The Road Creative Writing

Inside, I was smoldering, and for a moment, everything felt...RED!
The windshield wipers squeaked as they whipped furiously back and forth. The sound was almost obnoxious though right now almost everything seemed irritating. Firmly gripping the steering wheel, my knuckles turned white as I swung around a bend. Today, in the second week of the senior year, had felt like the worst day of my life.
Just forget about it, Jared, I ordered myself. Stop thinking about it and concentrate on driving. But right now, what was there to focus on, all there was in front of me was a wet, long road that bore the appearance of polished obsidian.
That, and trees.
Most people thought the tall, emerald pine trees that guarded the town of East Bay were comforting. But to me, they felt suffocating, fear-inducing. As majestic and handsome as they were, I often thought the branches looked like they were grinning at me with a knowing secret. An ominous superiority. Like they were hiding something sinister, deep within their depths.
Shifting gears, I accelterated forward, keeping my eyes trained on the horizon. However, the horizon was now becoming more and more indistinct. It was then, I started to feel a wave of drowsiness. My heart was still thumping in my chest but it gradually starting to slow. The sheeting rain looked like it was beginning to merge

The scene was wild, and too crowded. Feeling slightly claustrobic, I fought my way through the chaos in pursuit of an empty room to ease my anxiety. Climbing the stairs, I hastily turned right, once I reached the top, and twisted the nearst doorknob. But when I pushed open the door, I didn't find the safe haven I had been expecting. Instead, I found Leena, lying in bed with what looked like a college-age guy. So many emotions raced through my mind at once: surprise, rage, sorrow, betrayal. But at that moment, all I could think to do was to take