eyes snap up to hers slowly. "I know what we can do."

Thank god, a plan.

"What?"

"We'll go to John's. It's safe there. He'll protect us." She tells him, believing it all truly. John always helps her. She's holding his arms firmly to help comfort the both of them but it doesn't help Jeremy. He just looks back down at himself and at her, all the blood upon them. Alexis, presses her lips together again knowing what he's thinking. They can't drive all the way to John's, which is close to five hours, drenched in blood and soaked clothes. They'll get stopped straight away, not to mention that neither of them don't want to. The girl lets out a long exhale, tilting her head down.

"..But first, we go home. Get changed, clean up, throw whatever we can in a bag as fast as we can, get the hell out of here and we head straight to John's. We don't spend more than five minutes inside, okay?" Alexis tells him firmly and gently but Jeremy doesn't answer her, just pulls his hand away and curls into himself. She doesn't blame him, she lets out a breath before turning and putting her hands on the wheel. He watches her, thinking about saying something about she shouldn't continue to drive and his eyes go distant while watching her get ready to drive. She's hesitating but trying to look like she has a handle on it.

We could die. He thinks. We almost just did. He adds. But would that be the worst thing? He thinks death would be better than what he feels now. He doesn't even think about Alexis, nor her baby as he looks away from his sister who starts the car back up. To consumed in his own mind and thoughts not giving a single argument against her driving. If we die, we die. No, he thinks. If I die, I die. He doesn't ever want her to die but she probably wouldn't listen to him anyway if he tried to tell her to stop. He has no fight left.

This is awful and not that well written, but i've been on hituas for so long that im trying to get back into writing. I am working on the next chapter atm but just wanted to post something right now since its been so long. Next chapter has so many scenes, this episode has really been a struggle to write. I am trying, really hard to get the rest of it done within the next day so lets hope! Please feel free to message me about anything.Next chapter well delve into allot of the emotions more, i feel like i didn't delve into the really at all in this one becuase it was so short.

This was mainly to let you guys know im not giving up on this story. Anyway sorry guys

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