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"I'm gonna be winning the biggest fucking cash tonight and you're gonna be the lady next to me," he said as he gripped on the handles of his bike even harder than he was before.

His speed was getting higher. Every time he'd do this my heart would race, so fast you could hear it from a mile away.

"Holy shit!" I screamed making Mac's breaks squeak.

"Mac, I seriously think you need to leave the practicing for another time," I warned him as he almost ran over someone walking by.

Midnight was rising and the streets of New York were getting crowded and crowded by "the gang" or whatever Mac calls it.

"Babe, I told you I'm the boss so you can either shut it or get out my car, your choice but I love it when you come along" he said throwing his hands in the air.

His snapback was placed backwards and his baggy jeans sagged so far that I could definitely see his boxers. That was Mac, he loved the attention he would get, the power.

I sighed and looked away "that's what I fucking thought," he murmured and sped up again.

Asking myself why? The reason I'm with him? Yeah , I have hope one day I wake up and he treats me better and finally realizes my love for him.

"The magical Mac has fucking arrived and he brought his hot ass girlfriend" Richard the host for the races announced.

My heels clicked on the dirty pavements of streets of the famous city of New York. Mac's hand around my waist a little too harsh as all his friends started hugging him or giving him a fist bumps. All eyes were on him.

Girls looked at me with hatred filled eyes probably thinking that being with Mac was the biggest award, and every girl's dream. My heart fell off my chest as he smacked a girls ass making her squeal and smirk at him smugly. He winked at girls while holding me. I wanted to run far away, I wanted to disappear, but I kept my head high and walked smiling at people like I didn't know my boyfriend had just flirt with every girl on the street while I was right next to him.

"Yo mac," Richard called him. Finally, Mac let go off of me.

He walked away as I sat on a corner sipping on a raw alcohol taste. I didn't know what liquor it was but I just wanted to drink the pain away. My eyes scanned the room. Every person distracted either, showing off each other's money, sex, girls, grinding, cars, etc.

My eyes caught a tall figure. I blinked as I stared at the most beautiful human I could've ever looked at. It might sound cliche but goddamn the way he was standing leaning against the wall. His brown chocolate hair pushed back and a cigarette in between his cherry lips with a glass in his left hand. His eyes met mine and he placed down his drink as he took his last puff and threw the cigarette on the floor stepping on it after with his large boots, I could see them. Large, and expensive..Gucci maybe?
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AUTHORS NOTE// HENLOOOO YEHAWWW - all the members of chopped

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