Saturday 10th September 2016
“Next time, I won’t let you win!” Ivy vowed.
Adam laughed. He wore a grey CEO fighting game hoodie and sweatpants, his head was covered with a black beanie. His stubbed beard and rugged features suggested that he was older than Ivy, probably in his 20s. “That’s what you say every time and the result is always the same.”
“Face it, we’re better than you,” Rose interjected. Her and Ivy were wearing flannels but she wore a green one and Ivy donned a black one.
“Maybe at bowling but never at paintball!” Ivy retorted.
“You want to test that theory?” Adam challenged.
“You should be better than you’re brother at everything. I taught you after all,” Luciem said in a soft but harsh tone.
Ivy’s vibrant aura vanished, replaced with a solemn gaze. “Father I-”
Luciem glared at her through the rear view mirror, disappointed, silencing her inexcusable excuses.
“Come now, Luciem, leave the poor girl alone, it’s just fun and games,” Eva defended, her pearl smile easing the pain of displeasing her father. “I’ll make you chocolate chip cookies when we get home, okay?”
Ivy caught Luciem’s cold stare in the mirror and retracted her smile. “I’m not a child, Mom, I don’t need cookies.”
“Maybe she wants milk instead,” Adam mocked.
Ivy stretched over Rose and playfully hit Adam. “Stop it!”
The car radio hummed the tune: ‘Dance with the Devil’ by Breaking Benjamin as Ivy bickered with Adam and Rose in the back of the car. Eva and Luciem listened and watched the road in silence.
“Why this song?” she moaned.
“I think it suits us very well,” Luciem smirked.
Eva looked cautiously in the mirror at her children teasing each other.
While she was playfully arguing with her siblings, Ivy could hear them speak French, but they spoke gravely.
After a while Rose decided to interrupted them. “What are you talking about, Mom?” Rose asked.
“Love,” she said in English and leaned over to share a passionate kiss with Luciem. Ivy rolled her eyes in disgust; Adam groaned in protest but Rose cheered them, admiring the love they shared for the other.
A large truck crashed into their car, the impact sending it flying of the road and into the neighbouring park. Then more cars came crashing on top of them, one after the other, laying waste to the already destroyed vehicle.
Death had its fill this night, but was denied a satisfying meal. The smell of fire whiffed under Ivy’s nose, waking her from her short slumber. She slowly opened her eyes, her vison hazy and inverted. She looked around to see her family’s corpse hanging lifelessly from their seats, her mouth dropped in horror. But there was no time to cry, the fire was slithering towards her.
Hastily, she unfastened her seatbelt and scurried through the broken window. But in an inch of her getting out the fiery snake bit the engine, and the car exploded, flinging Ivy into the air and slamming her into an apple tree.
Her head throbbed but she still belted out an antagonising scream as she watched the fire devour what was left of her family.