cursed

Foolishly while driving you were texting one of your latest cheerleader conquests when suddenly the car jerks to a stop and you hear a crunch. "FUCK!" you curse putting your car into park to examine the damage.

You step out of the car pissed as hell, your mustang was a classic! It was a thing of beauty! The car you hit was some cheapo honda that looked like it was already falling apart.

"The hell were you doing stopping short like that?" You screamed at the driver. She couldn't believe it, you hit her and you had the nerve to yell at her.

"Me?! I was stopped at a light! What were you doing texting? Oh god my poor car." she cried.

"Your car is trash already, mine was a thing of beauty until you stopped like a stupid cunt!" She stood shocked that you would attack her so blatantly. "You're gonna pay for this. This is a classic! It'll cost a fortune to fix."

"You hit me and you expect me to pay?!" she finally noticed your phone on the floor of your seat open to nude picture of the cheerleader you had been texting. "You hit me cause you were looking at porn while driving?!" She had enough, you destroyed her car, didn't apologize and expected her to make amends? All cause you couldn't control your dick. She felt the energy within her rise, she promised her mother to never use her magic for vengeance but you were a menace and needed to be stopped.

With unnatural speed she grabbed your face in both hands and spoke an ancient language. Her eyes flashed a blinding golden light. When the light cleared she was gone and so was her car. You were roused out of your stooper when the car behind you blew it's horn.

You climbed back into your repaired car and drove off.