So, I had been seeing this girl for several months. I had made it very clear to her that I wasn't interested in a serious relationship and this was just a companionship/sex arrangement. She wasn't a fan of this, but she went along with it anyway.
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The problem with this girl is that she was incredibly boring. Her stories made baby seals club themselves. Her voice made me want to drive into oncoming traffic. She was a sweet girl, but SO fucking boring.
It was agreed upon that I would go out to see her after I left work one night. I felt like I owed her a face-to-face so that I can offer closure and an explanation as to why I didn't want to continue seeing her. I get to her friend's place (where she was staying), she got in the car and we went for a drive.
After maybe 5 or so miles, I pull into a parking lot so that we could actually talk. I break the news to her that I don't think we should continue our arrangement any longer. She didn't take this well and walked out of the car. We were at least 5 miles from her place and I knew her cell battery had just died, so I asked her to get back into the car and I'll drive her home. I wish I wouldn't have done that.
On the drive home she remained very quiet. I was pouring out cliches as to why I didn't want to see her. It's not you, it's me, you're a great girl and you'll find better, I'm actually doing you a favor. You get the point. I should mention here that the road I was driving on was a connector between two towns so the speed limit was 50, but I'd typically do 60-65 through that stretch. On this particular night, I elected to do 45 so that I had a little extra time to give her some closure.
I had just regurgitated another cliche for her when the unthinkable happened. Without a single warning or a single word from her mouth, she opened up the car door and dove out at 45 MPH. I immediately stop the car and begin running back while calling 911. She wasn't moving so I thought she was dead. As I ran up next to her, she began to move and cry. I immediately went from concerned to boiling blood furious. Between giving directions to the 911 operator, I was yelling at her asking her why she jumped out of my car. She kept saying she didn't know what happened.
After a few minutes, police and ambulance show. Ambulance workers tend to her, police berate me with questions. I'm no prize, so the cops were equally confused as to why a seemingly normal girl jumps out of a fast moving car. I was so embarrassed as a crowd began to form to see what the commotion was. At this point, the cops are giving me a sobriety test. I'm still in my work clothes. Ambulance takes here away and cops determine I wasn't drunk and told me to just go home.
