Our Cars Collide

Chapter One: Please stay

"It's getting late." I said,
looking at the clock.

"Yeah, it is... you gonna stay over?" You ask, hope
laced within you words.

"No, I gotta go home to feed my dogs, thanks anyways."
I reply politely.

"Are you sure? Because it's three a.m." You say
with a worried tone.

I know why you're
worried, you think
I'll end up like
Matt.

He was your best friend and
you lost him. Because of
alcohol.

He drank and drove.

Crashed into a pole,
and it fell on top of his car.

Instant death.

Since his death, you've
stopped drinking beer and
are paranoid to drive at night.

Knowing if I didn't leave now,
you'd never let me go...

So I left.