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Story: Pretty Little Psychoy
“You’re dead!” I snapped as I started towards him, but he chuckled and pointed a gun at Luna, his eyes remaining on me as she started begging him not to shoot, giving me no choice but to stop moving. Turbo was cursing at him but he stood back, not wanting to cause Slick to pull the trigger, while Blake stood silently with her hand over her mouth to stop a scream.
“You want her safe? Then fucking race me. Just you and me.”
“Why are you doing this just to race me? Are you that upset I got you kicked out of the races?”
He snickered, tilting his head. “Who knows? Maybe you’ll have an unfortunate accident.”
I knew my chances of finishing this race unscathed were slim to none, but I had no choice. If it kept Luna safe from him, I’d risk it all.
“You think you scare me? Do you have any idea what my family will do to you if something happens to me? You’d be tortured for weeks,” I hissed. “If you wanted to race me, you didn’t have to bring Luna into it. You should’ve just asked and I would’ve happily come and beaten you.”
I was fighting to stand my ground, wanting to go to Luna and stop her from crying instead.
“You think you can beat me?” He laughed, his eyes narrowing to slits when I smirked at him.
“I usually do.”
“Stop wasting time then and get in your car. Let’s go,” he growled, making Luna sob loudly.
“Raymond, stop it. Leave her alone.”
“Get in the car,” he ordered, terror filling her face.
“What? No! I don’t like going that fast!”
He went to kick her, but he stopped when I called out to him. “Just you and me, asshole. She stays with Turbo and Blake.”
“You’ll just drive off.” He scoffed, a dark chuckle leaving me.
“It’s cute that you think I’m scared to race you.”
He sighed, glancing at Turbo. “You honestly want to babysit this brat?”
“Just let her stay with me and get going. Riley won’t back out of a challenge.” Turbo scowled, slowly stepping towards Luna while keeping his eyes on Slick and the gun in his hand. He let him approach, and once Luna was tucked under Turbo’s arm by his Supra, Slick motioned to my car with his gun.
“Get in then. If you fuck me over, your girl’s dead, Donovan.”
“All this talking is making me think you’re trying to delay our race,” I taunted, glancing at Turbo and giving him a nod. “Get her the fuck out of here. Get her to your place or something.”
Luna’s eyes went wide, and she tried to reach for me in a panic, but Turbo kept a gentle but firm hold on her to stop her running towards me. “Don’t do it! Please, Riley!”
I opened my car door, giving her a reassuring smile. “Go with Turbo, okay? I know what Slick’s capable of. He’s the reason Reid’s in the hospital.” I slid behind the wheel, but she spoke again, halting me from closing the door.
“I love you. Please don’t race.”
I peered over at her, giving her a confident wink that I hoped hid my concern. “I love you too, baby. Which is why I have to do this.”
I was grateful when Blake moved to her other side to calm her down, and I knew Luna was in good hands. Blake and Turbo had become really good friends, and as much as I struggled to trust them in the past, I knew they’d keep Luna safe for me.
I closed the door and put my window down to speak to Slick as he started his car and drove closer to me. “Where’s the start and finish?”
“We start here, and it ends at the Rawson Grove sign. No rules.” He smirked, making me roll my eyes.
“Obviously. The only way you can beat me is by cheating, after all.”
“When you’re laying in a ditch bleeding out, I hope you know I’m going to fuck your cunt until your last breath,” he snarled, a snort of amusement leaving me.
“We all know you can’t fuck girls without them being intoxicated or unconscious, so there’s no need to brag.”
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