You tighted your grip around your boyfriends waist and buried your face in his back, the cold breeze hitting your face.

He had convinced you to go on a ride with him on his motorcycle.

But you had this bad feeling ever since he asked you.

"Your going too fast.."

You mumbled.

"It's fine, we'll be okay."

He says.

Next thing you know, you wake up on the side of the road, hurt and in pain, Your boyfriend laying besides you, passed out.

You had crashed.