"Come on, Ash. Just because he's your brother doesn't mean you can't kick his ass!" yelled Hacker, the 18 year old guy that latched onto the 17 year old girl called Hex. She was a real joker, especially when she was drunk. "Luke!" I hollered the second I walked in the door. On of the guys who had been sitting and talking jumped up and pulled gun on me, totally startled. Luke came running out of his room and slid down the rope. "What's wrong?" he asked, taking hold of my hand and staring at my makeup that had been completely distorted. I had just started drifting off to sleep, when there was a quiet knock on my door. "Go away! I am so not in the mood." "It's Forge." His reply was soft. "That doesn't change a thing." "Ash, please," he cried. "Why should I let you come in?" I called back, sitting up and looking at the door "Because I didn't want to be alone." "Oh yeah, something happened. His dad was drunk, threw Forge on the ground and started kicking him. Forge kinda froze and just took it. Lord knows that boy's strong enough to put his dad on the ground." Arrow's anger radiated off his body, filling the truck and taking place of the air; it was suffocating. "I swear I'm gonna kill that asshole." And again, Arrow sped up. I didn't mind though. I enjoyed the rush, and it reminded me of when I got to ride passenger in street races. Plus, I wanted to get to Forge as fast as possible.