Stranded

22: Blood soaked hands.

Screaming and squealing throughout the whole car ride was inevitable for Eira while loud deep chuckles left the man's mouth, heel of his shoe pressing onto the accelerator causing the car to move faster than before. The girl was basically standing, hands gripping tightly onto the rim of of the windshield that belonged to the car, her now dry hair brushing back with every powerful gush of the wind.

The song slow down by chase atlantic boomed through the speakers that belonged to the car, situated in the middle right next to the stirring wheel.

Her piercing screams and squeals brought life to the dead night. Paired with Santiago's er one hand now up in the air as the other held onto the windshield for support. Wavy thick locks swinging side to side and a specific male watched all that through his the glass of his windshield. It was no doubt that Viktor didn't find himself being fond of the way Eira was around Santiago.

Santiago looked down at the device that vibrated against his pocket and while one hand rested on the wheel, the other slid inside his pocket to pull out the device that lit up, showing he had received a message from Viktor.

Viktor: Get her fucking down.

The male's thin eyebrows squished up together against his forehead as a smirk crossed his lips. Santiago typed something but contemplated whether to send it or not. Going against what he had typed, the male typed in another message that he knew would push Viktor's buttons.

Santiago: She's enjoying herself with me. Don't be pouty.

He pressed onto the button of the phone, turning his phone off and tossing it into the back seat as he pressed on the accelerator and gave the car a terrible boost that left Eira almost appalled but she still smiled widely.

The adrenaline boost she got from all this was crazy, she enjoyed it so much but her fun didn't last long.

Viktor palmed the gear covered in hard leather, roughly pushing it back and then pushing it forward while his leather boot pressed tightly onto the little pedal causing his car move forward. He threw daggers at the grey convertible driving in front of him and he noticed his sped had gone up to almost 100.

He turned his wheel aggressively in a fast movement, the tires of car making a screeching sound as it echoed in the dark sky, the engine letting out a loud roar. Viktor pulled right in front of the speeding car of his friend's.

Santiago abruptly pressed onto the brakes and pulled back, sending Eira almost flying but thank god she had her seatbelts now.

The girl stared at the male sitting right next to her before switching her gaze up at the black maserati, seeing Viktor step out. He took haste steps over to the girl and pulled open the door of her car, glaring down at her.

"Get the fuck out," Viktor snapped.

Eira felt her throat run dry, not having any words in her dictionary anymore to use on the male since she could see the anger quite evident in his dark raging orbs. Quietly and without putting up a fight, Eira chose to step out of the car and stand right in front of the car.

"Go sit in my car," Eira gave him a curt nod, running away to his car as her pumps tapped against the rough concrete.

Viktor turned his head into her direction and noticed her fingers on the door of the back seat. "The passenger seat, Eira."

Eira heard his loud voice and bit down on her lower lip, walking around the car to now pull open the door to the passenger seat. She stepped inside the car and sat down, pulling the door shut.

Her chest felt heavy - the adrenaline still pumping in her veins as she inhaled long chains of oxygen. Whatever that just happened, it was indeed thrilling and she loved every bit of it.