Justice

            The butterflies in Marks stomach felt like they were having a full on battle royal as the world went silent and his car became airborne. His mind went completely blank as the surge of adrenalin took over every fiber of his being. He didn’t even think of the figure of the little girl whom he had seen in the middle of road. Not yet any way. The rise of land on the lip of the dam next to the road had done a magnificent job of launching his mustang and sending it into a nosedive and landing it in the shallow river. The pain of the impact didn’t hit him right away when front bumper touched down sending all the breath out of his lungs. He heard what had to have been ribs and a collarbone breaking over the sound of the generic pop music still coming at him from the stereo, but there was no pain. The car had come to a complete stop and held it’s place for just a moment before it slowly began to tip upside down into the shallow rapids. The pain kicked in at the precise moment that the window all exploded from the weight of the car landing on it’s roof. The breath that had been knocked out of him was blown that much further away by the rush of cold water that pounded his head forcing little shards of the safety glass into his left ear, nose, and mouth. Spitting, he tried to pull his face towards his knees to get his head out of the water letting him breath. The need for oxygen was far more powerful than the stabbing pain shooting through his ribs and collar. Above him, the girl was looking down at him in the river with a smile on her face. Disappeared. He blinked water out of his eyes, and when he opened them again she was gone.  
            As mark struggled to keep his head above the water he remembered the face of the girl. She was no stranger, he realized, but she was dead. Dead and buried. So what was she doing here? How could she be here?. Didn’t she know it was an accident? He never meant to hurt her, just love her and make love to her. If she hadn’t screamed so damn much for help, he would have let her go afterwards. He would have removed the pillow from her face before it was too late. But now it seemed that she had come back to insight her revenge.
            He couldn’t hold back the pain any more and had to lean back and stop struggling to rest his destroyed ribs. When he attempted to pull his head back towards his knees he felt a rib tare into his right lung sending him into a painful coughing fit and forced his head and face back under the water. As he chocked on the water drowning, the girl was smiling at him from the side of the car where she stood unaffected by the moving water. When his painful end finally came, she watched his soul being dragged from his body and down to the pits where it would live in pain and fear for eternity. The girl smiled as she faded from the river and the world.

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