Fan Fiction |
by BBG and LL
Sitting here alone in a dark corner, I'm lonely and smoking another cigarette. Lost in my thoughts as I take a look at the scars on my body. Each scar represents a story or victory. I remember when I was the first kid that young to join the gang, older members made fun of me, played tricks on me and called me a wimp. One time got so mad that I could not stand anymore, so I fought back with the last of my strength and punched one of them in the nose. Our leader saw the potential in me, he began to train me through tests, jobs, etc, that's when I got stronger and harder, almost cruel, but that's how you survive.
I remember the older guys once beat me up real bad when I first joined the gang. So in order to survive, I had to fight back. Later, that nigger die, of course it was me who killed him. He pleaded for his life, begging on his knees to let him go. I learned that being mean, cruel without mercy, and cold-blooded is the easiest way I can survive and rule the gang, so I killed him without any feelings of guilt. I also get respect from my brothers because of this cold-hearted act. I realized that if I'm the leader, some of my enemies might stab me in the back. I'm always on the watch, always thinking about the game in my hand, this keeps me alive. It almost seems as if my parents, whether in heaven or hell are blessing me or some shit.
Now that I'm a leader with the full respect of all the triad members and brothers I started to develop a need for a sport that had speed and high-risk. The sport I had in mind was street racing. It shows others my ability, my strength and also how quick I can be.
I met my first love when I first started racing, my first race. She was the best thing that happened to me, thank God, that he brought her into my life. I didn't really believe in true love, but now I do. Life is so weird. When you have something in your hand, you never really value it until it's gone. It's the same with feelings and relationships. I once had a wonderful someone by my side but I didn't really value her or her feelings until she went away. I sometimes wanted to blame her for changing her heart but it wasn't really her fault, or anyone's for that matter, it was mine. I see her with another person, giving him her heart, caring for him the way she could of cared for me, I thought it could have been me. Funny isn't it?
I don't understand why people have to pick those girls to be the passengers. But that's when I met my girl. She wore a pink tank top with white jeans. It was pretty windy out there during the fall season. She looked so lovely, just like a little girl with her long hair in ponytails. She seems so unique and new to me, so I picked her.
-Flashback-
“What's your name pretty lady?” I asked with an attractive smirk. She smiled at me, and yet, she looked so cute and still so incredibly hot.
“My name is…” She didn't finish her sentence because a man began to yell.
“Get ready for the race Brother Nic, and beat that asshole for us.” He yelled out with his loud voice not caring about the inappropriate language, which she didn't really care about.
“Alright Bastard.” Nic explained and turn around to her. “Would you like to be my passenger?”
“Sure, why not.” She seemed like an outgoing lady. She seemed careless of what could happen to her during the race.
- End Flashback-
“The worst way to miss someone is to sit next to her but know that you can have her.” That is so true. She seemed so close within reach, but she is forever just out of my reach. I didn't know she was so important until now...well, it is too late now...I can't go back in time, even though I would give anything to change the past to make the present right.
I remember that first race, it was thrilling and risky but all that made me addicted to this crazy sport. People were yelling, people were streaking, and I was laughing. But finally the time has come to pass the green flag. I sat down at the driver seat; I can feel the energy of the car surge through me, and the sense that the car and me are combined. I can feel the urge to win! No one will ever stop me from achieving my goal. In my mind the word lose doesn't exist. Not in my dictionary. Only winning is important, and whoever crosses my path will get bashed be either my gang or myself. Finally the green flag was raised, I prepare the engines of my car. People in the crowd roar when they hear me stepping on the gas pedal.
As the green flag was raised and waved, Nic floored the gas pedal. His car burned out immediately, leaving two heavy black skid marks on the starting line. You could hear the roar of Nic's engine as he tried to pass up all the cars, but he barely made 3rd place and still needed to pass 2 cars. (This is a five-car race)
“Gosh!! Two more go and I can win the race!! Nicholas Tse this is your first race so you better make a good impression. Shoot, I feel like something is itching my toes… damn!! I'm in the middle of the race!! I gotta bare with it.” Thinking to himself.
While Nic concentrated on driving his best, he can hear his passenger in the background saying, “Nic you can pass those two suckers! I'll always support you! Go! ”
He kept an eye on the road. He isn't deaf so he replied, in his cold tone. “Thanks”...
“Only 1 more block and one left turn, I must pass one car when I go for the left turn.” Nic thought to himself.
So he made a risky move that no other street racer would do. When you make turns, you don't pass each other, but Nic here is a wild one and he didn't care. He didn't care about his life any more so he went for the turn. So Nic made a short sharp turn, the other racer made such a wide turn that he left if open enough for Nic to pass him. When he made that turn he didn't notice that she was staring at him.
“Wow! That was a close one...I thought my heart was going to fly out when Nic made that turn. But when he made that turn his face was so determined, but yet so cold...he was as HOT as ever!! I'm so happy I get to be his girlfriend! But does he really care for me? I mean he's always cold and stern. But I don't mind as long as he's by my side, then anything is ok with me.” She thought to herself.
As the leading car saw the way Nic passed the other driver he knew that this rookie (Nic) will be a great racer in the future. But that didn't matter, now he must win this race. Nic was behind the leading car by only a few feet, he pushed on the turbo button of his car. Flares burst out in the back of his car and flew past the leading car. Finally in the lead Nic finished the race, flying finally past the finish line. The crowd cheered as he went past.
They all started to scream out his name, rounds of “NIC YOUR'RE THE BEST!” could be heard. And the girls in the crowd even said, “NIC IS SO HOT!” Finally Nic stopped his car and got out, the girl followed behind him. She congratulated Nic and gave him a big hug and kiss on the cheek.
[Written by: BBG & LL]