Miles Per Hour-(Fast and Furious related)

Melvin.

"Yes, It's big ol' Vin, but lets leave this for later, I'm kinda busy right now" Melvin says inattentively. He has all his focus on driving right now.

"You guys know him?" Sean says surprised.

"Yeah he was-" I suddenly stop before I complete my sentence. Chris does not know about the little affair me and Melvin had a year ago. "......In one of my racing teams when he lived in Atlanta." Melvin turns to glance at me, registering what was happening; he thought I told Chris about us, but I never did. He keeps driving though. The persecutors are following us by foot and by car now. 

I gave Melvin directions to where we were intended to be, he made a turn and we ended on the freeway again. Melvin has a Mustang and although is not as fast as the R8, that I feel bad for leaving behind, it has some good horsepower. Melvin's friend called up other friends and through gunshots, and cars crashing, we were able to escape all the disorder. We told Melvin we had no idea who these people were or why they were following us. 

Melvin pulled up to the hotel building. It was one of the tallest ones in Miami for sure. I stepped out the car and Sean and Chris stepped out. Melvin also stepped out and walked to be in front of me. He looked very upset, I'm thinking it's because I never told Chris about us. He needs to let that shit got though, we promised to just be friends anyway. 

"Thanks Vin. We probably would have been dead if it was not for you" Chris said and they did a handshake. Sean came next to me and thanked Melvin but they did not do no kind of handshake, I felt tension between them actually. Then it was my turn, I looked at him in discomfort. Sean and Chris were walking inside the building.

"Thank you Melvin. And If you are fed up because I never told anyone about us..." I start to say. His expression changed to regretful.

"No, stop. I'm being stupid. The past stays where it is" He says then he gives me a smile. " But your welcome. You always meant a lot to me Rosie." The way he said it hints he still has feelings for me. Ugh, but I don't feel anything for him at all. Nothing. We have not seen each other in over a year!

"We will always be friends Melvin, remember that." I said and I hugged him tightly. Then Sean came out to tell me they were waiting.

"She's busy pretty boy" Melvin said joking around as I pulled away from him. I looked at him and told him to chill. Too late, Sean was already coming our way. Why he took that serious, it was not that deep. "Oh shit. What you gunna do homie? Hit me ? Come on, man up boy." Melvin kept saying, this time serious. 

"Shut the fuck up we all know here you can't fight." Sean said trying to go in his face, I was in the middle holding him back. They kept cursing at each other. I kept telling them to stop, I started to get irritated. Then Sean escaped my arms and punched Melvin in his lip. Melvin came up quickly and punched Sean in his right side. Then they started hitting each other. They ended up on the floor. Everything happening so quickly. People started staring.

Chris came out and we both tried separating them. I took Sean away. He was not that messed up, his wound from last week started bleeding again though.

"Race.Tonight.You fucker. South Beach. "Melvin said wiping blood away from his lips and nose. He hoped in his car and hit the gas violently and sped off.

"You have to be fucking kidding me " I said looking Sean and he gave me a confused look. " In-front of the building filled with government people." I was pissed. They were acting so childish. 

I stormed off and walked inside the building, Chris and Sean following. Some guard took us to the 35th floor. There we saw Simmon's secretary, Sarah. She took us to the penthouse where we saw Simmons, sitting down on a couch watching a baseball game with a glass of wine in his hand.

"Glad you guys made it. What took you so long?" He said taking a sip of wine. We almost died out there and he over here drinking wine.

"Some stuff. " Chris said mad, we were all mad at this point, for different reasons. "Rosie, give him the stupid shit we risked our souls for."

I reach my blazer's pocket and nothing, I check the other one and nothing either. Fuck my life.