Casey fitfully slept. She tossed and turned, struggling to keep the nightmares that haunted her at bay. They won in the end anyways.
'She was in the car, next to Derek, bickering with him like always. The two step siblings were following behind George and Nora, who had Marti, Edwin, and Lizzie riding along with them. They were going out for a rare treat, eating out for dinner. It was George and Nora's anniversary, and they were taking the family to an elegant Italian restaurant. Little did they know the anniversary of their wedding was to become a remembered date for something else.
Casey was arguing with Derek about what radio station to listen to. She could see the kids silhouettes up in of her, and it looked like Edwin and Lizzie were having a disagreement about something as well. She laughed, and pointed this out to Derek, noticing the similarities between each of their siblings and themselves. Typical Derek rolled his eyes, like he could care less.
"God, Derek, you don't have to be so rude," Casey snapped.
"What? Just because I don't care about your stupid obsessions means that you get to yell at me?!" He quickly retorted.
Casey's face grew hot. "My obsessions aren't stupid! They are mature and womanly, very appropriate for a girl my age. Unlike your interests, my dear brother."
"Don't even start on me. You're the freak of nature, always having to be Miss Perfect. News Flash: Nobody likes perfect people, especially boring perfect people!"
And so the argument went on… Derek and Casey were so caught up in getting back at each other, trying to insult the other more; that they didn't notice the traffic jam until almost too late. Casey looked up when Derek swore. He slammed on the brakes, narrowly avoiding the back end of the car in front of them.
There was a car pile-up about a hundred feet up the road. Car parts littered the street, people screamed, flames shot up, and Casey just sat in her seat, too stunned to move. Because Derek and Casey had just noticed something sickening. Nora's little Impala, was squished under an RV. From what little they could see, the car, and soon to be their family, was in ruins.
Blood was smeared on the front window, the back end was non- existent, the side doors had crumpled in. It looked like a smushed pop can, and it had just gotten worse.
The front engine was on fire. In the same amount of time it took Casey to scream and dive out of Derek's car, the Venturi/McDonald family exploded. And no matter how hard she wished at that very moment that no one was still in the car when it detonated, Casey knew she would never see her loved ones, alive, again.'
Well, that's the main part of how Dasey's family dies. More details on that later. I couldn't go into too much, because Casey's dream was her POV on how the Venturi/McDonalds die. She was reliving the
moment in this one… so what actually caused the pile up, comes later. Hope you enjoyed it. Suggestions/Comments/Concerns??
