Sour Diesel // z.m

Chapter 7

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"W-what?" I stammered and pulled a little away from him and looked into his eyes, regret. Regret was written in his eyes when the words left his mouth. "You had to fight your best friend?" I said in a whisper and he nodded.

"Yeah," he bit his lip nervously. "We both wanted to have a lot of money, drugs and women. Diavolo wanted to take both me and Thomas in. But we didn't know we were going to fight against each other. When we did, we took the last night together and did something we always wanted to do. We got drunk and went to a carnival." He got a small smile on his lips from his memory.

"That's also how I met the guys. We got together and made our own group, but we kind of do our own things. Even though we get missions from Diavolo we still do what we want to do. He damaged us in a lot of ways. We all want him dead."

This was shocking to me, listening to how one person can be so cruel to teenagers.

"I am sorry."

He let out a little chuckle and looked at me with a small smile. "Don't worry about it. I have come over it now, even though I still have some nightmares from that day."

It must be hard to live with that guilt that you killed your best friend. He didn't do it willingly, he was forced into it.

"Mila," he said softly and he brushed some hair behind my ear, giving me a small smile.

"I'm sorry that I am keeping you in a room all day. But I don't think you are ready yet, or if you are ready to try to do what we do."

"What do you mean by that?"

"I will tell you that later, but now. Come with me. " He grabbed my hand and we walked out of the tv room and outside.

"Where are we going?" I asked as we walked to the back of the house. We stopped against a door and he took out a keycard and a beep sound came and he walked in. I followed after him and we walked into a garage.

"Oh my god," I gawked and saw at least 12 cars in here. "How do you have so many cars?" He chuckled and followed me out to a blue Audi R8. It's gorgeous.

"Wow," I mumbled and saw the door fly upwards. "Hop in," Zayn smiled as he sat down in the passenger seat.

I sat down and the seat was so comfortable. I put on the seatbelt and Zayn pushed on a button so the door got back down.

He started the car and came a sound from the engine that made me smile It was something about that sound that made adrenaline rush in my body.

He drove out of the garage and out of the driveway from the house. "We are going for a ride," he answered as he put on some sunglasses.

"Is it a long ride?"

He looked at his watch before he looked back at the road. "An hour or two, feel free to take a nap," he smiled slightly.

I looked outside the window and all I saw was trees.

I closed my eyes for a second.

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"Mila."

I groaned slightly as I heard Zayn talking and I opened my eyes. I looked over at him and saw a small smile on his face. "Hi," I smiled softly and he chuckled.