JAMMED

I took in a deep breath, knowing I could not die. Not now, and not so soon. My child…I have to protect my child at all costs. I lifted my trembling hands filled with bruises and blood towards the seat belt that held me still. My breathing came hard and rasped as pain roared around my entire body. My vision dimmed, but I’ll never let that stop me. The moment my hands touched the thick leather, I held it tight taking a deep breath. I knew I needed to hurry. I could already hear the slight explosion noises coming from the bonnet of the car—but I was doing the best I could. I swear—that was all I could do…that was how fast I could go. My fingers finally clasped on the hook and I pressed it down, dragging the leather up, but nothing moved. I dragged harder, but it barely shook. “No…no…no,” I mumbled in knowing exactly what this meant. The belt was jammed. And at that moment, I felt something warm and sticky trail down my legs and I froze. Tears clouded my vision as my body shook violently.