Diesel - Sadist Moves

I throw down the spanner, annoyed, the smell of grease flooding through me. I quit for today. I can't do it. Sitting down, I lean against the car.

"Fancy a ride?" 

I laugh without even looking up to Rooster. "No. This shit needs sorting. You heard from him yet?" I look up now.

"Nothing, disappeared once you took care of that Graham dude. I guess he left the city." Rooster laughs.

"No one fucks with Roosters, daughter. At least now they will know." They don't! I have known Rooster since I left school. He is fifteen years older than me. His daughter is stunning, a beauty but dumb as shit and always going for those guys who use her. 

"Cheers for that, by the way." He says while looking at me.

"No thanks needed." I did what was needed. He couldn't. One swipe of his leg, and he would have been a dead man. If it weren't for his prosthetic leg, I would have told him to deal with it. I couldn't, though. I watched as little Jessie ran through the garage crying, telling him about how Graham and Andy were using pictures to blackmail her. She looked like a broken princess, and I couldn't ignore it. Andy got away, and if he is wise, he won't return unless he wants to become like Graham, six feet under.

"You should give her a try, you know." His words quiet.

Looking at him, I laugh. "You're fucked, Rooster. Let her find a cute soft guy to marry and love. We all know I would break her heart just as fucking quick as the jerks I keep beating up or killing for hurting her." I would, and I don't like her. 

She is hot, fucking amazing actually, but I can't. Maybe because I was sixteen when I met Rooster, and she was fourteen? I saw her as my little sister, and I can't even consider going near her in that way.

"She would be happy, though." Rooster nudges me.

"She would be in tears every day. Not happening, Rooster. She is like my sister, and the fact she wants more is creepy. Do me a favour, though, tell her to stop letting guys use her. Pictures, really?" I look at him. She is twenty-three. She should know better.

"She is wild like her mother was. What can I say?" Rooster laughs.

"There is wild, and then there is stripping and letting two guys take pictures of her naked. Did you ever find out why?" I didn't ask. Hell, I didn't want to see the pictures, but I had no choice but to check each and every picture was there before killing him.

"Apparently, she wanted attention. I will speak to her, Diesel, make her aware that she can't keep trying to get your attention. You're not interested, and to back off." Rooster laughs, pulling the helmet over his head. "See you tomorrow." He holds his hand up as he kicks the bike to life and leaves.

Diesel laughs. He never thought he would see Rooster on a bike again after the accident. He lost his leg, but after nearly a year of practising, he taught himself to ride a bike again despite the fake leg. 

While part of me thinks I should quit for the night, go home and relax. Forget about the stupid fucking car that seems not to want to be fixed. I know I can't. I will be a day behind then customers will complain. Standing up, I lean over the bonnet, once again my hands beginning to work.

A short while after, I hear the shuffle of feet. It isn't Rooster, I would have heard his bike, and it isn't Jessie as there is no clanging of her heels. Peering around the hood, I look at the two guys.

"Closed, come back tomorrow." I can't be arsed with more work right now.

"Not here for your business. Well, not yet." 

Standing, I look at them both confused. "Then what the fuck are you doing in my garage?" I go to grab the rag to clean off my hands, stopping as I see their car. Pierce, why the fuck are they here?

"Now we have your attention, you need to come with us." One of the guys says while standing looking at me. I glance back to the car.

"Does it need to be now?" I want to get this heap of shit fixed. 

"Either you walk or we drag." He steps forward again.

"Look, he is dead, what is the point? You two running around collecting his debt or something?" I laugh shaking my head, of course his minions tried taking over.

"Actaully. Miss Pierce would like to talk with you about your unpaid debt." 

I turn and look at the other guy, Miss Pierce? Wait, his fucking daughter? I laugh looking at them like they are crazy, she can fucking wait. "I need time to finish this. I am already a few hours behind. You can wait, and then I will come." My work comes first, I watch as they step forward.

"No, you will come now. She is waiting for you." The bigger guy steps forward, I guess I lose both my options tonight. I can't go home and leave this shit until tomorrow and I can't do the car now. No, I have to go to her royal highness and sort that shit first. I thought it was over. I thought once he died everything would be over.

No debt, nothing. I was wrong, clearly, his little girl is trying to take over. It isn't a world for a lady, not at all, especially not one as young as Miss Pierce. I watch them step closer, my hands going up. "Okay, okay, I get the fucking hint! I'm coming." Throwing down the spanner I walk out with them. 

"In the car."

I glance at them then to my bike. "How am I meant to get back? You realise if I came on the bike it would save a lot of hassle right?" It would.

"In the fucking car." He stands up to me and I have to laugh, he is smaller than me. I won't fight though. I continue laughing as I climb into the back of the car. I hope Miss Pierce doesn't mind a bit of filth, as she is sure getting some tonight.