The day had been long and the night had only gotten worse with a following bad date. Layla stared to the passenger seat next to her as the man... her date babbled on about a reason for showing up late for their dinner.<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">"I had a family emergency, that was why I was two hours late for our date. It couldn't be helped."</span><br/><br/>Layla's head swam with the many reason why she should kick his ass right out the door of her little BMW. Though that time came rather sooner then later as her dates phone rang. He took one look at it before trying to hide the phone back into his shirt pocket. Layla planned to have no secrets between herself and the person that she was going to call her boyfriend and perhaps at some point a husband. Reaching across the seat Layla snatched the phone from his shirt pocket and looked to the screen that had a name that she knew all too well.<br/><br/>"Well that explains why you did not want to read it, but I expected that this was about the way that it was going for the night. At this point I say you ether get out of my car or I will have to put you out on your ass. Three seconds left, decide."<br/><br/>Layla was quite for some time as she  eyed him listening to the sob story that he was spilling to her at this point, there was just no interest on her part to even give a damn now. Secrets were just that and in no way planned to invest a feature but rather they destoryed eerything that could have been the best or the worse thing in her life. Her track record was getting no better with each passing day and date that followed, she was doomed to be the woman with ten cats.<br/><br/>"That is just wonderful. Now Iam going home."<br/><br/>Layla reached over and pried the doorhandle open as she used her other hand to shove her un-seat belted date right out of the door and to the cement below her car. She smiled to him and pulled the door shut while she rolled the window down.<br/><br/>"Janet is a good friend of mine, but if you are looking for loser women then that try my other friend Beth, she is a quick lay and just as easy to rob you. Good night Harry."<br/><br/>With Harry gaping in her  dust Layla made her getaway from the worse date she had ever had, at this point she wanted little more then to break the speed limits and to get back to her outskirt farm quick as possible. Though it seemed the night had a different coruse of action for her to take.<br/><br/>There was no warning and a lot of alarms as her car seemed to crumple and crash into something, she had assumed to be a massive blouder in the middle of the road, which her luck was bad enough that she was on the only one out of the whole town to hit it.<br/><br/>"Dammit!! How can the night get any worse, I just want to go HOME!"<br/><br/>She exclaimed her completely and utter hate of the night as she shifted her legs from side to side, there was very little room for her to get out, but slowly she had managed to get her self free from under the columb of her steering wheel and dash. Opening her door she got out to see what she had wrecked into, soon startled by what she found there.<br/><br/>"My luck I would hit a person, thanks alot, just a vacation to jail. Perfect!"<br/><br/>The night was turning completely upside down as she glared down at the man there, her hand smoothed down the sides of her red dress to brush off dirt and to make sure she was covered while out in the public view.<br/><br/>"Your a ass. You should watch where you are going. What kind of idiot just walks out in front of a car at night?"