Red lights flashed, and smoke suddenly filled the air as the train came barreling down the tracks, getting louder and louder every second it approached.The polluted air made it hard to breathe, hard to see, hard to feel as if I wasn’t suffocating from the inside out.
Woooooooooo! Wooooooooooo!
Exhaust smoke trailed out of the tailpipe of the bike while I continued to push the limit, redlining the engine seconds later.
But nothing was going to stop me.
Not the tires smoking as I hit seventy.
Eighty.
Ninety miles per hour.
The brakes on the train squealed, protesting against the tracks with the flashing red lights blinking all around me.
Woooooooooo! Wooooooooooo!
The train’s brakes pumped harder, clinking against the tracks while barreling toward me.
Woooo! Wooooooooooooooooooo!
And just like that, I shut my eyes for a moment, and all I could see…
Was her.
When the horn blared one last time, I opened my eyes and saw that it was right there, just a few feet in front of me.
I smiled.
Finally feeling what I craved.
What I strived for.
What I always desired, more so now than ever before.
A high to drown out the low.
The thrill of the rush surged through my veins, replacing all unnecessary drama. The life I couldn’t control and the future I didn’t know how to face.
At the last moment, I abruptly jerked the wheel to the side, right as the train was about to hit me head-on. Propelling my bike off the tracks, I hurled my body through the air. I flew through the wind at lightning speed, feeling free from everything that weighed heavily on me.
But it didn’t last. It never did.
The adrenaline junkie in me was never satisfied, and it wasn’t until I roughly landed on the ground and everything went black that I finally stopped seeing the past in plain sight.
However, it was only because I knocked myself out.
I didn’t know how long I was unconscious. If I were being honest, I didn’t know much about anything. The only thing I knew to be true in that second was that I had a raging, splitting headache.
I groaned, weakly thrashing around. “Hmm…” I tried to wake up, failing miserably at it. “Hmm…” I faintly mumbled, slowly shaking my head and willing my eyes to open.
“Shh…” That was the only sound I heard, coming from above me, which was followed by what felt like a wet washcloth on my forehead.
“Hmm…” I softly muttered again.
Immediately hearing, “Shh…”
It was only then that I realized my head was in a lap while a familiar scent suddenly attacked my senses. I lay there frozen. Sluggishly, I shook my head a few more times, and my eyelids slowly started to flutter open.
