Deceit

 ‘Well, Ms Clarke, that was the end of your driving test and I’m afraid you haven’t passed.’ The examiner said as he left the car. Judy let out a sigh.  The drivers door clicked open, she looked up to see Diane standing there, expectantly.

‘I failed.’

‘Never mind.  I’ll take you home and we’ll put in for your test again.’

Judy moved across to the passenger seat as Diane slipped behind the wheel and reversed out of the parking space.  

‘Actually, Diane, could I drive?’ Judy asked, as they drove through the industrial estate.  ‘I feel like if I don’t, I’ll lose my nerve.’

‘If you’re sure.’  Diane said, pulling over.  It was good to see Judy taking control.  As they approached an office block, a man stepped out of the door and walked towards the kerb.  Diane’s heart skipped a beat.  

‘Isn’t that Seb… your husband?’  Diane managed.

Judy looked across and smiled.  It wasn’t a nice smile.  She stamped on the accelerator and the car leapt forward. Diane shouted.  Sebastian looked horrified.  The car hit him head on.  Judy grinned as he flew threw the air and landed head first on the tarmac, his neck broken.

‘Oh my God, what did you do?’  Diane screamed.

‘What I should have done as soon as I found out about you and him.’  Judy said as she drove off down the road.  ‘I found the texts on his phone.’  The colour drained from Diane’s face.  ‘I thought about just leaving, but you would love that wouldn’t you?  Then I read somewhere that driving instructors were responsible for accidents when their student is driving, and I had a better idea.’

‘For God’s sake, that doesn’t count if you kill someone!’

‘Yes, I found that out too.  Good thing I had a plan B.’  They sped along Wilton Street and turned left into the marina, crashing through a barrier.

‘What are you doing?  Are you mad?’  Diane screamed.  Judy drove on.  She swung the car right and raced along a pier.  A siren sounded in the distance. The car hit the lake with a bang and immediately began to sink.  By the time Diane had her door open Judy was already free and swimming around to the passenger side.  She dove below the surface as Diane was still fumbling with her seat belt.  The car was fully submerged now and Diane was struggling to breathe.  Judy watched as panic over came Diane and her life ebbed away.  She hauled open the door and dragged Diane’s lifeless body free.  Couldn’t have her found in the passenger seat.  Judy’s head broke the surface, she gasped for breath.  Arms reached down from the pier and dragged her to safety.

‘Oh God, thank you.’ She spluttered. ‘She went mad, she killed someone.  She said she was going to kill herself.’  She lay on the pier panting, tears flowing freely.  ‘I thought I was going to die.’

‘You’re safe now miss. Everything will be alright, there’s an ambulance on it’s way.’

Judy smiled. 


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