Fanfic: In The Fast Lane

40: we can't

Author's Note: Hey again! First off, y'all should go follow my OFFICIAL In the Fast Lane Instagram page ( ezziesharley ) I post sneak peeks, edits, hopefully I'll start posting other stuff such as voice actors, theme songs, etc. So yeah, go check that out! Speaking of which, I have posted mini-bios of my ocs on there with little aesthetic boards for them (the main/important ocs that is) On Dez's, Charle's and Ryan's there have been small changes in age due to the fact that my timeline wouldn't make sense if it wasn't changed. So there's that.

Oh, and can you believe this the FORTYITH chapter!? I can't! We have officially passed the chapters that I had been planning for a YEAR! There are of course stuff here that I have been planning, but there is also stuff that just kind of happens. Smokey's addition is a great example of that! Wasn't planned, but I'm glad I did it! Anyways, a couple major scenes that have yet to come have also been in the works for a while now *cough* ch. 41 *cough* but you know what I mean. I've finally caught up with myself.

Again, thanks for reading, I love hearing y'alls feedback and seeing how many views this gets. This story is honestly keeping my sanity tied down to earth. It is my comfort and stress reliever. Y'all have no idea how much writing this story has helped me. So for that, thank you.

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Chapter 40: We Can't

"Bitch.." Ryan watched the black Corvette disappear around the corner as he muttered away and went for another drink, only to realize his cup was empty. "God, I hate her." Smokey gave Ryan a sideways glance.

"Hate's a strong word, Lee," He said while watching for his reaction.

"Good." He asked a passing waitress for another drink as she drove by and Smokey scoffed.

"So there's obviously some history between you two." Ryan nodded and refused to look at the old truck.

"I'd like to keep it like that." Ryan then glared at Smokey. "Between us. And in the past." The waitress came back with his fourth drink. Losing herself in her thoughts, Harley was completely zoned out of their conversation.

"You sure?" Smokey egged on.

"I'm pretty damn sure." Ryan sipped at his drink then glanced over at Harley, "Hey kid, you good?" She suddenly snapped out of her trance and looked over at the other two.

"What? Yeah. I'm... totally fine." Ryan knew better than to believe her, but with the memory of his first racer and his death along with the appearance of Dez, he was done with stories.

"Hm.." he then went back to his drink.

"You know what?" Harley suddenly spoke up, "I've had, like 5 gallons of water to drink, I'll be right back" Ryan scoffed and rolled his eyes.

"Be quick, we'll be leaving soon." Harley glanced at his drink then back up to him. In her mind, she figured they wouldn't be leaving for a while.

Disappearing into the bathroom, Harley was quiet. She even put herself into neutral to make as little noise as possible. The words Dez spoke kept echoing in her mind.

'And then he broke out..' Being filled with terror, Harley stared at herself in the mirror. It couldn't be true. He could not be out.

"I see you took my advice." Came a voice at the door. Harley quickly spun around and saw her only exit blocked by a black paint job. Harley's eyes were wide, yet her eye rims were furrowed. She had a look of panic mixed with fear. "Hey, hey, calm down. Relax, kid, it's just you and me here." Harley reversed slightly and Dez sighed. "You dropped the name, didn't you?"