3. My death
It was the middle of the afternoon and Liam had left for rehearsal and I was left alone. I decided to go out and get a pregnancy test to make sure I wasn't being paranoid. I grabbed a gray tanktop with a pineapple on it from aeropostale, gold jeans and white sandals. I grabbed my purse and started heading towards the drug store. When I got there, I saw Liam's old girlfriend and I thought oh shit. She saw me and gave a devious smile. She waltzed over to me and looked me dead in the eye.
" Hi D-Danielle."
" Liam and I were a perfect couple. Then your slutty and skanky self replaced me. You always thought you were better than me and stronger. Well that's about to change."
She swung a punch at me nose and pushed me down.
"See you later, and why don't you stick that pregnancy test right up your big, fat ass."
She blew a kiss and walked away. My nose was bleeding rapidly and my head pounded. I stumbled over to the counter and he rang up the stuff I bought and I walked outside. I couldn't go any further so stood on the side walk and put my thumb up hoping someone would give me a ride. A bald man pulled up and gave me a smile.
"Hop in honey."
I climbed into his car and told him the Orlando Marriott was where I was staying and he started driving. The ride was silent until I saw that he passed the road that led to the hotel.
"Excuse me sir, um you passed the street."
He looked at me and grinned.
" That's not your destination anymore, Blondie."
At first I didn't underatand , and then we were on the same page.
"You can't do this."
" Oh, but I already have."
We were speeding down the highway and I had no choice but to open the door and jump, so that's exactly what I did. I didn't know what was happening until I hit the ground hard. And everything went black.