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Something warm is dripping up my face. An odd sensation, blood flowing from my nose leaking toward my eyes and forehead. I try to wipe it from my eyes, a sharp pain in my right arm causing me to cry out. Is it broken? Dislocated?
FUCK!
“Spencer…” I groan, looking at the driver’s seat. He is gone. All I see is water pouring through his window. Where is he? “Spencer!” I call again, more desperate. Nothing, not a sound.
A pang of grief haunts me.
Had he been thrown from the car?
Is he dead?
This is my fault, all my fault.
My head is pounding, and my whole body hurts.
I need to get the fuck out of here.
I use my left hand to fumble for the button to release myself from my seat. This is going to be very painful. I fall into the shallow water, hitting the roof of the car. Searing red hot spikes tear through my shoulder and arm, and darkness clouds the edges of my vision, threatening to take me back into the world of unconsciousness. I lift my head out of the water, coughing, and sputtering.
“HELP!” I cry as loud as I can, wondering if anyone was nearby as we crashed. My voice is raw. Blood comes out when I cough, hopefully from my nosebleed and not something else. I look around. Water is coming in quickly from the window on the driver’s side, and a leak in the windshield.
My window on the passenger’s side has a crack in it. Bits of blood and hair stuck to it, but it didn’t shatter completely. Water is lapping against the glass, almost covering the window. I try to push on it, but I am weak. The door itself is so crumpled and bent it won’t open, and if I can’t break the glass, there is only one other way out.
I eye the driver’s side window and steel my resolve.
I am going to get out of here.
Water is filling the car fast, covering my legs. I feel woozy as I shift to turn my back to the driver’s side window. Pushing against the frame of the car with my feet, I inch closer to my freedom. Ducking my head to avoid the center console, I brace my feet against the roof of the car and push again, fighting the force of the water steadily pouring in. Panic fills me when I see the level has risen to my navel. One more push and my back is right up against the window.
Cold and pummeled by the lake hell-bent on joining me in the car, I take my good arm and force it into the sheet of water. I clamp hold of the window from the outside, wincing as glass cuts into my palm. I gasp in pain but don’t release my grip. Instead, I pull with all the force I can muster. The roof of the car isn’t the best foothold, but I use my legs to push regardless.
Water barrels against my hurt arm, and I scream out, “HELP ME, PLEASE!”
Pressure and force from the lake are too much for my weak body to fight against, and it pushes me back into the car.
No use.
Through the windows all around me, I can see the darkness of the lake thickening as I sink further and further below the surface.
God, I don’t want to die.
I should have just left the fucking cereal!
The windshield finally gives way from the pressure of the water, glass sprays me, and little cuts tear into my skin. Fortunately, I raise my arm in time to protect my eyes, but I can feel the sharp pin pricks on my face. It didn’t shatter completely, but the water is coming in much too fast now, already reaching my shoulders. I am sinking with the car, and the pressure is too great for me to get through.
In seconds I have almost no air left, I try to time it right and take a deep breath at the last moment. Opening my eyes in the murky water stings, but I have no choice. Now that the car is filled, and the pressure equal, the driver’s side window is accessible for my escape. I try to swim through the window with my injured arm tucked close to my side, it is so difficult. I only have three working limbs instead of four, my clothes are weighing me down, and I have no idea how far I have sunk.
Going through the windshield would’ve been easier, but I don’t want to waste time breaking apart more glass. The window will give me faster access to the surface, and time is of the essence now.
Inky blackness surrounds me between lightning strikes, the light being the only indication of which way is up.
My lungs burn for air.
I am able to get my torso through the driver’s side window. I press on the car door with my good arm and push myself out as hard as possible. Until my legs are completely out. I kick away from Spencer’s car as it sinks and try to propel myself upward.
My muscles ache from exertion with no oxygen and I feel like my chest is going to explode. I can’t tell if I am getting close to the surface of the water or not. Darkness closes in around me, and I stop kicking. I am so tired. My vision is blurry, and the pure black of nothing pulls me into it.
Until I can’t see the lightning anymore.
