Jade drove around Times Square on her brand new matte black Lamborghini motorcycle. She wore a tinted black snake skin leather helmet to shield her face from her fellow human peers.
She could hear the police sirens and the helicopters as she drove farther away from the city. Jade didn't know what went wrong. It seemed as if she had a witness to her last murder.
She needed to get as far away as possible.
Jade felt so damn stupid she now knew she should have listened to Winter. Jade couldn't stop thinking of him. She was so upset with herself that she had to leave him. She found love in such short time and it was taken away by a stupid mistake.
Jade picked up her speed and made a sharp right turn. She was heading for the bridge. It would lifting in two minuets and she had to make it to the other side before it did.
Jade picked up her speed from 120 to 140 in only a few seconds. She heard the bell of the bridge as she turned another corner, she was now in eyes view of the bridge.
"Come on baby pick it up" Jade whispered, supposedly speaking to her bike.
She kicked from 140 to 170 in a short matter of seconds. At almost 200 mph she popped a wheelie to reduce to pressure put on the front tire. Jade was now on the bridge as it raised higher and higher. She slowed down to 160 so her landing wouldn't be so rough. She was now a half mile from the jump. She reduced her speed to 150 as she made the jump.
Jade barely landed on her bike. She picked her speed back up and rode off as far as she could.
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Get off my back (COMPLETED)
Mystère / ThrillerJade Black. A foster child. Jade is a sixteen year old foster child. Tired of being neglected and abused by her foster parents she resorts to the only thing left to do; Murder. With the blood on her hands and no where to go Jade becomes a runaway...
