13.10.2018
>>Type: car chase/song-based<< 231 words >>
I Love It- Icona Pop, feat. Charli XCX

The car swerved across the street, spinning into the opposite lane.

I got this feelin' on the summer day, when you were gone.

A stream of police cars strive after the speeding red car. The driver smirked and swerved off a bridge.

I threw your shit into a bag,

The car landed with a heave onto the ground, the engines roared as it continued to pull forward.
The police cars look down over the bridge at the rusted, red car.

And pushed it down the stairs!

The driver pulled out a picture of herself and another. The blood on her hands seemed to have damaged the quality of the photo. She then tore it in half and chucked it out of the window.

I crashed my car into a bridge.

The car shuddered as it came to a stop. A good distance from the police. She got out of the car and slammed the door closed.

I don't care!

She grinned. The dust on the road behind her began to settle as she walked off in the direction of the setting sun. The sun gleamed off her rusted car, and off of her hands. The blood that stained her shirt and hands became sticky, but she didn't care. It wasn't hers anyway.

I love it.