LAST RIDE
- Douce

- Feb 8, 2015
- 2 min read
Updated: Dec 31, 2020
The tinnitus in my ears is screaming at my consciousness to wake up…wake UP! WAKE! UP! ... WAKE THE FUCK UP!!!
All I hear is the “piinnnnnnnnng”
My eyelids flutter. Open. Shut. Open…
My pupils take turns dilating and contracting… I can’t see a damn thing, and the gripping and loosening focus is causing vertigo. Next I’m- I wanna throw up...OH NO, Imma fuckin throw up!
I try to lift my head… NOPE
Hand to face… NOPE
Something’s in the way.
Head side-to-side… What’s that sound…? Like a Yahtzee cup full of dice… HOLLY FUCK… MY HELMET… MY TEETH…
How many did I lose?
What the fuck is goin on? Blue… blue light… white, and red… Emergency???
Emergency… HELP!!!
The scream is only in my head. My mouth… won’t. move… Is my jaw broken? Is my neck?
I try to lift my head… NOPE
Hand to face… NOPE
Flip the visor stupid… … …
“Piinnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnng…”
The tinnitus is screaming at my brain again.
I’m awake… GODDAMNIT! I’m FUCKIN awake!!!
Ugh.
I can taste it.
The blood.
In my throat, in my mouth… I can taste the… asphalt?
No fuckin way…
I was wearing my hel-…Where?
I just took it off… HUH?
How’d it get over there?
Try to lift my head… NOPE
Hand to face… NOPE
The visor? Please…? NOPE
Where am I?
A tear leaves my lash. It hits my cheek…NOPE…NO?
Where. AM. I?
Try to move my feet… what feet?
Look down… NOPE
Hand to thigh… haha, NOPE!
WHERE! THE FUCK! AM! I?!?! …
Blue… blue lights. Red lights. White lights…
HELP!!! HELP ME!!! … nope
The tears get caught in my throat and well up in my eyes.
I taste the blood.
I smell burnt flesh.
I have to throw up…
Is that my flesh? Is that my blood?
Where am I?
Try to lift my head…nope
Hand to face...? nope
Visor...? nope… Oh, right. It’s over there…
TEAR… Fear… FEAR… I’m scared…
“Stay with me baby…Stay with me!”
Who? …
Babe? Is that you? I’M SCARED! ... I’m scared… tear
“Stay with me, Love. We’re almost there. Everything’s going to be all right, Love. I’m here. I’m here.”
Can’t see…
Gotta see…
I need to see…
Try to lift my head… NOPE
Try to turn my head… NOPE
My hand is searching for hers… for anything… NOTHING… nothing… nothing
PANIC PANIC PANIC Don’t panic…
BABE?!?!
CAN YOU HEAR ME?
BABE? … BABE … Babe??? Terrified… A tear drops. I can’t feel it…
Where am I?
I’m so scared… Babe? Are you there? Can you hear me?
“You stay with me damn it! Don’t you fuckin leave me now!”
BABE? I…
The tears are rushing like a raging river. They leave my lashes, but never find my face…
Eyelids flutter
Pupils contracting in syncopating spasms
I can’t SEE a THING…
I can’t FEEL a THING…
Where… am… I???
“Bbeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeep…”
Wuh???
“No. No. NO. NO! NOOOO!!!”
“No. No. No. NO. NO. NO. no… You said you’d never leave…YOU. CAN’T. FUCKIN… go… NO!!!”
The tears now rush from her eyes
They rush down her cheeks
They rush down her neck
They disappear…
Her fists come down on my chest. I can’t feel them. I can only hear the hollow thud, thud, thud…
“It’s ok, Miss.”
A man’s voice
“It’s ok. It’s ok…”
“Time of death…”


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