Fox Class?

Chapter 37

WRITER'S NOTE: hello everyone! i hope everyone is doing well and staying safe! please enjoy the next part!

-cehilmot

We walk in silence to the Racehouse. Walking to Bruce's house from Vincent's is too far. We're greeted by the receptionist who I ignore and head straight for the workshop. I haven't been here in a while so Osiris would've cleaned up my workspace and Connor will probably want to race me.

"Well, look-ee here! The great queen of the track has returned. Where've you been? Big Boss placed another bet on you. He was going on about how he wanted you to race under him, but never got a chance to see you after you were last here. Connor challenged him and now there's a huge sum of money for you. What say you?" Osiris chatters happily.

I walk over to my workspace and open a draw and choose out a set of keys. My motorcycle keys. It'll be quicker to use if we're heading out that far but not as convenient to sleep in if we get stuck or if it gets too late to drive back. I'll go get my car from Bruce's house. Not an issue. Vincent will probably want to tag along so I don't 'run away.' I guess he does have a point though. I do run away a lot. Just this once. I walk back to the door where Vincent was.

"Thanks for letting me know, but I'm not interested right now. I have a lot going on right now. I don't really need to have Connor's chatter about me racing every day of the week if I'm here." I reply feeling quite reserved.

"Alright, kiddo. Just know that I'm always here. You know me."

"Yeah, I guess I do." But you don't know me, not one bit.

Vincent and I walk out around to the garage, where I have all my other vehicles and everything else, I own. Come to think of it, he hasn't seen this place before. Well, it's kind of a good thing that my motorcycle isn't at the front of the garage.

"You can come in this place isn't scary. Quite the opposite actually." I inform walking into the garage and weaving my way through the cars I have parked.

I have a couch in here. This place is like a second home to me. Whenever I can't sleep at Bruce's house, mainly because I don't want to, I come here. It's peaceful and quiet and no one disturbs me. I'm left alone the way I want to be.

"It's lonely in here. You have all this metal around you, how many cars exactly, four or five other cars to try and feel protected? Ally, are you sure you want to be alone?" He observes sadly.

I ignore him and get my motorcycle ready. I pick out two helmets and give him one of them. He puts it on as I wheel my bike out. I clip my helmet on and start the engine. We both get on. He holds me round the waist. I take off, heading straight for Bruce's house.

We arrive at Bruce's house. I open my purse to find my car keys which I successfully do and open Bruce's garage. My car is...broken?! The front and rear windscreen has been smashed. Mary comes walking out the front door with the twins all dressed up to go somewhere.

"Alluro, what a nice surprise. How did the meeting with the prince go? I take it you accepted?" She says evilly sarcastic.

I turn around and glare at her, "You did this?"

"Goodness, accusing me of something I didn't do. Alluro, silly child, you know I am far too weak to smash such an awful thing." She says trying to play innocent.

"Fine, by me then. I take it you're going to see Bruce then?"

"Yes, we are. Our driver should be here any minute to pick us up. It's a good thing you're not allowed to come, otherwise we wouldn't be allowed to go."

"I never asked to go."

I walk towards my car. The first car I ever built and have tweaked and spent the most amount of time on has finally had it's first 'accident.' I close my eyes and feel my Hellfire. I draw it some of it out and touch the glass. It takes a bit of time but eventually I managed to restore it back to its original state, without cracks, brand new.

"Next time, you want to destroy someone's car, just take out the battery, that or clog it. It's much easier for a weak woman to do, then using a wrench to smash the windscreen. Vincent, get in."

I wheel my bike into the garage and hop into my car. There's a knock on my window. I start the engine and wind down my window to meet Mary's face.

"I did some research, you know. The boy."

"Which one, Mary? The one you had sex with? The chameleon? C'mon Mary, we both know that Bruce doesn't know about him yet."

She just gives me a fake smile, "No, dumb fox. The boy you put in hospital. He hasn't woken up. Doctors have said that they might take him off life support since he doesn't have much time left."

"Sure, their choice. It has nothing to do with me. Now move if you don't want to lose your face." I reply sharply revving my engine.

She backs away and I back out of the garage and head for the beach.