Chapter 131: Save Yourself
(MILES)
I’m lucky to have seen the SUV before impact. I didn’t have enough time to swerve the vehicle, but I have enough time to press the gas hard. It is by that that I manage to save us from being T boned. It smashes on the rear right side of our car, causing our car to spin wildly and settle at the intersection.
Panic slithers through me because it is Arlo’s side of the car that took the impact. Thank God he had his seatbelt on. The airbag deployed too. But since the SUV slammed into us, he hasn’t made a sound. I pray that he is alright.
I bang my head on the side of the car on impact. Lucky for us, the airbag deployed instantly with a sound similar to that of a gunshot. It blurs my vision for a minute as it opens. An acrid scent, similar to that of fireworks fills the air. The sounds of metal crunching on metal and breaking glass fill my ears.
The car comes to a stop and the sound of the radiator hissing and people screaming begin to intensify. Arlo lets out a groan, which reassures me that he is alive. It floods me with some sort of relief.
We have to get out of our car now. I have no idea why the other SUV hit us. It seems more like they rammed into us on purpose. It is unlikely that this is an accident. I suspect that because of the speed at which the other vehicle approached us
Still dazed, I force myself to undo the seatbelt and yank my our open. I slide out of the car and fall on my knees. The corners of my vision are still blurred when I pull out my gun. The taste of blood in my mouth tells me that I bit my tongue on impact. I drag myself around the car, moving to the front. Since we were hit at the back, circling to the front seems wiser. I need to get Arlo out of the car before someone gets to him first. I hear sirens in the distance. I catch sight of Aral stumbling out of the car too.
When I see another burly guy climb out of the SUV, adrenaline jolts through me. He has blood on his face and is moving towards Arlo’s direction. I see him draw a weapon from its holster and grit my teeth.
"Shit" I muted under my breath as I lift my gun and aim two rounds at the guy’s burly chest. He drops to the ground like a sack of maize. I didn’t have a lot of time to aim and my vision was shit too. Unfortunately for him, his big chest disadvantaged him. I ignore the screams of the people gathering and crawl towards Arlo.