Chapter 19 #2
I’m still trying to figure out everything with Havoc.
He’s always around everywhere I turn, wanting to talk about our night together.
He’s even enrolled his son, Zane, into my preschool class, but he’s going to have to be patient.
I’m leaving to get away from my father and everything that he entails.
I’ve got no other choice, which is why I’m here tonight.
As much as it’s going to kill me to leave the only home I’ve ever known, I know that I have to and to make sure I don’t involve others into the mess that is my life right now.
Raegan leads us over to a guy named Danny and gives her name. She gets set up for the race along with placing my bet. Trick puts down a couple of grand for Ghost since we know our girl can rock this shit, and then we walk back over to the car so Raegan can get things ready to race.
Trick and I stand over by his bike, out of the way and wait for the racers to cross the finish line.
He gave specific instructions to Raegan that if something goes wrong to meet by an old gas station off the road down from here until we can get to her.
Apparently, this type of racing is illegal and the cops get called often.
There are a total of six cars racing that are lined up on the road.
Raegan is behind the second row next to an orange and black small sports car.
We are waiting for the horn to blow and I look back and take the scene in.
Both men and women are stretched out along the side of the road cheering with their cameras out, drinking.
All different types of music is booming out of each car.
Everyone is having a good time waiting for the race to begin.
But, Trick tenses beside me, and I try to follow where he’s looking at, but there are so many people I don’t know who he is staring at.
“Everything okay, Trick?” I ask, nervously.
“Not sure, but I don’t have a good feeling about being here all of a sudden,” he says not taking his eyes off the area down the line of spectators.
The horn blows making me almost jump out of my skin as the cars screech out and roar down the road.
They leave a large puff of smoke from their tires and it makes me choke.
My heart is racing as we wait to see who barrels across first. I never thought something like this could be so much fun.
My heart is beating so fast I almost feel giddy at the thought of getting caught.
I’ve never been in any type of trouble before, but right now my body is buzzing with excitement.
Off in the distance we hear the sounds of engines and know that the cars are heading back towards us, getting closer to crossing the line. Straining my eyes, I can only make out one car, and it has me jumping up and down with excitement.
“It’s Raegan! It’s Raegan!” I screech grabbing ahold of Trick’s arm. I know he put quite a bit of money down, and from the smile beaming off his face, I can tell he’s just as happy as I am.
Raegan crosses the line, and it seems like forever before the next car comes across. She parks over by us getting out and tossing her helmet somewhere in the car but making sure her wig stays on.
“You won! Oh my gosh, you won!” I bounce over to her and swallow her up in a hug.
We both are giggling like little school girls. Now I know why she loves doing this. The high I feel right now is unbelievable. The crowd is cheering and trying to circle around her as she makes her way over to Danny to collect her prize.
After Danny announces the top three, money is exchanged and collected. The wad of bills in my hand right now could make me pass out. I’ve got more than enough money now that’s going to change my life. On our way back over to the car a large body stops us by putting a hand up in front of us.
“I didn’t realize Stone allowed his bitch to go out without him,” a guy with a snake tattoo and leather cut sneers at us. He looks vaguely familiar.
Trick harshly removes the guy’s hand that is close to Raegan with a shove.
“The same could be asserted for you, Brock. What, Hector found a new play toy and tossed you away?” Trick counters and has his hand on the inside of his jacket as he moves his body blocking us from this guy and his buddies.
Can’t we ever go out and not have some type of issue that ruins our night?
“You’re a funny one, aren’t you? Tell you what, move out of the way and let us have that sweet little thing, and you’ll get to leave here unscathed,” Brock haughtily offers.
“Not a chance,” Trick spits out.
There’s a total of three guys who are with Brock when the air around us changes.
Voices in the background fade away and a ripple of danger fills the space, it’s like the calm before the storm.
A movement catches from the corner of my eye.
I see a reflection before everything happens at lightning speed.
One of the other guys from behind Brock whips around and stabs Trick with what I assume is a knife in the gut.
Raegan reaches around for her waistband and pulls out a gun and fires at the guy sending him down to the ground.
Trick who still has the knife impaled in him starts to slump over, but Raegan catches him and has him lean on her for support.
The sound of screams ring out as everyone scatters away as I give Trick some assistance to try to help stabilize him to keep him from folding to the ground.
My legs feel weak, and I think my body is frozen in place.
I just spent four years in a remote area where gangs and groups tried to overtake small villages for power, so seeing blood and people with bullet holes or slashes on their body’s is nothing new.
But being part of the cause of those holes and slashes is totally surreal.
I feel as though I’m having an out of body experience right now.
My brain hasn’t caught up with everything that is transpiring in front of me.
Brock and the other two guys all have their weapons drawn and are pointing them at us.
“Now, now bitch, we don’t want any trouble. Come with us and we’ll let your friends be. Someone very important wants to have a word with you.”
Trick is struggling, but manages to pull out his gun and is pointing it at the men now. Off in the distance sirens are blaring making the crowd erupts from cover and starts to flee from the scene.
“Brock, man, we gotta go!” one of the guys yells as the sounds of the police gets closer.
Brock gazes back over to Raegan and then licks his lips.
“Soon, bitch, soon.”
They scurry off somewhere. We try to lug Trick over to Raegan’s car.
“Talk to me, Trick!” Raegan yells as we get him in the passenger seat. I hopped in the back as Raegan slides across the hood and gets in the driver’s seat. I find a shirt next to me and hand it over to Trick to apply pressure to his wound that still has a knife in it.
“I’ll be fine. I don’t think it hit anything too bad. Let’s head back to the clubhouse, and I’ll send a prospect back for my bike if the cops don’t impound it.”
Raegan starts the car and heads out the way we came and away from the cops who have started to arrive and are trying to stop some of the cars from leaving.
We’re heading back towards the bridge. I can see it’s a little ways in front of us.
I can hear labored breathing coming from the front seat and know we need to get him to a doctor soon.
Pulling out my phone from my back pocket, I swipe it to the main screen.
As I’m about to press Havoc’s name, I hear a gasp from Raegan.
“Oh, god! Get down!”
Before I can even manage to follow her instructions loud popping sounds and the shatter of glass from the back window explodes through the car. I hit the floorboard in the tiny space back here and drop the phone to cover my head with my hands.
“Raegan!” I yell over the whizzing sounds of bullets coming at the car. I feel wetness dripping down on my head and reach up to my hair. Red! Blood! Oh my gosh, we’re hit. I almost throw up from the iron smell the small space is putting off.
“Sutton! Sutton, are you okay?” Raegan screams as the spray of bullets lets up. She’s swerving the car to dodge anymore possible assaults to us.
“I’m good.” I visually check then start to touch over the top half of my body. “There’s blood everywhere.”
“Fuck! Trick,” she screams, and the car swerves as she tries to reach over to him in the passenger seat. “Trick, say something!”
I watch as Raegan reaches over again and checks his neck with a shaky hand.
I look around the headrest and the image in front of me will give me nightmares for the rest of my life.
Trick’s head is slumped forward, but the holes in the back of his head are what my eyes focus on.
It looks as though half his head was blown off.
“He’s dead! Sutton, oh god, he’s dead!” I can hear tears in her voice. “Call for help!”
I blindly search for my phone that fell on the floor and find it up under Trick’s seat. With trembling, bloody hands, I press the button on the screen and wait for their answer.
“Are you okay?” I ask as it rings and rings. “Are you hit?” We’re approaching the bridge at an alarming fast rate.
Come on, come on, Havoc, please answer!
“My shoulder’s—” she starts to say, but another spray of bullets light up the car, and we lose control hitting the side of the wooden bridge.
Raegan tries to right the car, but we’re sent off to the other side and the barrier breaks, sending us flying over the side of the bridge and into water below.
We’re going so fast the impact of the car hitting the water feels like we’ve hit a semi-truck.
I’m thrown around the backseat as the airbags deploy.
When my bearings start to come back to me, I realize the only sounds are my heavy breathing.
The car is taking on a bit of water, and I know once the water reaches the windshield the car will be submerged.
We’ve got to get out of here and quick before we go down to the bottom of this lake with the car and drown.
I faintly hear yelling off in the distance and try to figure out where it’s coming from and who is yelling my name. Wedged between the console and Raegan’s seat is my lit up phone.
“Help! Please help us,” I breakdown crying as I try to reach over and pull it out. My body starts to succumb with everything that’s happened, and I’m afraid shock is going to settle in soon.
“Sutton, where are you? Was that gunfire? Sutton!” I hear the panic in Havoc’s voice.
“We’re hit…” it’s all that I can manage as my breathing picks up. I’m scared I might pass out from hyperventilating.
“Where, Sutton? Where are you?”
I take a peek over the seat and look around the front of the car as the water trickles in faster and see Raegan slumped over the steering wheel.
“No, no, I think she’s dead! They killed Raegan, Havoc!” I scream and then look over at Trick’s body. He’s so riddled with holes, his eyes are open wide, but vacant.
“Where, Sutton, goddamn it!”
I have no idea where we are. All I see is water.
“Water…Havoc, we’re in water. We’re sinking fast.”
“Water?”
I continue to search the windows and then see the bridge, and then my memory comes back to me.
“The bridge. Raegan’s bridge,” I call out then feel my body start to shiver harder.
“We’re coming, baby, hold on.”
The line goes dead, and I hear a moan. Raegan! I gently lean forward and bring her body back against the seat and head rest. She continues to moan, l love you, Kane but doesn’t open her eyes. We need to get out of this sinking ship.
Raegan doesn’t look like she weighs that much so I should be able to maneuver her out and can get to the shore until the guys get here. If we try to wait until help arrives the car will be under, and Raegan won’t survive.
I quickly unclip her seatbelt and try as gently as possible to move her to the backseat with me.
The water has now gotten up to our calves.
We need to move faster. She’s probably in a lot of pain from being jostled around, probably doesn’t feel good, but she’ll thank me later.
Through her moans of protest, I get us both through the back windshield, careful not to let any glass snag her already injured body.
From the light of the full moon I can see her shirt’s covered in blood and only pray that she’ll make it to the hospital.
I push up away and from the trunk of the car and place her on her back with my hand under her head to keep the water away from her mouth.
I silently thank my father for the one good thing that came out of that mission trip from hell.
I taught a lot of the village children how to swim in the local ponds.
After I search around, once I’m wading in the cold water, I see both shores and they both appear to be equally far.
Making a decision, I start to kick my feet toward one of the sides securing Raegan the entire time.
It’s a slow process with no life vest, but I’m trying my best to keep her as safe as possible.
My body is exhausted from the events of tonight and from the coldness that the water is putting on me, I feel as though I could easily slip into a deep sleep. Off in the distance, I hear talking and am about to yell out, when I’m stopped dead.
“Do you see them?” an unfamiliar voice asks.
“Dude, there’s no way they survived the bullets and the crash.”
“I want proof!”
“There! See the car is sinking down. See the headlights, no one survived.”
The roar of motorcycles off in the distance has them scrambling. I pray it’s the calvary with help. The shoreline looks so far away as time passes.
“Let’s go!” one yells and the sound of feet running start to fade into the night.
It’s quiet once again and as I look up I can see stars plastered over every inch of the sky. The moon is bright tonight, I feel my eyes starting to get heavier and heavier. Sleep. Yes, I’ll just relax for a bit until Havoc can get here to save us.