Injusctice to all, Act IV

"It's such a beautiful night," Emily whispered, staring out of the passenger window of the black Impala.1

"It is," I agreed, looking over to see her elegant, black hair, though sadly wrapped up in a bun. "And it should be only another 15 minutes or so till we get to the airport, sweetie, to let you know."2

"Alright," She said as she rotated to look at me, her blue eyes staring deeply into mine. 3

I broke the stare and turned my attention back to the road, glancing at the clock every so often.4

'11:30, damn, we're going to be cutting it close' I thought.5

I never was one to travel so late at night, but unfortunately, this was the only available time for us to leave on our honeymoon to Paris. Only yesterday had we gotten married, and such a beautiful wedding it was. Everyone was there, it was just too perfect. And now, here we are, together, waiting to arrive at our destination, where we'll be spending two weeks with each other in the city of love. 6

It couldn't be more perfect, or so I thought anyways.7

"You know, you said earlier that this week couldn’t have been any better, but..." Emily started biting her lip, as though what was to come next was the hardest news one could break, "but it can be, or at least I think so"8

"What do you mean?" I inquired. The tension was killing me. What could be better than this? 9

"Umm, Ben, I'm..." She looked at me, and I stared back, and then she smiled, "I'm pregnant."10

My heart skipped a beat and I went speechless. I kept glancing back and forth between the road and her, losing my breath, my heart racing a million miles an hour. 11

"Are you going to say anything? Are you happy?"12

"I don't know what to say. This...this is big! Oh my god! Are you serious?! We're going to have a kid?!"13

She nodded, and again my heart skipped.14

"How long did you know?"15

"Well, only for about a week or so. I didn't want to tell you yet. I really wanted to tell you when we got to the hotel, but I couldn't wait."16

"I can't believe it," and then I diverted my eyes back to the road, never knowing of what lay ahead. 17

Headlights were the last thing I seen. Emily's scream was the last thing I heard, but I guess it could be the most beautiful thing one could hear before they die. But I could be mistaken.18

"I can't believe we actually got away with this shit man. And you sure you can drive? You're kind of swerving everywhere man," Man one exclaimed, his voice shaky from all that had happened that night.19

"Dude, I got this shit. I'm not too drunk, or high, or anything, yet," man two replied. "A-right we got away with it all. We're the shit. They don't have any kind of motive to match us, and as long as we stick to the stories if we do get caught, we aren't going to jail."20

"True enough."21

Man one started reflecting on that entire night and what he had taken part of, from the killing of that couple to the high-jacking of this car. He still couldn't believe they hadn't been caught yet. Even more, he couldn't believe how dead traffic was on this particular highway.22

'Maybe lady luck is on our side tonight', he thourhgt.23

Man two started reaching into his coat and fumbled through his pockets till he pulled out what he had been searching for.24

"You got a light? I want to go ahead and spark this up"25

Man one reached into his pocket, pulled out his white BIC lighter and handed it to him. 26

After a few sparks, the aroma of chronic made its way through the car. 27

"Here you go man," Man two passed the blunt to man one, who denied him.28

"Alright, more for me..." He pulled his arm back not paying attention to what he was doing and hit his hand against the steering wheel when the car hit a pot hole. "SHIT! I dropped the goddamn thing!"29

Man two started to hunch over, groping for his burning delight.30

"FUCK! FUCK! FUCK! This shit is hot!"31

His hand jerked at the wheel, heading them into oncoming traffic.32

"Dude, watch what the fuck you're doing!"33

The breaks squealed but nothing could be done to stop what would come next. Both cars collided, killing the driver in the black Impala and injuring the passenger.34

Both men sat for a minute, and then man two reached into the glove compartment and pulled out his gun.35

"Have to do what I have to do. Can't let anyone survive. I'll be right back."36

He got of the car and walked over to the passenger side of the Impala. 37

"Help! Please, I don't think my husband is breathing! We need to call the cops!" the woman shrieked.38

"Ma'am, calm down, it's going to be okay,"39

"No, it's not! My husband is dead! Please, have you called for help?!"40

"Just hold on" He stared down into the car, reached over the woman and checked the man's pulse. 41

Nothing.42

He leaned back up, looked at the woman, raised the gun and shot once. Her head fell over and landed on her husband's shoulder.43

He walked back over to the stolen car, and asked, "You said this thing was stolen right?"44

Man one looked at the gun, "Yeah,"45

"Good." He took the weapon with his other hand but only after placing his hand inside his shirt, and wiped off the butt of the gun with the other side of his shirt. He then tossed it, got back into the car and started the engine. "Let's hope this thing can take us the rest of the way." 46

They pulled off, leaving yet another grizzly scene behind them.47

"Now, where the hell is that blunt?"