The rest of Lindsay's morning passed in a blur. Her dad, as usual, was too busy at work to pick her up, and so Beth, (her soon-to-be Stepmum), had cycled, (and wasn't  [i]that[/i] a nasty thought), from her part-time job to drive her home. As such, the journey was an awkward one.

"Are you sure you're alright honey?" The blonde asked from the driver's seat.

It wasn't as if she disliked Beth either. She was nice - certainly had more time for her than her dad, most of the time. But she reminded her too much of her mother.

"Dwi'n iawn." Was her sullen reply. 'I'm fine'. It was one of the many phrases the woman had picked up in her time with Lindsay's father. It was also a lie. Her head was pounding, and there was an annoying buzzing sensation in the back of her neck an- "HIT THE BRAKE!"

Time seemed to slow, almost to a crawl, as Lindsay dove out of her seat towards the driver-side door. A sharp pain flared in her wrists, and before she had even begun to fully comprehend what was happening a rope of white [i]something[/i] had attached itself to Beth as she almost simultaneously flung the door open and launched herself out of the vehicle.

Seconds later, a Truck came barrelling around the corner on the wrong side of the road and slammed into the car, sending and shrapnel flying. The truck then carried on for a moment, ploughing through the wreckage, slamming into a roadside barrier ant tipping onto its side with a crash.

Another moment, and the wreck of her car burst into flames, and a jagged piece of the hood slashed through her side.
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She seemingly went into autopilot after that, just barely remembering calling for an ambulance, before picking Beth up and somehow running home. It seemed as though they had both gone into mild shock. As it was, she couldn't remember how the large patch of slowly deteriorating fibre on her side got there, nor did could she recall making two mugs of unbearably sweet tea to calm the two of them down. And as they sat on the sofa in their living room, watching the crash being reported on the news and absentmindedly pondering on whether the insurance would cover this, Lindsay failed to ever notice that the gash in her abdomen had long since stopped bleeding.