The rain thuds down in sheets onto the windscreen of your car making it considerably harder to see the road, your tyres slip and squeak through the water in the road. You aren't that concerned, after having had learnt to drive in New Zealand, a bit of rain wasn't a worry. You turn up the volume to the Black Veil Brides mixed disc you'd ripped from your iTunes collection, just as Perfect Weapon starts to play. For some reason this is one of your favourites and the sound of it makes you grin. You glance out at nervous drivers all around you as you hum along, giddy from three cups of coffee and a sherbet dipper or two. You're meant to have stopped a few hours back but the idea of laying in some cruddy motel room alone to wallow by yourself doesn't sound at all enticing. At least in the van you can have the pleasure of listening to your favourite band full volume, and singing along of course, whilst laughing at stupid drivers. You know you have to stop soon though. 'Just not quite yet' your brain pleads. You glance at the clock above the radio. 8:15.. 'Then why is it so busy coming into Manchester then?' You ponder.
The first disc of three has finished and you scramble around in the glove box for the next one with one hand. You now discover that it takes more skill than you own to open a cd case one handedly and you've somehow managed to scratch the side of your hand open on the sharp plastic.
"Fuckitty. How are you so bloody stupid?!" You grunt to yourself.
The CD case now decides that it wants to open sending whatever paper was tucked neatly inside flying onto the dashboard. Licking the blood from the side of your hand, you grab the small bits of paper and have a look.
"Shit" you mutter. You're holding the ticket for the Manchester BVB concert on tonight.
Excitement bubbles up inside you. How the hell could you've forgotten?! You bite your lip and lean down to pick up the shattered CD case. Just as your eyes are off the road, a panicky elderly driver swerves in front of you and you swing the wheel in panic, you haven't had enough time to get away. The van spins rapidly, tires screaming on the soaking tarmac. There is nothing to grip the wheels to break the momentum as you go crashing sideways on into the metal barrier at the side of the road.
Pain shudders through your body, you gasp in agony before the airbag blows up and knocks you unconscious in your seat.

Notes

Hey guys, this is my first ever post and I know that this first instalment isn't very good but the next one is going to improve considerably I hope :D
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