gangster girl

Chapter 14

Remi's car⬆

"Higher Daddy push me higher!" squealed the little 4 year old getting pushed on the swing.

"Ok, but I don't want you falling and getting hurt princess"

"I wont daddy now Higher!" squealing and yelling at her father as he pushed her higher. As the little girl was swinging she had seen her 3 brothers playing in the sand box over by the swings and her mother watching her laughing and watching the boys. Looking up to the sky she seen birds flying over her head.

"BIRDIES" she yelled forgetting she was on the swing and falling backwards screaming, right before she hit the ground she felt herself being hoisted into the air in a pair of arms she recognized instantly and cuddled into them

"Don't worry Princess Daddy's here to save you" he cooed the 4 year old that was scared and had just fallen off the swing.

"I love you daddy"

"I love you to princess"

Remi had been sitting in her car replaying memory's of her dad. Sitting there staring at the wall Remi recalled the first time her father took her driving when she was twelve in an old field and a derby car.

"FLOOR IT CHILD" he yelled in a happy way.

"OK" I said as I threw my foot on the pedal sending us back into our seats.

"How do I control the shift stick" I asked remember I had to shift.

"Let go of the gas a little bit then shift it up the press in the gas again" he said doing a hand motion so I would understand. Letting off the gas a little like he said I shifted the stick up and pressed the gas down again making the car go a little bit faster.

"That's it keep going!" he cheered as we went faster down the field we were driving in. Turning really fast I drifted in the dirt and stopped the car, looking over smiling at my dad.

"Next time we need to have a faster car." I said smiling as he laughed

"Later tonight im going to take you somewhere but don't tell your mother or else we'll be in big trouble" he said with a chuckle as he told me to drive back to the road and parked the old car in a near by old auto shop that my dad owned.

Smiling recalling the memory of the first time he ever took me to a street race that night. Of course mom found out later on about that and was pretty mad, but ever since that time he taught me everything I know about cars and racing. When I was 14 we would go to the old auto shop that he owned when he wasn't on business trips and we modeled our own car, First damn car I ever raced to. Starting the car I pulled out of the driveway and mad it to the place I hadn't been to in about 2 years, the garage. Pulling into the little dirt area I hopped out and looked at the old run down building that i was used to. Climbing over the old fence it brought back memory's from when I did this everyday only I would have the dogs greet me at the fence, but not now since we brought them back home. Walking into the garage I seen everything was the same since we left it. Walking into the middle of the garage I seen the old car covered by a sheet, ripping the sheet off the car I smiled, damn I missed this thing. Thinking damn, nobody has seen this car since I first started racing.

"Time for a lil race" I said to myself since nobody was in here. Walking over to the garage door I opened it up and walked back over to the car. Hopping in I soon settled into the leather racing seats. Pulling out of the garage I went to the race.

Turning onto the streets you see girls in skimpy dresses walking around with guys and there cars. Pulling slowly into my spot people were turning there heads not knowing who I was, newcomers never seen this car, but they one who been here the longest sure have seeing the smiles on the older guys faces. Stepping out of the car I walked up to Charlie

"What up Charlie" I said trying to keep my voice strong but it sounded soft and unhappy. Hell I was very unhappy right now my dad just died.

"What's wrong pumpkin" Charlie said getting worried I never sounded like this.

"Nothing, now who am I racing" I said with my voice back to normal.

"Ehh we got 2 races for you tonight one in 40 minutes"

"K, thanks" I said giving him a hug and walking away. Walking back to the car I hopped in and started it up, feeling the purr from underneath me, revving the engine I watched as the blower flapped, and listening the mean sound of the engine and the horsepower. Pulling up to the spray painted line I waited for who ever I was racing to come on up to the line. Turning up the stereo I plugged in my phone and hit shuffle as "Power Trip" came on. Sitting here waiting I got on Instagram and was going through when I stopped and seen a picture of my dad, of course the fucking paparazzi already knew, great. Oh look there's a picture of me know everybody know's me, great. Looking at my profile I seen that I was already getting alot of followers on there, ugh. Putting down my phone I sat there with my head resting on the back of the seat. Hearing another car coming up I looked over and seen some Jock from school, looking over at my car, probably trying to see whose in the car. Lucky me the windows are tinted black, so he cant really see. Looking forward I seen a girl with a flag come into the middle of the cars and waved the flag down as we were off on the road racing.

Stepping on the pedal harder to where it couldn't go down anymore I crossed the painted line on the road. Stepping out of the car I walked over to the other car, knocking on the window they stepped out.

"Nice race" I said to whoever this is and walked away back to my car before I got in Charlie stopped me and handed me my money.

"Thanks Charlie, see ya around" I said before getting in the car and driving back to the garage.