Pink Mist (Unedited, Completed)

BURNT RUBBER

It seems as if the sun came up earlier today... I feel tired, not really wanting to get out of bed. If I could I would really just stay inside drinking some coffee and reading a book while petting my dog. Unfortunately, I can't afford this. I need to start looking for a job as soon as possible. This time I have decided to get out and look around the neighborhood to see if there are any job offerings instead of searching on the web. But first, Angus needs a small walk before leaving. While I was walking him I thought that it would be better if I took my bike for a stroll before going job searching. It's been a week since I have ridden my love and it would definitely make me feel better and more relaxed.

When I got home I quickly put some water and food to Angus, I really don't know for how long I'll be gone and my little friend has always been a bit greedy when it comes to food. I wear some jeans and a black LinkinPark shirt, putting on my biker's boots and grabbing my helmet while thinking to my self if I should wear a jacket or something. In the last minute I decide that I must wear my leather jacket, it isn't summer anymore... As soon as I got out of the door I stumbled upon Adam.

"Hey neighbor." I smile at him while I trying to lock the door.

"Hey, going somewhere?"

"Just taking my bike for a spin, want a ride?"

"If I knew I would definitely take advantage of your offer but unfortunately my friend's coming to get me." He seems sincerely disappointed by this.

"Another time maybe." I wink at him and rush to the stairs while I feel him rushing behind me.

He rushes to the door and keeps it open for me to pass. I find myself feeling uncomfortable to his gentle gesture since I've never really dealt with that kind of men. I smile at him approvingly, I don't want to make him feel bad or anything.

"Thank you kind sir!"

"You're welcome milady!"

I get outside and climb upon my motorbike as I release my hair in order to wear the helmet. With the corner of my eye I see Adam still standing there looking at me. I turn around and eye him.

"Want to have drinks some time?" he asks hesitantly.

"Sure, we'll arrange it during the week." I say without thinking too much.

I turn on the engine and make my bike roar before releasing the break leaving behind me Adam and the passers by. The feeling on the bike is so freeing! I count my every move with precision and start going even faster between the lanes. I can see the lights on the road changing fast. I have to stop to a red light sighing. I really need to race with someone! I can hear a car drifting a few blocks away from where I am.

 It mustn't be too close to me. The light changes and for once more I start going as fast as possible as if I had somewhere really important to get to. I decided to turn right and head towards downtown Manhattan when the drifting car comes and blocks my way. I hold the break as almost ripping it off from the bike while I drift on the side to avoid a black 1967 Impala.

"HEY ASSHOLE!" I scream on the top of my lungs while opening the glass of my helmet seriously pissed off. The driver doesn't stop, if anything, he accelerates leaving behind only the burned rubber on the asphalt. Of course I wouldn't leave that Jerk like that! I make the engine of my motorbike scream, tailing the car as fast as possible. I pass between cars, moving fast from left to right for a brief time when I find myself behind the Impala. 

I'm really furious with that guy. How can he be so inconsiderate?! I see him looking from his rare mirror back at me. I'm really glad he cannot see me; the black glass of my helmet can only show an outline of my face. From the shape of his eyes I can see he's smiling. While I'm thinking to myself what the hell he's doing he accelerates for once more. I don't back down. I let him take a turn while I go through an alley improvising a shortcut.