Chapter 21

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Dally's Pov

All of us were in the living room. Soda and Lyv just got back. I can tell Lyv is hiding something, she's been so distracted. She cleared her throat.

Loki, can I talk to you in private?- Lyv asked, clearly nervous.

Sure as long as you're not pregnant- Loki teased. Lyv laughed.

I can assure you, I'm not pregnant- Lyv to her. They walked towards the kitchen. We couldn't hear what they were saying, but all of a sudden Loki screamed WHAT!

We all jumped as Loki started yelling.

YOU COULDN'T TELL ME THIS BECAUSE...-she shouted at Lyv.

Because you were finally happy. I didn't want you to become depressed again!- Lyv shouted in reply.

Well thank you for that. Now my parents are dead because that stupid heist went wrong and my best friend couldn't even bother to tell me-Loki yelled. The guys and I ran into the kitchen to see both Lyv and Loki in tears. I grabbed Loki and pulled her into a hug.

When's the funeral?- she asked through her tears.

In three days- lyv answered, she too was in tears. My heart broke for the girls. Family was important to both of them and to lose someone like that.

I need to race- Loki mumbled. I looked at her in concern. Lyv smiled.

One drift for old times sake?- Lyv asked. Loki looked at her in surprise.

You hate drift-Loki commented.

But you don't and God knows you need a pick-me up. You guys got an empty hill thats paved with lots of turns? - Lyv asked. The guys exchanged looks.

Old Miller hill. About a mile out of town- Darry answered.

Let's go- the girls said in sync. We all got in someone's car and took off towards Old Miller hill. Twenty minutes we arrived. Loki got out with a carefree smile on her face. Karissa walked to the starting line and said go. Both girls took off, no lead was seen. The first turn came up and Loki managed to get in front. This continued until the final turn when Loki's car fell off the ledge. We all yelled and rushed to were her car had landed. Please don't be dead. Was my only thought.

We pulled her out of the car and...


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