~Hot And Haunting~

•A Ghost Mask?•

•Krisha's POV•

Perfect.

The only word that fits for the view in front of me. My eyes took in the race track, my nose scrunching in from the luring smell of gasoline and my feet, which have a way of their own, are moving towards the long tracks.

It was always like this. The overpowering smell of gasoline and dust together, the cars drifting and racing, crowd cheering, made the adrenaline rush throughout my whole body.

Cars hypnotized me. They lured me towards them, touch them, feel the engine revive from under the seats, just take the steering wheel in control and run away.
Run away from the chaos. My chaotic world.

But I love living the IT LIFE.

The mesmerizing eye contact in between me and the dodge challenger that was standing proud in all its glory was broken by the vibration of my mobile phone in my jacket.

"Someone must be dying or I'm cutting the fucking call.", I shouted in the phone, feeling irritated and disturbed.

Ofcourse they disturbed me! I was having a moment with mí amor.
(My love)

" Are you done?", the voice of my annoying bitch of a bestfriend filled my ears.

"Yes I am.", I said firmly and cut the call.

My phone rang again and ofcourse it is my dearest bestie.

" What is it?", I snapped at her.

"Guess what?", She asked in a extra sweet voice that made me reconsider my previous decision of cutting her call.

"Are you and Ivan breaking up?", I inquired happily. I don't like that nosy motherfucker. He is so damn clingy to Tanvi that I dont get to spend time alone with her anymore.

" I dare you to say that again!", I rolled my eyes at her fake strict voice because she and I both know that I am a tough bitch whereas my bestie is just as sweet as a red chilli. *Note the sarcasm*

"Why did you called me, sweetheart?", I asked her hurriedly, seeing the race about to start soon.

" Guess what? He proposed!!!", the happiness in her voice was so over whelming, that I couldn't help but smile.

"Finally the ugly twat came out of his pussy phase, but yeah congratulations, sweetheart! I'm really very happy for you. But one fuck up by him and I'll cut his small puny off and shove it up his flat ass.", I wished her happily. But Ofcourse its my duty to know if my bestfriend is happy with that rat or not.

She chuckled and gave me a full description of how he proposed her on a beach. The whole time I listened to her, the smile didn't waver off my face. Listening to her feeling all giddy, I couldn't stop myself from thinking about my dry love life. Drier than the Sahara desert.

"And now for the reason I called you is, WE ARE GETTING MARRIED IN THE NEXT MONTH!", She screamed the last part excitedly and my eyes widened in shock.

" What the fucking fuck, girl?", I was shocked to say the least. My bestfriend is getting married. My only bestfriend.
And wait-did she mentioned next month?
WHAT? How will she manage the whole wedding in just a month.

"Yeah baby, I am getting married to the love of my love in the next month. And guess what?", I can't handle any more surprises.

"Its a destination wedding!"
Okay yeah, I survived. This wasn't a shock for me because I knew she would want this. Every girl wants this. Me too.