Chapter eighteen
Miguel POV
Perfect by Ed Sheeran blasted throughout the car as I drove. I was so happy that I could talk to Isabel today for that long. I was already planning our next date in my head as I drove. I halted at the traffic as the lights turned red. As I waited for the light to change I searched for a house with a beach view on it. The next thing I felt was the impact of a truck that ran into my car pushing it. The car spun out of control before tumbling. Panic set in as I frantically tried to pull myself out, but it was futile. I looked around and shouted for help but help was far. I could see the fuel in my car trickling out and I knew if I don't come out. It might explode with me in it. Fear clawed it way up my chest suffocating me.
I jolted awake gasping from the dream. "Calm down. You're alright, calm down." I heard a very familiar yet reassuring voice. My breath suddenly started getting steady as I drew in breath slowly.