~ 𝕮𝖍𝖆𝖕𝖙𝖊𝖗 3 ~ 𝕬

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We quickly increased in speed, in a matter of 5 seconds we were already going 100. It was just a drag race on a long road, and we saw some spectators in the corner of our eyes on the side of the road.

The adrenaline rush was everything. Everything I needed this week. I haven't been on this bike for like an eternity, and it was getting boring.

I love this. I felt the wind flow through my long, white hair.

But all of this was ruined as I heard those damn sirens. My heartbeat was going faster than my bike. I haven't gotten chased by the police in a year or two. And god, it was such a stressful but fun feeling to run from 'em.

I took a quick glance to my side, to see Liam already looking at me. He tilted his head and I already knew what he was suggesting. I nodded, and we went full speed. Ain't no way I'm going to get caught by the cops today. This would be my damn strike, and they'd take away my damn motorcycle! No, even worse, put me in jail!

- блядь. - I murmured under my breath, lane splitting to get as far as I can.

Me and Liam both split separate ways. He went to the highway, whilst I turned to a road that lead to really bumpy terrain. *Shit.*

After I don't know how long, I look at my rear view mirror, and then over my shoulder to see where the cops were. I noticed nobody on my tail. I lost them, or poor Liam is getting chased right now.

I slowed down, driving to the outskirts of the old town that the bumpy road led me through. I saw a little forest, and I decided to take cover for an hour or two there.

I kill the engine, and prop myself up on my elbows on the tank, my breathing slowly slowing down.

***

After 30 minutes, I decided to text Liam from an unknown number.

"Are you alright?"

I got slightly worried as he didn't respond. But I figured he's still running away from the cops.

10 minutes passed.

20 minutes passed.

30 minutes passed.

I've started to get more and more worried with each passing second, Liam wasn't responding and he's on the chase for a good hour and a half now. This feeling is scary, and my stomach twist and turned.

Little note from me: I'm so sorry I haven't been posting in a long time, it's just that I didn't feel all too motivated to write, so I'm sincerely sorry. I'll try to upload daily from now on!

 I'll try to upload daily from now on!

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