Circuit of Evil [Formula 1]

19 the past

I looked into the rear mirror, to see the girl crying on the backseat. I stared at her for a while till the driver coughed. 'Sir?' He asked me in Spanish. I looked at him sideways. 'Si?' I asked him. 'What are we going to do with the girl?'he asked me. I peeked over my shoulder and then returned my gaze to him. 'Nothing till we hear from the client.' I replied to him. I leaned forward and opened the glovebox. I took out the the beretta 92fs. I wiped my hand over the texture of the gun, I laid there gun down in my right hand. My finger slides over the trigger. It's a reliable piece of metal. I stared at the gun and then leaned back against the seat. I took a deep breath. 'Fucking hate this man.' Rodriquez replied to me. 'You chose for this job. Now you're going to finish it.' I assured him and then put the handgun in my holster and I turned on the radio.
Rodriquez gulped and he focused back on the road. The girl stared out of the window while we drove to the airport. She had a huge cut on her face thanks to me. I didn't regret it, but I did feel sorry for her. I was doing where the client paid me for. And now there was 30 million euros on the line. Those 30 million was not to dump her somewhere in a dark basement but to make a woman out of her. And I needed the 30 million to get out of the country and move to Bosnia. It was another 4 hour drive and Rodriquez yawned a little. 'Why so far away!' He complained. 'Just pull over at the next gas station smoke a cigarette, drink a red bull. I do not fucking care.' I growled at him. 'Alright, alright.' He said. It was another 5 km before we arrived at a gas station.
While Rodriquez was filling up the car I took the girl out. And took her inside. I went to the cold drink aisle. She didn't say a word and stood next to me. I grabbed 4 cans of cold red bull and she silently looked at me. 'You want anything princesa? She didn't reply and grabbed an iced coffee. I grabbed a few snacks and threw them on the counter. The cashier looked at me and then started scanning the products. I shot a gaze at Rodriquez. 'Also pump 5.' I informed the cashier.
'That will €88,55.' The cashier mumbled.
I grabbed my wallet and took a €100 bil and handed it to me. He grabbed the change and gave it to me. She grabbed a few of the snacks and drinks and walked out in front of me back to the car. She got in and Rodriquez looked at me. I shot him a gaze and then got back into the car. He walked around the car and got in. She opened her iced coffee and took a sip. She handed Rodriquez his Redbull he begged for. And he opened the can, and took a sip. He placed it into the cup holder and focused back on the road.'Man I don't know if can drive for so long.'
'Then we'll switch.' I said annoyedly. 'Pull over.' I then said to him. 'Señor?'
'Do it.' I ordered him. Rodriquez looked into his mirrors before pulling the car over on the side of the road. I got out and watched cars droge by when it felt like nothing approached, I looked at a ditch that was alongside this road. Rodriquez had gotten out too and went over to my side. 'Gracias.' He thanked me. I turned around and then pulled my gun out. And pinned him against the car. And I then held the barrel against his head. 'When I tell you to do something you, do it without complaining!' I barked at him. And of pulled him off the car. Then I pulled the trigger and let him fall in the ditch. I then quickly hid the gun back in its holster and walked over to the driver's side. Maddy was crying and screaming. I sat down behind the wheel and turned the Volkswagen gti on.

I turned the volume of the radio up and merged back onto the road. I watched cars from the opposite direction drive by and and now many seconds later a police car with sirens and emergency lights raced by. 'You're a monster, killing your own men.' Maddy then said to me.
'He got underneath me skin.' I grinned. 'Then you kill him? He has a family too!' She barked at me.
'Yeah yeah family. Till they abandon you like you're some piece of shit.' I replied to her. 'Did that happen to you?' She then asked me. I angrily squeezed my hands around the steering wheel. 'Shut up, or I'll make you shut up.' I growled.
She grunted. 'Seems like you're hurt.' She then said to me. That little shit wanted to make me angry? When I am angry I do bad stuff to innocent people. Like her. 'I'm not hurt.' I growled back at her. 'Somehow you're.' She then said to me. 'What happened? You can't just become a criminal.' She said to me. I licked my lips. 'Come and sit next to me. I'll tell you.' I then assured her. 'Oh okay.' She said and looked around. I waited for her to come hit she awkwardly looked around. 'Where are you waiting for then?' I asked her. 'Uhm, aren't you going to pull over?'
'Nope.' I replied. She then sighed and started to crawl over the handbrake and all. She then finally plopped onto the seat and she immediately buckled her seatbelt. 'That went pretty flawless.' She said sarcastically. 'So what happened?'
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I was 13 when my mother got diagnosed with metastatic lung cancer. She had promised me she'd be there for me when I went to college but the sickness took away der strength so she'd stayed in her room whole day.. I sat at the dining table with a book and notebook in front of my nose. My little sister was playing on the floor next to me with her toy horses. I looked down at the exercises and then sighed loudly. I sat back and laid my hand on my forehead. I had an enormous headache and I felt warm. 'Manuel can you help me?' My sister Sasha asked. I looked down at her and nodded. I got off the chair and walked over to her. 'Can you tie my hair up. I can't see what I'm doing.' She complained. I grabbed a haarband from the table. And knelt down behind her. I tired her hair into a knot. And gave her a pet on her shoulder. 'Done.' I said to her. 'Thank you.' She said with a grateful tone. When I stood up. I heard my father coming back from work. He threw his bag across the room and angrily sat down on the couch. 'Get me a beer.' He demanded. I stood up and walked over to the fridge. I opened it carefully and got it out. I searched something to open the bottle with. But there was only a lighter, but that would help also. I popped it open and walked to my dad. I handed it to him. He didn't even thank me and just stared at the tv. I walked away from him. That's when Sasha stood up and walked over to him. 'Daddy when are you going to make diner?' She asked him. My father placed his beer down onto the coffee table and lifted Sasha up onto his lap. 'Soon baby.' He then said to her. He then looked at me. I turned my head away and went to my mothers room. My mother was so sick she stayed in the guest bedroom. My father told me she was dead already. She laid onto her back with her hands on her belly. I sat down on the side of her bed. And rested my head into my hands. 'Manuel is that you?' She asked her voice was so weak it was almost a whisper. 'Yes mommy.' I assured her. She lifted her arm up and laid her hand on my shoulder. 'I'm so proud of you.' She said. I grabbed her hand that she had laid down on my shoulder and massaged it. I then crawled in her bed. And hugged her, I rested my head onto her chest and closed my eyes.
The next day
I woke up early in the morning and prepared Sasha's, mom and dad's breakfast before going to school. 'Manuel Manuel!' My friend Joshua greeted. 'Come with me.' He said as he grabbed my wrist and dragged me to an alley. 'We've to go to school man!' I protested. 'Yeah but you've to see what Marcel had found.' He laughed a little. I followed him to Marcel's place. Marcel was smoking cigarette. Marcel was well known for his bad behaviour and his criminal background. The man was 19 years old and when we always came back from school we hang out at the park with him. Marcel greeted me. 'Today we'll make a real man out of you two.' He laughed as he held his hand on my back and led me upstairs. When we came to a bedroom. Marcel had locked a girl inside. 'What is this?' I asked Marcel. 'You do not like it? This is the whore who rejected you. Isn't she?' He laughed. 'Yeah but why is she here?' I asked. Marcel closed the door in front of me.
'I kidnapped her when she was walking to school.' Marcel told me. 'But why? She's innocent.' I told him. 'No she isn't.' Marcel said. He then opened the door and let Joshua wait outside of the room. 'Come on Manuel she's yours.' He pushed me towards the bed. When I looked at the girl I could see the fear in her eyes. 'She's 15 Marcel.' I told him. 'So what?' Marcel asked as he started to unbuckle his belt. 'You want me to start or should we both fill up every hole in her body?' He grinned. 'No. This is wrong.' I said to him. 'What does your moms medication cost? I know your father gambles all your family's money. What if I give you €150?' He asked me. I fell silent for a moment. I could buy my mother's medication and maybe afford dinner for Sasha. 'I want the €150. First.' I told him. Marcel laughed and grabbed his wallet from his back pocket. He grabbed three €50 bills and handed it to me. He then gave me a slap against my back. 'Hold her while we do it.' He then said to me. I nodded when I hid the money in my pocket. And walked over to the bed. She started crying and I grabbed her and pushed her down against the bed. 'Good?' I asked him.
When Marcel was taking his time with her she tried to resist but I kept her pinned against the mattress.
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When we were finished I immediately left the room with the feeling of regret and Marcel followed me and grabbed me by my shoulder. 'My man lost his virginity now you're a fucking man.' He congratulated me. I didn't feel like to be congratulated, I had just raped a girl because I was getting paid. 'Manuel you keep your mouth shut of what we do here? Do you understand?' Marcel then said. 'Yes I do.' I assured him. 'Good boy.' He grimaced.
I didn't know what Marcel would to her but I hoped he'd let go. She didn't deserve this and I felt guilt. I then immediately rushed down stairs and pushed Joshua out of my way. 'What's wrong Manuel?' He asked as he followed me. 'This is wrong!' I snapped at him. 'Come oh man. She's slut she wouldn't even care.' Joshua laughed. 'You do not know that!' I snapped at him again. 'She's 15!' I freaked out. 'So what? You did her too. It's not like you wouldn't anything for payment.' Joshua laughed. 'Because you want to keep your mommy alive.' He made crying noises. 'Because you're a big cry baby!' He laughed at me. I started to get angry and I looked around the alley. I found myself a crowbar lying in a dumpster. 'What if Marcel took your little Sasha and pays you €250 would you still do it? Because I know you will.' He started to crawl underneath my skin. 'You'd fuck your own sister.' He laughed and I moved my hand towards the crowbar. I touched the cold metal and tightened my grip around the crowbar. 'You and I are like Marcel we do not belong in school we belong to do this kind of stuff. Sell drugs to people to buy ourself some food.' When he said that I turned around and smashed the crowbar against his head. Knocking him off his feet. I got on top of him and kept smashing it till blood was scattered all over the ground. 'You're a little fucker.' I growled at him. But Joshua didn't reply at me. His body shook and then stopped. He didn't reply. I looked at the crowbar in my hands I was startled and threw the crowbar on the ground next to me. Marcel stood there clapping in his hands. 'Good job. Manuel. I knew you had it in you.' He said. He then had taken the girl outside with him. He threw her also on the ground. 'What are you doing?' I asked him. 'Need to destroy the evidence.' He laughed. The girl was crying as she fell next to Joshua's lifeless body. 'Kill her too.'  He said to me. I looked at her and shook my head. 'I do not hit girls, that's cowardly.' I replied to him. 'You've already raped her you're a coward. But that doesn't matter.' He grinned.
'I'm sorry.' I said to her. I decided to smash the crowbar against her sleep so she would be unconscious.

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It was dark already and I stood in the pharmacy. I asked for the medication I needed for mom.  And when I bought it for €111,15 cents I bought some cake for Sasha. I returned home, finding Sasha crying on the floor with her favourite toy in her arms. I put down the cake and the medication. And knelt down in front her. 'Sasha what happened?' I asked her. 'Daddy slapped me, mom heard it and she is fighting  by with dad in her bedroom.'

I gave her a kiss on her little cheek and stood up. I could hear my dad beating her up. I opened the door and he slapped her twice in the face. I then grabbed a vase from the cabinet and smashed in into the back of his head. My father collapsed to the ground and tried to climb back onto his feet. I then kicked him against his waist so he'd fall over onto his back. 'Manuel!'
I then kicked him again and started punching him in the face. But suddenly I could hear the sound of sirens and the police bashed into our room. They pulled me off my father and pinned me against my moms bed. They cuffed me and pulled me back onto my feet. And took me to one of the police cars parked outside. I saw my neighbour Angela standing there shocked with a mobile phone in her right hand. She was the mother of the girl I had murdered. They took me to the police station where I eventually stayed for the evening. Sasha was taken to a foster family after I got my sentence of 3 years in prison. Eventually Marcel got arrested and I was released for being not guilty. But I had no home, no place to go. So I found myself knocking on the door of a local drug business and volunteered as drugs courier.

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