Chapter 21

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Chapter 21. We made it in a sad way
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Chris and I were driving in the car to his house. We were hanging out for a bit before our big fight we have to go to.

"Man I'm parched, I'm gonna die." he over exaggerated.

"Here's a pop vending machine up ahead."

"Your trainings is easy," Chris laughed. "You run up and shake the machine enough to were you win me a pop."

Chris and I were getting a soda out of a vending machine near his trailer. Once we arrived back to his trailer the rest of the crew was getting ready to drive over. Chris and I were just gonna drive together this time in my truck. Brady's SUV broke down so all of us couldn't ride together. The rest of the group was in two different cars.

"Hey! is this new?" I asked pointing to a freshly new drawn painting.

"Yeah you know me, painting is my hobby man." he smiled.

I looked at the painting I knew Chris was an artist, but I didn't know he was this good. The painting was right next to one with all our friends. But this one was of the two of us holding up a trophy cup in an arena. It was so detailed and looked just like him and me.

"This is amazing," I couldn't believe my eyes. "You're really talented man."

"Well I'm working on another one you'll really enjoy." He took me to the back of his trailer.

Then I couldn't believe it. It was a portrait of Rachel, Brooklynn, and I. We were in a very safe valley. There was trees and valleys everywhere. There were dandelions and roses everywhere. It was beautiful. I was so happy.

"It's not finished as you can tell but all I have left is Rachel's stomach." he laughed.

"Why didn't you finish her stomach?" I was curious.

"Well maybe one day you'll-." he was cut off. "I have to get this sorry."

He left and closed the door. It was about ten minutes of him talking until he came back in the room.

"Hey we got to go," he smiled.

"Why?" I asked.

"Your fight is in thirty minutes they changed the time." he explained. "I'll text the group."

"What do we do about Brooklynn and Lilly?" I asked.

"Shelby said she'll watch them while we're out." he answered.

"That's awfully nice of her." I put out.

We got into my truck. The group was already at the arena. Chris went to the radio and turned it on.

We started to nod to the beat.

"Oh shit." Chris said referring to the song.

"This is badass do you know it?" I asked.

"This was my favorite song at one point." he laughed.

"Early in the morning rising to the street, light me up the cigarette and I'll strap shoes on my feet." We sang in rhythm together.

We were singing "What I got" by Sublime.

We kept driving along and we were almost there. We kept singing a rocking out to the beat. Chris started laughing until I heard a loud tire mark.

"OH SHIT!" He yelled as loud as he could.

"CHRIS!" I yelled.
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My vision was flashing. I saw bright lights everywhere. I had a big ringing in my ear from a car. We were hit bad.

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