<span style="font-style: italic">"What the hell! Canâ€™t you even drive, dipshit? Thereâ€™s a whole damned road in front of you and you canâ€™t stay on it! Knew I shouldâ€™a drove." </span>The words that Duncan spoke echoes inside her head, and for some reason they sounded similar as if she had heard them before though clearly she couldnâ€™t have. That was impossible, and yet she felt herself get oddly enraged at Duncan but she held in her breath of talking until Elena assured her that she was OK.<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">"Jenna your head is bleeding." </span>Elena stated it as if she didnâ€™t already know but Elena didnâ€™t even assure if she was alright.  Jenna felt herself snapping slowly like a rope. It was as if the lose ends of the rope were getting even looser. She slammed her head back feeling a wince of pain from the side of her head. The fact that she was hurt didnâ€™t really bother her at all. In fact she could almost care less about the painâ€¦.yet still she felt a strong notion of sorrow as if she failed at doing something right.<br/><br/>"I know Iâ€™m fucking bleeding but thatâ€™s not what matters here." She spoke loudly but was able to not yell at Elena. Which made her feel just a little bit more relieved than usual.<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">"Jenna, how did you know the truck was going to get a flat?" </span>Akki asked the one question that she dreaded the most. In actuality she probably shouldnâ€™t have known that was going to happenâ€¦yet she had. That in itself was probably what pissed her off even more than ever. Yet, how was she supposed to answer a question that she herself should of known about.<br/><br/>"God fucking..SHIT. I donâ€™t know how the fuck I knew he had a flat. Good guess?" She slammed her hand to her forehead smearing blood on her forward. It was possible that she had a concussion but honestly she could care less about having a concussion.<br/><br/>She knew from the sound of Kyleâ€™s hand slamming against the wheel that he was far beyond just being pissed. He got out of the truck which Jenna soon followed him with forlorn eyes. This was such a fucking mess.<span style="font-style: italic"> "I really liked this truck,"</span>He said it as if it was like him losing a pet. She knew from the way he yelled at Duncan that shit just wasnâ€™t going to let up.<br/><br/>"The truck was great too bad its fucking totaled now. " She walked around Kyle and wandered over to a tree and leaned against trying to sort out the possibilities of why she knew that was going to happen. She turned to face the tree and punched it in her anger. Something inside her screamed that there would be worse to come but she fought it with every instinct. "So everyone is OK right? And healthy? God damnâ€¦and Duncan if you were driving weâ€™d all be dead that Im sure of  thatâ€¦I couldnâ€™t stand being in a car with you if you were driving." She chuckled. Knowing full well that there survival was because of Kyleâ€™s quick reflexes.