Pitbabeseason2 Stories

But North I-" "What do you not get? You were never there. When I needed you the most. When I was dying. You were not there. Now I don't give a damn about what you feel or what I feel. You left me... And I can't forgive that this easily... Get that in your head" Was this the end of the "us" Sonic had finally started thinking they can build. ********* They were thunder and lightning, North on the track, Sonic on the sidelines with stitches of gold and dreams louder than engines. Best friends, ride or die, the kind of bond you swear the universe carved in chrome and fire. Sonic dreamed of fashion, not fame. He wanted to be the best-dressed racer in a world of grease and grit. North just wanted to feel the wind and win. But life shifted gears when Sonic left for Paris, chasing beauty in a city that spoke in silk, not smoke. Now he's back, but something's changed. Maybe it's the way he avoids North's eyes. Maybe it's way he tries not to see the signs. Maybe it's the way....he has given up. They were always almost. Almost lovers. Almost forever. But in a world built on speed, can slow-burning hearts still catch fire?

Dean Sathorn had always lived in the shadows,his hands in the grease, his heart in the engines. But there was one thing that refused to stay hidden: Winner,the rival racer, the thorn in Dean's side, the one who always smirked as he passed him by. They were enemies, locked in a game of speed, pride, and bitter words. But somewhere between the burn of their rivalry and the rush of the track, something else began to spark. A spark that could burn bright... or explode. Dean knew the world was watching for the next move. What if it wasn't just the race that mattered? What if it was the moment when the rivalry turned into something neither of them saw coming?