Connor, Alex and Jake made their way towards me with smirks on their faces. Jake even flashed his middle fingers at Tom and his crew. I could feel a smirk adorning my own face when I saw Tom throwing a tantrum with his arms raised in anger as he kicked the tyres of his car while his team mates tried their best to stop him from taking all his anger out on his poor racing car.
“Let’s go.” Alex wounded his right arm around the back of my neck as we stepped away.
Jake stayed behind with Connor. He was extra cautious when it comes to his racing car. He never lets anyone else drive his car, except us. He felt the need to move his racing car away from Tom before he ends up touching his car.
His words, not mine.
Knowing Tom though, I knew that he could stoop to that level just to get back at me for making him lose every time.
He fucking deserves losing this race. He will remember this race forever. He almost fucking died back there. If he
Billy is the one who arranges those racing matches and also the one who keeps everything in order when things go berserk. No one knows about this place unless you’ve been brought by someone already related to illegal car racing. I remember one time when Max got into trouble for speeding. He broke the law by racing against Aiden on the main highway. The guy really instigated Max and tried to get him into trouble but Billy was there to help us.Billy will always be there for us. He once attended St-Xavier high school back in the days and he’s always been supporting the St-Xavier guys on the race tracks. He is like a father to me. If my father was still alive, he would have been just like him. This ongoing enmity between St-Xavier and Troy high schools has long since existed.No one knew what led these two high-schools to have this amount of hatred for one another but all I knew was that it was related to the racing tracks. No one has ever tried to understand
Right when Jake was about to finish drinking his bottle of beer, some girl smacked right against his back, causing him to stumble on his legs. He managed to catch himself as he prevented both his body from tumbling over as well as saving the girl from kissing the ground with her ass by breaking her fall with the weight of his body. He turned around to look at the person who almost fell over him but froze, clearly star-struck.It was Lydia.I glanced over at Alex to find him already flashing me his devilish grin.I smirked as my eyes flew over at Connor to find his face morphing into a smirk matching mine.We looked back over at Jake and Lydia to find both of them staring at each other in shock.After a while, Lydia’s face twisted in disgust while Jake’s face turned solemn.Oh no!I grimaced as I waited for Lydia to explode in anger.“Watch where you’re going, jerk!” She annoyingly shouted at Jake a
“Rachel?” I tapped her left cheek to wake her up but she borrowed herself more into my arms.The hem of her crop top reached her midriff exposing more of her skin when she reached up to wound her arms around my neck while her head rolled sideways, landing on my left shoulder with her right cheek pressed against my leather jacket.She moaned as she sighed in relief.I felt myself getting hard as her breath touched my exposed neck, bringing a chilling sensation up my spine.As she shifted to get comfortable in my lap, she unconsciously brushed her ass against my crotch. I tightened my hold on the sides of her waist as the increasingly sensational feeling rushed directly to my man down there. As much as I wanted her to stay on my lap, I knew that if I didn’t try to control my hardening groin, we would end up spending the night together once again.“Rachel” I warned her as I tried to bring her back on her feet.&ldq
I never really dreamed of anything since the death of my parents. I only had recurring terrible nightmares for three months or so. After undergoing some therapy and talked things through with Jonathan, my therapist, I stopped having nightmares but once in a while, they would come back to haunt me. I never went back to my therapist though. I just avoided the old man at all cost.The next morning came faster than I expected.I was woken up in the morning when the door bell rang.I groaned as I tried to turn away with my hands pressed up against my ears to block off the noise but it became persistent.I wanted to shout at whoever was at the door to go away but decided against it when my eyes fell on the clock.It was already eleven o’clock.I might as well wake up, I thought as I got off the couch.I tried to find my slippers but after a while of searching for them, I stood up in anger as the door bell rang like crazy.Whoev
The door burst opened and I quickly looked away, my loose hair creating a curtain between them and me, covering the right side of my face. I wanted to get up but I just couldn’t bring myself to stand up. Before, maybe it was because my legs were numb and weak but now, I just did not have that strength to get up and face them. I was afraid of interacting with new people because I was so scared of being judged again.And, I just don’t have that will power to raise my head up, walk straight ahead and just avoid their crude judgments on the way. I felt the need to stop and glanced sideways towards them and freeze up due to their remarks. I fisted up my hands, trying to forget those feelings. Maybe these people won’t be like them, like my father and like Alicia.However, I spoke too soon.“Who is she?” I heard a male voice asking in curiosity.Stop that, don’t you know that curiosity kills the cat?I couldn’t he
“Shit!" Ryder cursed and ran his right hand through his already messed up hair, his fingers leaving traces of lines behind them. He rushed towards me but I got away, making him stop from advancing forward. When he stared at me with a pained face, looking dejected and worn out, I almost wanted to forgive him but I can never forget his words from last night. Almost like he did not just look at me like that, the expression on his face contorted into a fierce one but it wasn’t directed towards me. Instead he raised his right hand high up in the air, his index finger promptly pointing at his bedroom door and glanced over his left shoulder.“Get out, now!" he angrily ordered both of them and they rushed out right away, too scared to face his wrath.The other guy who had tried to stop Ryder from punching the one, who just scrambled out of the bedroom, remained inside.Soon, his face morphed back into the dejected look it was sporting just a few second
Lea’s point of view:“Lea”, I felt someone’s grasp on my shoulders, shaking me.“Lea, wake up!" someone called out to me.I groaned and struggled to open my eyes. It’s been a while since I’ve had such a slumber and waking up seemed to be so difficult right now. My eyesight was blurry at first but it then gradually focused on the face leaning above me. Ryder! I gasped and sat up slowly, trying to avoid any contact with him. I pressed my back up to the head of the bed and stared at him. He was currently watching my every single action closely.When his eyes travelled up and down my body, his piercing blue eyes sent a bizarre kind of chill down my spine, I covered myself up with the bed sheets, squeezing the material in my fisted hands. He shook his head at my actions and glanced away but I did not miss the tint of pink covering his cheeks for a split second before fading away.“Sorry! I
Ryder’s point of view: I slammed my bedroom door on the way out. What the hell? She is not fucking mute. I just made a complete idiot of myself. Not only will she be afraid of me for the comment I made about her last night and after what had happened the moment she woke up to find herself surrounded with people who were once again judging her when she clearly wasn’t the kind of person to be treated like that, she might also think that I’m not right in the head. I rushed downstairs with the thought of calling Jason. I snatched my phone off the kitchen table and called him. While waiting for him to pick up, my eyes fell on the amount of dirty dishes lying by the kitchen sink waiting to be washed. “How’s life?” Jason chirped as soon as he received my call. “Wonderful!” I chirped back with the same amount of enthusiasm. Note the sarcasm. “What crawled up your ass?” Jason taunted in a provoking way.