This story is very heavily inspired by My Living Nightmare.. I just read it and decided to do my own spin on it. Hope yall enjoy!
My best friend and I just moved to Japan. We moved all the way from Florida, and we're pretty tired from the time zone changes, also known as jet lag. Me and Jenna collapsed on the floor of our new apartment. We had dreamed of living together since we were little. "We finally did it." Jenna smiled as she looked at me.
"Yeah, we finally did." I smiled back. We looked at each other and squealed.
I happily got up and started caring the boxes labeled mine that were piled up in the living room to my room. About an hour and a half into me unpacking Jenna comes into my room with a flyer in her hand. "Lina! Guess what they're doing!!" She squealed obviously overly excited over what was written on the flyer. I read it, and my eyes widened. "Holy shit! A race? Here?!"
"Yes!! Oh god, remember the races we used to go to when we were kids!"
I smiled at the nostalgia of her comment. She and I used to go with her dad to these car shows and races when we were 10. We absolutely loved it it was so exciting hearing the cars whipping past us and the screeching of tires and breaks as they came to a sudden stop.
"Can we go, please?" Jenna pleaded
I sighed and looked at all the unpacked boxes. "I mean.. we just got here, and we're exhausted. Plus, we have all this unpacking to do.." I said silently
Jenna groaned to herself "please Lina!"! She said as she tugged my arm softly while jumping up and down
"Fine, fine, we'll go! " I said while smiling. Jenna instantly squealed. I laughed to myself as she ran out the room screaming: "I need to find something cute to wear!!"
I sat on the single chair we had in the box cluttered living room and waited for Jenna to finish dressing. I had thrown on a white long-sleeved crop top with high waisted bleached jeans. My hair was pulled back into a ponytail, leaving two strands out. Jenna walked out wearing a short black skirt and a white long-sleeved shirt tucked into the skirt.
"Well, if I knew you'd copy my shirt, I'd change." I laughed as she walked out. She tscked at me and crossed her arms "your not gonna wear anything more revealing?" She asked
"What? No, why would I it's just a car race.." I said, and she rolled her eyes.
We headed out and started walking to where the race was gonna be. The city was quiet and when we reached the place it was odly... empty? "Are we early?" I asked Jenna, who reached into her pocket, pulling out her phone.
"It's 2:30. The race starts at 3, so I guess we can just wait here?" She shrugged. It was kind of cold but not too cold to where I was uncomfortable with being outside. I sat on the curb as Jenna began to walk further into the car garage. Around 5 minutes later, she came racing down, panting, trying to yell for me. "LI-LINA," she yelled in between breaths. She stopped in front of me. "There's these," she panted again. "Beautiful cars up there." She started running back up the ramp, and I followed suit. As we ran up the ramp and turned the corner, I immediately ran into Jenna, who decided to stop in front of me. "Why would you -"
"Look.."
She pointed at the only cars that were parked in the garage. One is black with tinted windows that you can't see into at all. The other was a cherry red. They both looked like expensive custom race cars. We both looked at each other and smiled, but then Jenna ran up to them. "Jenna.. Jenna! Where.. what are you doing?" I said, standing in the same spot I was.
"Checking out the cars.. I mean, they're not on, so the driver must not be in them.. I'm not gonna touch them. I just want a closer look, " she said before she reached the cars. She looked into the cars whose windows were heavily tinted. She smiled at the designs on them. The striking red flame on the side of the black car. And beautiful, deep, almost a bloody red color the other car had. As she looked at the red car, the drivers window rolled down. She jumped at the sudden action. "Hey there," a man with long black hair with white stripes in it said with a cute smile. Jenna smiled back "hi"
I looked at the car, still in the same spot I was, and noticed Jenna talking to the driver. I walked up to her and stood close to her. "Who's that?" I asked her quietly
"I'm Bill," the driver answered for Jenna. "And you are?" He asked. His voice was high-pitched yet still manly in a way. He had black eyeliner on around his eyes, which made his eyes look big and small at the same time. "That's none of yo -"
"Lina," Jenna answered for me
I looked at her and furrowed my eyebrows. She nudged me in the arm with her elbow.
"Nice to meet you, Lina." He smiled. The way he smiled kinda creeped me out like there was something behind it. "Bill was telling me how he was in a gang. Not just any gang but the most dangerous gang in Tokyo." Jenna said with a big smile on her face. Jenna was a big risk taker, the complete opposite of me.
I looked at her like she was stupid. "What?"
"It's true, my brother Tom is the leader." He said as he pointed to the car behind us that we were leaning against. I immediately leaned off the car. I looked into the window, but I couldn't see anything with how tinted it was. Then I immediately turned around, realizing he could probably see me staring.
"Would you like to ride passengers in the race?" Bill asked Jenna.
Jenna immediately jumped up and down squealing "Yes I would love to!"
As she said that Bill got out of the car and then the driver in the black car stepped out too. He was wearing sunglasses, a black sweater and his hair was in cornrows he had a black bandana around his forhead. I looked over at him and noticed his lip ring as he smirked at me. His smirk made my skin crawl. Just then, I was hit on my side by the passenger door when this blonde bimbo Japanese girl with small tit's hopped out. Her hair was pulled back into two pigtails, and you could obviously tell her hair was dyed blonde with her brown roots showing. She had on a skimpy outfit, and she was skin and bones like all Japanese women. Tom grabbed the girl by the waist and gave her a sloppy kiss. I cringed as I saw it and looked away.
Jenna and Bill were still talking as Tom walked up to us. "Hey," he said, his tone cold. I looked up at him to find he was talking to me. "Hi?" I answered.
"Whats your name?"
"Why?" I answered back with an attitude. He closed his mouth, and his eyes narrowed. I noticed Bill putting his hand on Tom's arm, but Tom pulled away and stepped closer to me.
"I can't know your name?"
"It's Lina," Jenna answered for me again. I turned and looked at her in disbelief. "Please stop giving my name to strangers," I whispered.
"Lina.." He said back. His German accent made my name sound different. "I'm Tom Kaulitz, and this is my brother Bill Kaulitz."
I looked at Bill, who was standing behind Tom now. He was taller than Tom, but you could tell Tom was older.
"Tom.. the race is gonna start soon. We need to get out there." He said, and that's when I actually noticed the sound of people under the car garage.
"You coming?" Bill asked Jenna
"Of course," she said excitedly.
"I- Jenna.. Are you just gonna leave me here?" I said as she got into the passenger side of Bills car. "Well, you could ride with me," Tom said as he crept up behind me, making me move from behind him. But as he said that, the blonde bimbo girl came up behind him whining, "But Tomiii, I always ride passengerrrr." The way she dragged her words pissed me off.
"Well, maybe I want something different," He said sternly while turning his back to her. The girl looked at me coldly and crossed her arms. "So what do you say?"
"No. I'm good." Even though I loved races and cars, I just didn't feel safe getting in that car with him.
"Oh, come on. Do you know how many girls would kill to be in this car?" He laughed a bit.
"And? I said no. You can't make me get in there." I spat back at him
His eyes narrowed again as he brought his hand up like he wanted to strike me, but he brought it back to his side. "Whatever," he said back, and he walked around the car, getting in the drivers side. The blonde bimbo got in as Tom started speeding off, not caring if she was fully in or not.
I walked out of the car garage and saw 4 cars lined up, all reving their engines. A girl stood in between the cars with her arms in the air. "Ready." She yelled as she swayed her hips to the side. The cars reved again. "Set." Another rev.
"Go!" Her arms flew down, and the cars were off.
