"Alright!" announces Babs. "Again we got 46 cars driving tonight. We going up the back of the mountain to the top. Y'all see the sunset!"
"I'm afraid of the light." somebody yells.
"Get the fuck. This ain't for you!"
I'm away from Samhill. I hate him. I hate everybody. If it got toes, shoulders, and a neck to keep a head. I hate it!
"Bruh I say when the niggas start driving just punch somebody." I hear behind me. I look back at a woman with gold in her jaw and other got an eye missing, her arms are grotesquely long arms. "Ima hit her. She skinnny." the girl with one eye points at me. The one with arms starts pounding her fist in her hand.
I'm disgusted.
"We have a 150k donation in the bank. I hope y'all niggas know how to shift!" Everybody get the cars ready!"
The limit was 70k but they got 150k. They must really want the church. But really thinking about it. These vampires been killing, stealing, and cheating at life. I know Sam said he was switching cars, he's driving a Hennessy Venom GT. I asked how he got it. He just took from a car show; killed at least half a dozen people.
"How long the race?" yells the crowd. "We go to Sunset! We got the imps out and I threw in some more work!" declares Babs. "Ima put some more pressure on it. You wanna be King? You wanna be Queen?" he goes in his left pocket and juggles a large key from gold bones. "I bulit a door! Another back alley."
My eyes get big. That sounds fancy. A girl comes to my side, she has fairy wings and pupilless eyes. "You new?" her voice is little. "I'm Coco."
"Hi..." I say without paying attention. "You wanna be friends?"
"No..." I avert my gaze. "You want some blood?" she utters. "No!" I say with aggression. "What do you want?"
"Nothing." she backs away slightly. "You look lonely."
"I'm not lonely!" I hiss. "Leave me alone!"
"You a bottom?" her wings. Jesus... "I'm not gay!"
"We gon turn yo ass gay!" I turn around at a group of some ugly girls eying him. There's a bitch with a thick neck and three toes that's the color of Nyquil.
Why is with everybody trying to kill me?
"What the key for!" I try so hard to pay attention to the race. "Scrothport nearthe bay area."
"NEAR THE BEACH!"
"NEAR THE BEACH!" Babs replies. "Come on yall, move out!"
I look at everybody move to their own cars. I even see Samhill get in his. As the car occupy the track that has cracks and holes. I almost pray that nigga immediately hits a pothole taking his front face.
A bunch of females are at my back. Some trying not to make it so obvious, but I swing at the one next to my right arm.
A girl stands in the middle of the street and sounds off the cars. They speed away, they right through her and her body disappears.
A girl beat the back of my neck and another hit me from the side. I clutch the fucking fairy's hair and put her body or mine. "She using Coco!"
Coco yells and puts her nails in my grip. But I pull her hair even harder. The big green girl stomps on Coco's face, striking her cheek. "STOP PAULINA!" Coco screams. My hair is snatched by somebody and fist hit my eyes. "Let her fucking go bitch!"
I'm not going through this again. I find the girl's fingers and I see my shadow grab her foot. My body lifts off the dirt, I'm on my feet.
I've had fights in the club before... but I ain't never been in a jumping.
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I can hit 300. I put something in the engine. If i go pass 250, it'll get to hot. Sometimes, it's best to hate people. Legs is mangled , that nigga made the worse choice to sell his fucking head for a soul. He about to lose it.
"PUSH!"
I won't dare let this kangaroo be net to me. His car slides into another, that's Timoteo. Legs has spikes coming out his tires, I'll be damned.
I pump getting a good 180. I don't think it's smart to head out fast. And trick to this shit is magic. My eyes get out. I bring my palm up, lifting the road. The car jumps getting me ahead of Gianmaria.
I look at my speed, just a calm ass 186. I could go faster. It would be a shame if suddenly we had mud on the road...
I know not all tires can handle that. But Gian? He always carries his bitch to these things. Her soul in the car, she don't like touching shit.
Jocelyn Leslie slides pass me. He's riding a Cadillac this time. I destroyed the nigga's first car, a stupid ass Chevrolet Camaro.
Working at the station taught me about bombs. When a nigga bored, why not? And I told Synadena to give this bitch a treat.
I see a black SUV pull in front of me. "Toshana!" alerts Xylu. A mangle of Cupid and a bull. I don't know where this SUV came from, I know damn he has no mileage. He's slow. I slow down and push a car to the side to round him but SUV follows me. I can't do it. "PUSH!"
Why isn't the damn thing moving? I look in the rearview mirror and another black SUV hits my tail. What the fuck?
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I have my arm around Coco's throat. I keep looking behind me. That big green girl's neck slips to her left shoulder. She launched forward, I twist, and she takes Coco's jaw.
Coco reaches to grab my hair, I immediately go for hers. I twist so my shoulders are against hers. "Let me fucking go, bitch!"
I push in her direction. We run into a girl, knock her down, and I swipe her up by her hair again. Ima keep using this bitch as a shield.
It finally happens and this girl with a bikini and jeans strikes me in the face. I fall backwards, she grabs the corner of my hair and starts pummeling my face. "I don't fucking die. You finna be set up like Ida!"