Car Keys (A Short Horror Story!)

Car Keys

"Are we there yet?" Cindy asked, leaning her head against the back of the seat. The sound of the rain on the windows was kind of relaxing, but the storm certainly wasn't.
"Don't start this again Cindy!" Her father replied, repeatedly pressing the window-washer button. With a huge CRACK! they broke.
"Oh darn it!" He yelled, just before the wheels on the car made a loud and unpleasant noise, while turning and spinning, skidding them off of the road. Cindy screamed, holding onto the seat for dear life.
The car was forced into a large tree, throwing Cindy onto the other side of the car, all while the storm was getting so heavy that the rain smashed the side window.
"Oh for gods sake!" Her father shouted, as he picked his bloodied head up from the steering wheel. To make matters worse, the front portion of the car was missing due to the crash.
"Cindy, have you got you're phone on you? I left mine at home." He said, turning to face his daughter. Cindy produced her iPhone, pressing the ON button to find that it had ran out of battery.
"Just great! It's dead!" She sighed, folding her arms and sulking slightly.
"Stay here, I'll have to go and get help. Do not leave this car for any reason whatsoever!"  He informed her, and with that, he pulled up his hood and left the car, leaving his scared and injured daughter in the vehicle.
She sighed, but let it go. Her father had never really cared about her that much. Still, she was glad SHE didn't have to go and get help.
Cindy watched her father jog down the road into the darkness ahead.
She waited, and waited and waited. It just got darker until she could barely see out of the car.
For a moment, she thought that she should go and search for her dad, but she then remember how he'd told her firmly not to leave for any reason at all.
Suddenly, footsteps echoed around the tree, and Cindy rose from her seat, peering out of the back window.
A sudden shiver ran down her back as she  saw a figure in the distance.
'It's dad!' She thought, smiling. A wave of relief washed over her as she rose up further.
Then, she realised the figure was way too tall to be her father. Her relief faded and worry washed over her.
The figure crept forward, and she could now see he was hold something large and round.
Cindy's heart was beating out of her chest as she felt as if...he was watching her.
Luckily, Cindy was a smart girl and be cautious, she locked all the doors and kneeled on her seat.
Peeking over the seats back out of the window, she could see the object more clearly now.
A severed head, gushing with blood and look of pure terror on their lifeless face.
it was her father.
Cindy couldn't stop herself from screaming, giving herself away. Tears ran down her cheeks as she burrowed deep into the seat.
2 minutes went past and Cindy kept rocking herself, hoping it was just a dream.
'Maybe he's gone..' She thought, getting up and looking out of the window again.
The man was even closer now, so that she could see his ripped mask and blood-covered knife. More tears rolled down her cheeks as she tried to remain silent.
'it's okay, all the doors are locked!'
In that moment, her world crumbled.
The figure held up a pair of silver point objects. It took her a good few seconds to realise...
car keys.