“I was ghosting you last night because I was with someone else.”

“Oh really? You gonna elaborate on that?” Candice typed crying

“I was with the EMT’s, I crashed my car”

“But why would you be so dumb? Why put yourself in that situation.”

“Hindsight is 20/20. Be glad I’m fine now.”

Candice fell over and gave in to the pain that weighed her down so much. Gravity made her fall to her bed, but her sadness kept making her fall further. She walked to the kitchen, she wandered aimlessly looking for something that could satisfy her hunger. Nothing she saw could satisfy her hunger. She sat back down and looked at the back of her phone and picked it up. She stared at her face in the reflection of the unilluminated. She looked at her nightstand and saw her keys. She got them and started driving to the hospital. She blew through stop signs and didn’t use her blinker. Her speedometer climbed at a pace limited by only her engine’s power. She hardly glanced at the road- 20, 40, 60, 70, 80, 88 miles per hour.

Candice didn’t care, she didn’t have any points, what could one time do to her. She looked at the road in front of her, clear for at least a mile. She looked down at her phone, un updated since “Be glad I’m fine now.” She checked the road, still clear. She looked and read it again, “Hindsight is 20/20. Be glad I’m fine now.” Her car stopped, she tried to look up but the only thing on her mind was her shattered windshield. Her phone, a witness to her motionless body, notified her mother and emergency services of the tragedy that just occured. They were there within five minutes, her mom three. Her mom lay in the fetal position on the ground as the emt’s checked for signs of life.

“Nothing. DOA”

“Texting and driving?” The second EMT pointed at her phone. All that showed were green bubbles sent.

“Oh really? You gonna elaborate on that?”

“Isn’t this the one the other day? And the driver-”