Southern Blend Personalities

Chapter 11

As Sean, barely sober enough to drive, threw the Chevy hard into a large curve, he gunned the engine; causing the massive truck's front half to lift and dig for more traction as the humongous tires struggled for grip on the slick mud. He sped after the blue jeep until they both reached the main road and began another unintentional street race. As Sean geared down and sped towards Aaron, the jeep slowly started to drift off into the median. It slowly halted a half mile after hitting the median. Sean jumped down from the Dom and raced towards the jeep. He was then halted when Aaron got out producing a large steel pipe. "Go home you drunk bastard. Leave us alone!" Aaron yelled through his slurred speech. "You're the drunk one Aaron. Just put that down and talk to us." Sean said, trying to defuse the situation. "Bullshit Seanie. I ain't taking to you fuckers!" They're argument soon being interrupted by four large trucks and a crotch rocket coming up behind Sean. Much to his surprise, Jamie and his cowboys from hell seemed to be there for his support. Jamie skidded the bike to a stop while slinging his helmet to the ground to join Sean standing in front of the dominator. Four other large, barrel chested men who were built like trees also joined Sean and Jamie. "Yous outnumbered asshat. Might wanna start talkin'. Don't you try running neither, you just die tired." Jamie said while pausing to spit mid sentence. "Okay jackasses ya got me, I'll talk." Aaron said while dropping the pipe. Sean and his newfound gang of rednecks marched toward Aaron in an all to perfect, movie-esque fashion; stopping about four feet from him. "Aaron, why'd you hit her?" Sean commandingly asked underneath the dim glow of the street lights. Aaron was silent, looking at his hands that were trembling in front of him. After a minute of his trembling he finally muttered, "She ... she didn't submit." He said with a shakiness in his voice while clinching his now stilled hands. Sean began to walk towards Aaron. As he quickly closed the gap, Rose yelled from the truck, "Leave him Seanie. He's not worth it. Let's go." Sean turned to face his new comrades and said to Jamie. "Where the hell did you come from?" "Well man ya know we saw him beatin' on her and we just didn't that was right. We's gonna fuck 'im up if you hadn't beat us ere. I swear to God we was." "Fuckin'-a right Jamie. You may be an ass, but we work well together." Sean said while turning back to walk towards his truck. Aaron wasn't having it he picked up his weapon and ran at Sean full sprint hitting Sean with the pipe. Jamie turned around and punched at the same time to put his weight behind it and knocked Aaron's ass out. One of the barrel chested trees Jamie had brought along leaned over Aaron and yelled, "You got knocked the fugg out!" "Shut up Randy!" Was Jamie's callous response. Sean then uprighted himself clutching his now bleeding, concussed head with both hands. As his vision began to tunnel, he lost consciousness.