Back Seat Driver
Sat scrunched up in the back of a rickety old car with two faceless people on either side of her. A man was driving and there was another man in the passenger seat. A bullet shot in through the back window, over her shoulder and ricocheted off the metal of the inside door before hitting the driver in the neck. As he slumped down in his seat the car veered into the hedge at speed. She reached forward and held his bleeding neck wound, pushing as tightly as she could to stop the bleeding. At the same time the passenger grabbed the wheel to stop the car from going off track. She noticed cynically that the two people next to her did nothing other than keep their heads down. Shortly after that she felt a hot sensation on her own neck and looked down. Blood seeping through her blouse. She thought ‘typical’ to herself as she watched herself die.