Heart

Chapter Twenty-One

Now she's all over me it's like I paid for it
I paid for it, I'm gonna pay for this
- Harry Styles

+ Daytona +

I stared at the BMW crossing the finish line, before hopping off of the bleachers. I walked towards my garage, my anger was still high. I pushed through my garage, and looked down at the paper. My last race is tomorrow, and then I'll be the winner of the women's division. D'Angelo's last race is also tomorrow, and hopefully he loses. I watched him back his car into the garage, and get out. He stood there, in sweatpants and a T-shirt, holding his car keys. I faced toward my car, feeling his eyes on me.

My phone started ringing, and I looked down to see who was calling. Maddox. I smiled, picking up my phone. I could hear a dog barking in the background, and what sounded like glass breaking.

"Maddox?" I asked, before the heavy breathing started. I swallowed the lump in my throat, looking over to see D'Angelo staring at me.

"Daytona?" He groaned in pain, and I felt my whole body freeze. My hands shook, as I gripped onto my phone against my ear.

This can't be happening.

"There are men here." He whispered, grunting. I clenched my jaw, running my hands through my hair. I put my phone on speaker, walking over to D'Angelo.

"Give me your phone." I clenched my jaw, and he handed it to me, his eyebrows furrowed. I walked back to my section, sitting my phone in my car. I paced back and forth, listening to Maddox breathe.

"Where is Marco?" I asked, typing in the phone number to D'Angelo's phone.

"He's hiding with Abu. I'm with Yomar, something about us being psycho paths or whatever." D'Angelo clenched his jaw, standing next to me. I listened to D'Angelo's phone ring, and waited for the phone to pick up.

"Hello, this is Harley Willows." I heard her yawn, and I know I just woke her up. I felt my breathing increase, as I tried to figure out what to say.

"I need you to send men to the Italian mafia's house. They are under attack." I spoke, holding the phone up to my ear and pacing back and forth.

"Bullet?" Harley's voice spoke, and I grunted.

"Yes. Zero, Three, Zero, Five." I said the code, and heard her get up. I heard footsteps, and she yelled at Nick.

"Okay, Maddox, there are people coming to help you." I spoke, my voice shaky. I felt a hand on my waist, and I pushed him off.

"This is all your fucking fault!" I yelled, hitting his chest as the tears brimming my eyes. I swallowed the lump that was sitting in my throat, and held onto my cross necklace.

Please get there in time.

"Men are on the way, I need you to breathe, Daytona." I heard Harley's motherly voice. I felt my mind race with anxiety, and panic.

"Daytona, I love you." I heard my brother say, before hearing Yomar's voice.

"I love you too." I responded, my voice shaky, as I listened to Yomar.

"We have to hold them off. The kids." Yomar grunted, and I covered my mouth with my hand.

"How long?" I asked Harley, feeling my anxiety only get worse.

"Ten minutes." She gritted, typing on a computer. I looked to see D'Angelo sitting there with his jaw clenched.

"This is all my fault." He muttered, taking a step back. I glared at him, nothing but hate and anger in my blood.