𝐃𝐨 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐫𝐞𝐠𝐫𝐞𝐭 𝐛𝐞𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐦𝐞?
Pianist Carter Beauséjour, a satisfied college student in Los Angeles, is thrown into a dangerous situation when he meets Kylian Perreira, a notorious businessman who owns illegal gambling clubs and...
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𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑𝟏 | SUMMER MADNESS
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"𝐒𝐓𝐎𝐏 𝐂𝐎𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐌y eyes bitch!" i couldn't see anything with her hands on my face. she laughs loudly and drunkenly thinking it's all a joke.
"bro i actually can't see, you finne get us all killed!" i was genuinely worried. i tried pulling her hands off my face while still holding the wheel but her grip was too strong. not the only grip that's tight i see.
"relax, you're overreacting papi." she slurs her words. "we're just having a little fun." the other woman — Crystal — says.
I hope there aren't a lot of cars out right now. i mean, it is the middle of the night on a Sunday.
"Kylian watch out!" jennifer exclaims from next to me. Now how the fuck does she expect me to do that?
Before my thoughts could fully be apprehended, a car came out of nowhere, and i lost control of my vehicle.
Jennifer, Angel and Crystal scream in fear. the tires squeal and the breaks are no help. The last thing i remember is the sound of metal crunching and the pain of the seatbelt cutting into my neck and chest.
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i slowly creep open my eyes. my head is pounding and i feel like im being choked. I try gaining back some type of consciousness to comprehend my surroundings.
The car was upside down, blood was dripping into my eye from my forehead and the seat belt was what was choking me. i unbuckle it and open the car door.
i slowly crawl out, my body aching and the shards of glass on the floor cutting my skin.
Crazy ass bitches, i thought to myself, chuckling.
i stand up, dusting the smoke and dust off my clothes. i lightly touch my forehead trying to get a sense of just how bad my injury is and the immense sting gives me all the answers i needed.
i practically limp to the other side of the vehicle and open the doors. Crystal and Angel crawl out and i help Jennifer out from the front seat.
"Yo what the fuck is wrong with you!?" Jennifer shouts shoving me back. "we almost fucking died shit head."