Wreckless by Stephanie Norris Read Free Book Online

direct me, Lord.” Her legs were
sore and she was exhausted. How she would make it another step, she
didn’t know. It was all up to God to get her there.
     
    Finally, in the distance, she could see the
truck still lying on its side. “Thank you, Lord!” Running up on it,
she climbed on the passenger side door when she realized she didn’t
know what she was looking for.
     
    She grumbled. “Oh God, please . . . what is
it?”
     
    With the truck flipped on its side, she
wasn’t sure how she’d be able to look around. Scooting to the back
door, Saundra opened the passenger door. Then she used both her
hands to push it open.
     
    She felt around on the floorboard and
wondered if she should climb in. Unable to gain balance, she fell
in. Her weight shook the truck slightly. It was enough to make the
door snap shut. The glass from the window shattered, almost cutting
her.
     
    “ Ahhh, God!” she
yelled.
     
    Shaking broken glass from her, she searched
the truck. Turning around, she looked in the back seat. There was
no way she could reach it. Feeling doomed, she sat still for a
moment to steady herself.
     
    “ Okay,” she said. “Where
would a man hide or put something in his truck?”
     
    A light bulb went off in her mind. Her hands
stretched out and reached for the visor above her head. Nothing
there, so she reached for the other visor, but there was nothing
there, either.
     
    “ Oh, come on!” she yelled,
frustrated. Then her eyes met the glove compartment. She growled.
“Duh!” Saundra reached for the glove compartment. “Whatever it is
better be good,” she said.
     
    The chrome flashed and shine bright in the
night. At the sight of the gun, Saundra was frozen. What was she
supposed to do with that?
     
    “ Owwwwww!”
     
    She heard a howl come from the woods.
Knowing it was Maurice, she grabbed the gun and crawled back out of
the truck. After jumping down, she pulled the chamber back. Saundra
ran with both hands clutched around the handle of the three-eighty.
Another scream shrieked through the midnight sky. Maurice was in
trouble. Jasmine stuck him twice in the same leg and twice in his
back. She wouldn’t try to stick him in his chest again. The last
time, Maurice almost had her. Jasmine’s eyes were wild and she
looked like an untamed animal circling its prey.
     
    “ You just couldn’t let me
do it, could you!” she yelled. “Boy oh boy, was I a fool! I thought
Saundra was weak, but you are weaker! You don’t know how to treat a
woman who loves you, do you? Nooo! Instead, you want to be with
women who could care less about you and only wants status. You are
a fool, too, you know? But I won’t be a fool any longer. Tonight,
you can die with that witch!”
     
    She lifted her blade and Saundra fired two
shots.
     
    Bang! Bang!
     
    Jasmine turned around slowly, her eyes wide.
Saundra aimed at her with both hands shaking. Tears were running
out of Saundra’s eyes. She bit her bottom lip and continued to
quiver. Jasmine dropped to the ground, the blade falling from her
grasp. She groaned and spit up bubbles of blood.
     
    Saundra let go of the gun and ran up to
Maurice. He put an arm around her and they limped to the truck.
Once there, Maurice got his phone and called the police. It took
them an hour to find them.
     
    ****
    Two days later . . .
     
    Saundra knocked on the door. A few minutes
passed before a tall man with a bright smile answered.
     
    “ Can I help
you?”
     
    “ Yes. ”
     
    “ Oh, you must be Saundra,”
the man said.
     
    “ Yes,” she smiled. “Is
Maurice seeing people?”

    “He’s seeing you.”
     
    His dad let her in, he didn’t look any more
than forty years old standing tall with broad shoulders. The only
sign of his age was the grey stripe that outlined his hair. Saundra
walked in and surveyed the living room.
     
    “ He’s in the back; you can
go and see him.”
     
    In the back room, Maurice lay on a couch
watching football. Saundra watched him for a