"Uhm..." Ember uttered as Max dragged her around the corner of a street and to an amusement park.Why was there even a park here...? She hadn't even seen one around here, honestly.
Max turned at her uncertainty, smiling. "Just trust me."
And he pulled her inside.
Ember's eyes darted around the empty park's sidewalks and coasters, along with the deserted bars and restaurants that were constantly overpriced.
But she gazed up, breath catching when she and Max stopped at a giant roller coaster; the biggest one here.
It had bright, red tracks that looked kind of old and rickety, and the cars were painted a bright white, reminding her of Christmas snow.
She didn't ask him what he was doing when he dragged her through the empty line, just glanced around nervously before saying, "Why is there no one here? It's in the middle of summer... at nine in the morning."
She saw the corner of Max's lips tilt. "Let's just say..." he uttered, "I offered them a donation of sorts."
She rolled her eyes then, knowing whatever he was planning couldn't be good.
When they stepped up the staircase to where the cars were, there were three people standing there: one managing the radio, the other two holding a lever in place.
"Please," the speaker woman said gently, red hair blowing gently in the breeze, "find your seats."
Max dragged Ember straight to the front, strapping her seatbelt first before going to do his.
"I could've done it myself, you know," she stated in annoyance.
He only chuckled.
After the two men who were holding the levers checked their belts, they went back to their positions.
"Check," the speaker woman said, and both of them looked around the track before giving a thumbs up. "Alright," she uttered. "Go!"
They both tugged the levers toward them and Ember yelped when the brakes loosened.
She and Max started rolling down a mini hill before hitting one of those tracks that pulled you up, and she clutched onto her seat in excitement, wondering what this would feel like.
She hadn't been to a park since she was seven; her mom and sister never took her, sadly. Only her father.
Max watched her in amusement as she leaned forward, looking down as they got higher and smiling at the rush the height gave her.
Until they reached about four hundred feet into the sky, and she breathed out a sigh before the brakes let go.
And they were sent forward.
Ember screamed in elation as they launched down toward the ground in matter of seconds, throwing her hands up as they darted back up a hill and down a steeper one.
A hollow feeling developed inside her, and her body reacted to the speed as if she were falling, and she started laughing maniacally as they entered a dark tunnel and came back out again.
Max was watching her the whole time, smirking.
Yeah... Scarlett-his now-dead ex-would've pissed her pants right now.
Ember was special.
He actually paid the park to make them go faster, and even though they were hesitant, they agreed because there were no other riders to take care of.
They actually put boosters on the tracks while Max drove here this morning, to make it faster.
It seemed as if Ember was enjoying herself, though.
She yelled out as they hit a booster, laughing as they darted down another hill and back up one, Ember squealing when they hit the brakes, and then the ride slowed, them entering the little shaded area from which they came.
She was gasping still from the buzz the euphoria gave her, and Max chuckled low as she regained her composure.
When she gazed up, realizing they were back, her shoulders sank. "Awwww man!"
Max smiled over at her. "I paid them to keep the park closed until noon. Whatever you want, we'll do it, only until then, though, okay?" He leaned forward as the brakes hissed. "Wanna go again? And then do something else?"
Her eyes lit like a child. "Yes! Yes! Again!"
He laughed softly, gazing up at the workers. "One more time, please."
They nodded, checked their belts, once more, and pulled the levers, Ember squealing in excitement as they rolled back down to the beginning of the track.
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