Two racers in Tokyo get into a fake relationship, to keep the one thing that connects them away. Tom's ex and Jordan's cousin, Maria.
To be honest, they hate each other, but it seemed to be the only way out.
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"Wait, you think I'm hot?" I ask Tom. "Obviously, if you were ugly I wouldn't do this. Idiot." "Alright, sorry." I chuckle and look around. "You want a drink?" Tom asks. "Yeah, that's a good idea." He takes my hand and we walk into the kitchen. Tom gets greeted by a few people and then he goes and gets two drinks. While he does so, I feel someone staring at me. I turn around and see a guy, who seems like a wannabe Tom. He has braids too and also wears a bandana and the same baggy clothes. The guy looks like he's about to approach me when Tom came back and slapped my ass. "Excuse you?" I whisper. "Come on, that guy was about to talk to you." "Jealous?" "No! But as you're boyfriend it's my duty to protect you, doll." I roll my eyes and take one of the cups out of his hand. "You didn't drug it, did you?" "Why would I drug you?" "Hell do I know?" I drink a few sips as Tom continues to talk with some people. The guy who's been staring at me, came closer towards us. Tom noticed and pulls me close to him, so that my back is against his chest. He wraps his arms around me. I feel safe in his arms and that scares me. I shouldn't feel safe in his arms. I heard someone say "She's untouchable, damn it." to someone else and it made me giggle. I'm actually untouchable right now.
"I'll go smoke, okay?" I say softly while looking up at Tom, who still has his arms wrapped around me. "Yeah, be careful." He says and let's me go. I walk into the backyard and grab the pack of cigarettes out of my purse. After I sat down on the stairs, I light the cigarette and inhale the smoke. I need this right now. Usually I don't smoke a lot but sometimes it just.. I just need it sometimes. While I was doing so, a woman walks up to me. "You're Jordan right?" "Do I know you?" "No, but I know you." That's unsettling. "How?" "Tom, he shows you off to anyone without shame... Even while I'm present." "And who are you?" "I was his first girlfriend! We were together for nearly three years!" She says, like it should impress me. "So?" "So? You're supposed to be jealous!" "I'm not jealous, but if it makes you happy, he told me about you." "Really?" She says as her eyes light up, "what did he say?" "He told me how perfect you were for him and that he loved you the most." "Really?" "No you stupid cunt! Of course not! Who do you think you are? Just because you've dated him doesn't mean you have to stalk him." "You're the cunt here!" She yells. She yelled so loud that people from inside came out to see what's going on. Of course Tom too. "I'm not the cunt or the problem, you are. I don't care about you or how long you've dated him! He's mine now. You should respect that or I will make you respect it. If I see you one more time then I'll rip your head off and use it to rest my feet on it." "I'm not scared of you! You... bitch." "Wow, that's all you got? I thought you're psychotic crazy but I guess not." "I am!" She screeches. "You should be scared of me. You know why? Because a woman who loves and is the first choice does everything to defend her place. And I won't step down, if you want to fight do it. I ain't scared of you, cunt." "You love him?" "Of course I love him! He's my boyfriend you stupid bitch!"
