<span style="font-style: italic"> "Dunk, I know you know i hate it when you call my girlfriend a hooker, so ill let it slide. but if you do it again," </span>There was a pause and Jenna felt Kyle stiffen like a cat before it strikes. The words still seemed vaguely familiar to her, and she gave one glare at Duncan. It was just like him to go calling her a fucking hooker. Just like himâ€¦her mind trailed for just a second.. She must of been dreaming about Kyle and Duncanâ€™s death. If that was it â€¦than what was she supposed to do?<span style="font-style: italic">"I will pull this truck over and knife you on the side of the road." </span>The words were an echo inside her head and what Kyle said seemed like such a real death threat that it put shivers down her spine. It also snapped her back to reality like a whip.<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic"> "why do you want me to slow down, babe?" </span>Kyleâ€™s free hand seemed to brush through her hair like reassurance that everything would be OK. But for some reason that thought alone made her think that something was awfully wrongâ€¦but what seemed to be the problem about the car going fast she wasnâ€™t sure. There was some sort of gut feeling in her stomach. Than it hit her as a familiar sign caught the corner of her eye like a movie she saw<span style="font-style: italic">the car get a flat spin, and the side of the vehicle seemed to bump into a tree. Everyone would at least have one scratch.</span><br/><br/>"Cause your going to get A FUCKING FLAT KYLE!!" Her words were rather loud and she caught herself in a mist of surprise as the car seemed to veer out of control and get closer the ground. She braced herself as the car spun and she felt the slam of the vehicle into the tree. She had been too late it seemedâ€¦at least maybe too late. She breathed in a sigh and unbuckled her seat belt and realized that she couldnâ€™t get out her side of the car due to a giant tree being there. " So umm yea a flat." She mused over thought that she knew that was going to happen and ran a smooth , soft -creamy hand through her wild medium length blonde hair. Then noticed the blood that dripped down her hand. She shrugged it off as her eyes lingered on the group. It seemed the group was wide eyed in shock and surprise but no one was too hurt.<br/><br/>"Anyone fucking hurt?" She asked as her eyes glanced around the group. She was positive Kyle was pissed. This was his baby â€¦at least the car was.The girl seemed rather flustered about the whole incident. "Elena you OK?"