DREXEL GENESIS
The feeling was unlike anything I had experienced in my life before. I was overcome with disappointment and a deep sense of deflation as I realised that my chances of winning were gone. The feeling of utter defeat had me feeling like as if an anchor had pulled me down into a dark abyss.
It was too late.
My car was in shambles, unable to make it to the finish line.
"Drex, come out right now. The race is not over yet but still-"
I take my earpiece off and toss it carelessly onto the passenger seat next to me. I lean back, staring blankly at the edge of 'Pride Rock' above me with a glimmer of hopelessness in my dull hazel eyes. A sardonic laugh escapes my lips.
"Pride, what a joke."
I block out everything around me, not even flinching as I hear Kash's car reviving behind me. My body slumps on the seat as I let out a heavy sigh.
Guess I won't be able to face you at all, huh Crimson?
A bitter taste lingers on my tongue as I close my eyes and cover them with my arm, allowing the blood to trickle down my cheek. I lose the will to open them again, ready to fall asleep and wake up to find that it was all just a nightmare. I surrender to the darkness of a bare and lonely place, allowing it to wash over me.
Every thought is clouded with a sense of failure, every movement feels sluggish and uncoordinated. My mind is consumed by regrets and what-ifs, questioning every decision that led to this moment of defeat.
I was a coward for agreeing to this stupid race.
I should have just come clean to Crimson instead of trying to hide behind a competition. Now, I would be seen as a sorry loser in front of her and all of my friends.
"-el!"
Experiencing the loss of a race that meant so much was a new feeling for me. I couldn't help but wonder if Kash had ever felt this way when I had overtaken him in the past.
Did you share the same passion for racing that I did, Kash? Were you familiar with the feelings of disappointment and exhaustion that I was experiencing now?
"-exel!"
Why do I feel like my life is over right now? This suffocating sensation leaves me feeling powerless and helpless, as though all the energy and strength have been sapped from my body. The weight of disappointment was dragging my spirit down and leaving my body to feel heavy and lethargic...Is this what utter defeat feels like?
"DREXEL!"
"You told me remind you to keep on fighting even if you were in the brink of death!"
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