In which a mechanic who's always dreamed of driving her own car, sneaks into an illegal racing club, only to be caught by their #1 driver. ★ ☆
「 ROMCOM • DRAMA • ACTION 」
- SET IN WESTSIDE L.A, 2006. 🏁
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🖤❤️🖤❤️🖤 I'M BACK FROM HIATUS!!! I know it's been a couple months, but you seriously have no idea how thankful I am for those of you who waited patiently and allowed me to finish my other priorities. (As soon as I finished Chun Li, I got a job where I work 5 days a week so Oof 💀) ALSO NEARLY 900K?! Last chapter, we had just passed 400K! Insanity! I made sure to make this chapter extra juicy for you as a token of gratitude! ;) also thank you for the 21st bday wishes & DON'T PLAY THE AUDIO YET! Remember to vote, comment & enjoy! 🖤❤️🖤❤️🖤
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From minute to hour, the sun surpassing my window morphs from nightly skies to mocking daylight. Tweeting birds greet our window while clouds slowly drift past the frame... And yet, I remain awake with my back to the wall and my arms hugging my knees.
I can't help but sniff and wipe my cheek with my sleeve for the hundredth time. Ever since Keith left last night, I've been a crying mess. I've never felt so guilty.
...He has every right to be mad though. I cheated on him. Part of me is waiting, hoping, that he'll come through that door and give me another chance. That he'll realize I didn't mean to hurt him and know that I'd never make that mistake again... But what's the point? Like he said, I used him as my emotional crutch. I shouldn't have rushed into our relationship. I thought 2 months was enough of a gap to heal but I guess I underestimated what I had with JK.
Burying my face deeper into my knees, guilty thoughts continue to cage my mind until a knock sounds at the door.
"Pumpkin, you in there?"
"*Sniff* It's unlocked Paps."
Dad opens the door to my apartment with a shopping bag on cue, taking a slow look around and noticing the slight emptiness of belongings.
"Well I stopped by the store and thought I'd bring you and Keith some—"
Dad stops the moment he spots me on the bedroom floor with swollen eyes and tear-stained cheeks. He immediately sets down his bags and furrows his brows in confusion.
"Baby, what's wrong??"
For some reason, the simplicity of his question triggers me to burst into more tears. Dad frowns and squats onto the floor next to me, puffing his cheeks and holding his bad back in the process. Nevertheless, I lean on his shoulder and sniff behind my sleeve whilst allowing him to wrap an arm around me.
