Folding Blind Destiny

Him

 Life's not that deep. You're born, you party, you die. That's pretty much it and I can say I'm pretty good at living my life.

My parents are loaded and I always get what I want from them. 'Cause that's all they're good for anyway. They were never the affectionate type so I'm pleased with what I can get.

I also have tons of friends (and girls, mind you) although I know they like my money more than they like me, but oh well, who cares. I just need someone to party and sleep around with and that's that. Nobody cares about others these days anyway.

To conclude: I love my life and I don't regret any choice I had made...besides maybe some failed hairstyles...yes, I utterly regret those.

* Ain't nobody dope as me I'm dressed so fresh so clean
(So fresh and so clean clean)
Don't you think I'm so sexy I'm dressed so fresh so clean
(So fresh and so clean--*

I was woken up from my thoughts by the sound of my ringing phone. I looked to see who was calling me as I picked up. I growled internally as I started getting annoyed after only reading his name.

"Hey, what's up, dude!", I saluted him 'happily', waiting for the person on the other line to respond.

"ZICO, MY FAVOURITE MAN!!", he shouted into my ear. GOD, how I hated him!

I suppressed a snort hearing the word 'favourite' coming out of that douche's mouth.

Favourite my ass. You hate me just as much as I hate you.

"Stop shouting, Baekhyun!", I chuckled to make it seem like I was in a good mood, "Why did you call?"

"I wanted to tell you to hurry up or else you'll miss the fun here. There are so many hot girls at the club tonight it's unbelievable! And you know...ain't no party without the one who's paying for the drinks, if you know what I mean, haha.", he laughed as if he made the funniest joke in history. Yet he was the joke.

Byun Baekhyun, one of the bastards who pretended to be my friends only to use my money. I hated him the most, yet he was the most useful one because he was the perfect wingman. He'd helped me get any girl I put my eyes on and for that particular reason I couldn't beat the crap out of his sorry ass although I wished to do that every time I saw him.

"I'm on my way, Baekhyun, relax. You know I like driving my baby safely.", I stated as I grabbed the steering wheel better with my left hand.

I was driving my beloved black Porsche Panamera. I got it as a "sorry" gift from my parents for forgetting my 17th birthday. I was not surprised, but not hurt either. I got the car and that was enough for me.

"You might want to rethink what you've just said. Remember that curvy goddess who got yourself a pair of blue balls the other night?"

I gulped. Of course I remembered her: "U-um yeah?"

"She's here tonight as well and I've convinced her to wait for you, but I'm not sure for how long because she has quite a few fans here. Soo it's up to you how fast you'll arrive here.", I imagined him shrugging.

"Alright, just give me a sec and I'll be there. Tell her to wait for me, bye.", I quickly said as I ended the call and sped up to the club.

As much as I loved my car, I loved girls more and I was SO in the mood to get some tonight.

I kept speeding up not minding any driving rules anymore.

And that moment of foolishness was going to cost me more than I could had ever imagined.

What I heard next was the uncontrollable honking of a car, followed by a loud ZBAM!

After that, everything turned black and quiet.