adamiscrazy

"You're sure about the hospital, love?"    Rachel frowned. She was very sure about the hospital, and very sure she didn't like being called "love".    "Very," she said, "Just here will be fine," she said, nodding towards the pavement.    The driver shrugged, and pulled the car over. There was a long awkward pause as they both tried, in their heads, to figure out how Rachel was going to get out of the car. Eventually, when it became evident that the driver had no better idea of how to get her out than she did, she started squeezing herself out. It wasn't much like getting out of a car normally- it was more like taking off a slightly bagg

She ran wildly through the words, feet aching and beaten from running barefoot over the forest floor, her body covered in scrapes and tattered clothing from running through bushes and tree branches that stuck out. Her lungs had trouble breathing and her whole body ached like hell from pushing herself beyond normal limits. She wanted to stop and rest but every sound she heard behind her drove her to keep running. Her red curly locks were matted down from sweat, her eyes shone a bright green and looked around frantically for any escape. Her pale white skin was shiny in the moonlight from all the sweat she was shedding, her purple dress torn up