Kill Switch by Penelope Douglas

Did I get knocked out? Shit.
Winter sat on my lap, nearly nose to nose, crying but
kissing me as soon as she felt me move.
I grunted, rubbing my neck as I looked over to see Will
yanking on his handle and throwing his body into the door.
It took a moment to register what had just happened, but
then I looked up, out the front windshield and saw what was
all around us.
The fucking river. Jesus.
“You okay?” I asked Winter.
“Yeah.”
I looked around, seeing the car flooding as water poured in
from the vents and under the dash, the car already half deep.
Fuck.
The river rushed over the hood as the car sank nose first,
and I looked out the window, seeing no signs of life from
Anderson’s car. It floated upside down, slowly sinking, as
well.
Winter jumped off me, and I pulled my handle, following
Will and slamming all my weight into the door. The cloudy
water rushed, starting to cover the windows and pour in, and I
yanked again and again and again, but the fucking door
wouldn’t open.
I climbed out of my seat, trying the back doors and kicking
the windows. Winter moved from door to door, feeling her
way and trying the windows, pushing the buttons, while Will
took the baseball bat and threw it into the glass.
“Just calm down a sec!” I yelled at him.
We were under water now. If he broke the glass, water
would rush in fast, and we needed a minute.
I pushed against the back door so hard my muscles burned.
Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck… Think.
GGoddammit.