She's Mine (ON HOLD)

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We pulled into the rally and it was all big scary guys who looked like they would rape you, and a bunch of strippers. We hopped off the bike and he immediately grabbed me by my arm like I was about to fall off a cliff and he dragged me to a table. "Ow! Do you have to hold me so tightly?!?!" I yelled at him as we weaved threw all the drunken people.

"Shut up, sit down don't talk to anyone and don't look at anyone, oh, and most importantly, don't die or drink any alcohol." He said this slowly like I was a 2 year old and he looked right into my soul, he then patted my head as if I was a dog to him and left.

I was sitting for what felt like years while Ryan went to enter himself in the race for $5,000, I was told to look at nothing but the floor which is kinda dumb so I just let my eyes wander. Wow. Hot. Guy. At. 4:00. I turned my head and waved to him and he walked over to me, he was a tall blond man with big brown eyes and a muscular figure. "Hey baby I'm Chase what do you say we get out of here once I win this race?" He had a smirk on his face like he had done this thousands of times and I was just another one of his hoes.

Oh great here come Ryan! Yay! This is awesome! "Get the fuck away from my girlfriend, or I'll shoot your grandma and make you suck my dick!" He was so mad, but I could've handled this all on my own without his help. He grabbed me by my shirt and pulled me away, at the pace he was at I thought I was being dragged behind his motorcycle at full speed! Wow! He! Can! Flex! I drooled staring at his arm muscles as he pulled me away from the hottie who looked like a hobo compared to Ryan. He sat me down next to him and repeated the rules that he said to me earlier. "Now repeat what I just said."

"No looking, no drinking, no dying, no blah blah blah, I got it I got it ok." I said pouting a little he noticed this and pecked me on the forehead saying now that's a good Jessica, then Jane arrived with the new girl Beyoncé. "Finally you made it the race is just about to start."

"Ok, we're going to get a drink. Do you want one?" Jane asked.

"No I'm not allowed to have one according to Mr. Bossy Pants. He said I'm not even allowed to look at anything or anyone!"

"Well your already breaking that rule so I'll just go get you a drink, how does OJ sound?" She asked me this because she knows I don't really like to drink alcohol.

"Yes please!"

"Ok, follow me Beyoncé!" And with that they left leaving me alone once more.

Once they came back with their beers and my OJ the race started. Then Chase walked back over to me "Remember, I'm winning this race for you sweetheart." It sent a cold chill down my back as he called me his sweetheart.

"Who's that hunk of hot?!?!" Jane and Beyoncé asked at the same time.

"I don't know but I think his name was Chase." I said to them as they stared at me with bulging eyeballs.

"OK RACERS I HOPE YOU HAVE YOUR EYES ON YOUR PRIZE GIRLS AND YOUR MONEY READY!!!" The big fat man boomed through the speakers loudly.

"What are prize girls?" I looked at Jane.

"They are girls who get to kiss the winner and then get taken home by them for the winners to do as they please to them. So they are pretty much a bunch of sluts hopping to get lucky." Beyoncé said.

"How do yo-" she then cut Jane and I both off.

"My uncle used to race when he was young and in need of money for his drugs." She said.

"Oh." Was all Jane and I said. Us girls payed no attention to who won the race so when Ryan came back saying he needed to take the money home and hide it we were all surprised.

"Sir, since you were the winner again who will your prize girl be this time?" The fat man said coming up to us. When he said this to Ryan I crinkled up my nose in disgust and looked at Ryan like I would be sick.

"Well that girl in the red looks pretty hot, she would probably be an easy fuck to, but then you got the girl in the black bikini! So I guess I'll go with her." At this point I was looking at both of the girls he mentioned and they were both really pretty. When I turned to look at him his finger was pointing to me. "Yeah this one will do." He was still pointing at me, I wonder why. Ooooooohhhhhhhhhhh, he is picking me for his prize girl. WAIT, WHAT, NO HE IS NOT!!!!!

"I'm not a pri-" he cut me off by pulling me away.

"What the fuck Jess! What are you trying to do get us both shot!" He yelled at me, that's when I took another sip of my OJ and passed out right there at the rally! "Oh shit what just happened?!?!"

Ryan's POV

"What the fuck Jess! What are you trying to do get us both shot!" I yelled at her, that's when she took another sip of her OJ and passed out right there at the rally! "Oh shit what just happened?!?!" Omfg what just happened, I looked at her lying there on the floor while her OJ was spilled everywhere fizzing up and bubbling, wait OJ can't fizz up like soda. I looked closely at the drink then took a sip of what was left. Shit someone drugged her, I took some ice water and poured it all over her until she woke up.

"Omt ifs a tat!!!" She yelled