Misfit In Love

Gerard's P.O.V

I watched as he got closer and closer to Clara. I couldn't do anything to stop him.
Then I saw Clara kick out at him sharply.

He felt back, holding his face. She must have kicked him there.

He slapped her.

That made me angry.

“Don't you dare touch her!” I yelled. The last time I felt this angry was when Mom punched Mikey in the face. I remember punching her right back. Nobody hurts my little brother and nobody hurts my girlfriend either.
Another guy appears out of no where and punches me across the face. It doesn't really hurt.
This guy punches like a two-year-old.

I look back over to Clara and the guy.

He's not near her anymore, which is good.
I can kind of see his face now, but it's hidden by long,black greasy hair.
My hairs like that too, but his looks like it hasn't been washed in, like, months!

He's talking to the guy who hit me.

I can only make out a few words.

“Get it ready....cliff....deserted area....nobody around...Jeph...make sure...crash...accident,”

That's all I got.
Then the guy, who I think must be Jeph, put something over my mouth.
Everything went black...again!

No one's P.O.V

They knocked Clara out and carried her and Gerard away.
They put them into the back of a car and drove away.
They headed out into the countryside. There wasn't many people around.
Eventually they found a small cliff.

It wasn't very big, but you could tell that there had been a lot of crashes here, since there was broken bits of cars everywhere.

Jeph stopped the car a little bit away from the cliff.
There was a slope down to the edge and if you didn't go slowly here, you would definetly go over the edge.

Dan and Quinn carried Gerard and Clara out of the back of the car.
They put Gerard is the drivers seat and Clara in the passenger seat.

Jeph reached over Gerard and took the hand break off.
Bert smirked as the car started to roll down the hill.
The four men watched the car pick up speed.

Clara woke up. But she was too groggy to try and get out.
The car went over the edge and crashed.
Clara went through the glass of the windshield.
Gerard fell of his seat and cracked his head against something.
The car didn't go on fire but fumes started to waft from the engine.

From up on the hill, the four men stood, laughing at what they had done.
They laughed as two young lives started to slip away...