Crash

He waved goodbye as he walked out the door she thought he'd be okay after the "talk" she had with him. Outside he sighed shaking his head thinking she stil didn't get it, but he continued onwards down to the car, as he got to the door his hands where shaking he looked at his keys trying to steady his hands and then finnaly after 5 minutes of arguing with himself he got the door open. Then he was out the parking lot going down the street to the highway. His thoughts raced as he went down the street his heart wanting him to cry but his mind telling him not to he looked up and got back in the right lane realizing that all the honking and yelling was people trying to get out of his way. He sighed and head towards the highway taking the corner just barly missing tipping the car he cursed again to himself and headed down to tempe looking for cops knowing the little car couldn't outrun him if they found him he sighed again and then was caught behind a slow old couple.

Thats when it happened he snapped and floored it right into the rear of the car and laughed watching the scream, he didn't know why he just knew it felt good as if a release he felt the anger the fear the saddness leave him in a way it never had. He looked back and paused watching the car flip over and over and laughed continuing on there were no other cars on the road because it was so late so he headed out for the surface streets. His next target was a young guy in an eclispe the kid raced him for a bit and he laughed turning the van right into the kid onto an oncomming semi, the fireball that resulted was like another release, he smiled to himself and then headed onward with people watching him he knew they'd be coming soon and they'd try to stop him but he was going to end this quickly.

Turning the car towards a club he headed straight through the parking lot mowing down a couple people standing in line then the last thing he saw was the wall of the club and some guy who didn't see it coming and then felt the warm release of the fireball as the car blew up and then it was over.

The next morning the news reports came in about the whole thing people looked in amazment not expecting the always nice and kind person who was on the screen to do such a thing, even the reporters couldn't believe it after trying to dig up dirt on him not really finding anything at all.

He threw the bottle at the wall an cursed watching the clear liquid slide down the wall it was the late night or early morning for him and he had just had a night on the town, he looked at his hand, they were burnt from the explosion, he just laughed through the pain, muttering some more he walked to the living room and sat down, the smell of smoke gasoline and liquor was strong on him as it lingered throughout the house, he turned on the TV watching the reports and laughed as they all thought he was dead, he sighed and headed for his room taking what little things he had and left to start a new life somewhere else a place far far away from here he grimaced looking at his face in the mirror and sighed, "They won't see you again and it's much better this way...."

With that he turned and walked out the door leaving it all behind getting in a cab with only $500 and then onto a bus heading for Some small town in in some strange city to make a new life, he paused for a moment looking back at the apartment and then looked to the driver for a moment and then just watched the scenery passing by the car.