Thrust Into His Arms

Song Recommendation; Nuestra Cancion by BrunOG

CALIX

The turnout for the race is massive. Every race lover is present. This is most crowd I have ever seen on a racetrack. The news of Rex and I racing against each other had created an uproar in the illegal racing gang. Even those in other gangs are here to witness the race for themselves. Being defeated by Rex would be a disgraceful failure. However the real failure for me would be seeing Gweneth and Rex together and unable to do anything about it. That is why I can’t afford to lose. I curse repeatedly under my breath. Where the hell is Dom? I still haven’t seen him and his line is not going through either. The race would soon begin. I am so mad that I want to destroy or burn something. I clench my fist to rein in the anger and urge. And just then,

a girl comes to me and starts rubbing her hands on my chest trying to play seductive. "I can feel a lot of edge coming off you sweetie. Let’s go somewhere quiet to take it off, hmmm? You still got time before your race." She say, swiping her tongue over her bottom lip seductively. I scrunched my nose, disgusted to death at the sight of her. She is pretty and curvy to a maddening extent. The piercings on her face and tongue. Combined with face tattoos and blue-dyed hair, and her clothes; Top less than a bra which is supposed to be an underwear and not an individual outfit. Jean shorts worn over fishnet stockings that the bottom of her ass would be well visible in. Her whole demeanor screams slutty and reckless. She looks almost every bit of one of those pornstars. A free ticket to an amazing fuck that I should take up on—usually. But I feel nothing but disgust looking at her. She mistakes my silence for acceptance and leans in to kiss me. I put a finger to her forehead and use it to shove her backwards. "Go fill that hole somewhere else. I am not interested." I reject. "Whatever. Your loss, asshole." She spits and walks off. I kept getting crowded by girls who were fan-girling over me, batting their fake eyelashes and nonverbally calling dibs on who is going to ride my dick later. I am mad and bored with everything. Dominic, the race, this girls who just won’t go away and most of all, Gweneth. She most probably has no idea of what we are about to do now because of her. Rex would not have told her about the bet he and I made. But if she does happen to know, she would be on her knees now offering her deepest prayers to God for me not to win. But I plan to make her mine and nothing can stop me. A gunshot was fired three times in quick succession. That is a signal that the race is now about to kick off. I head off to the starting point with determination as well as tension more than I have ever felt before. The two Bugatti Bolide—mine and Rex’s are parked there. I only seeing him now after we made the bet this morning. I get into mine, he also enters his. We both have turned on the ignition, set and waiting. A girl comes to stand in the middle gap of both cars to call on the start off. I look directly at Rex when she shouts "Ready." He too looks at me as our cars are at exactly the same point. In his eyes, I could see a strong intention to win also. I knew instantly then that whatever the results of this race, our friendship will not be the same as it was before. This has put in cracks. "Set." I focus my gaze forward. Tightening my grip on the steering wheel, letting out a tense breath. "Go!" I step on the accelerator and instantly shoot forward in high speed. He is driving at a similar pace besides me. I engage the first horsepower engine which quickly puts space between us. Adrenaline starts pumping into my blood as I see the ending point far ahead. I just need to reach there and return to the starting point to win this. Rex starts to reach close again. "Damn it!" I lashed out as he now overtakes me. I should have allowed for his V12 to be swapped out with a V6 instead of a V8 engine.

Hold on, did Dom even change it at all like I told him to?

HOURS BEFORE THE RACE

"What?

You want me to switch out the engines of Rex’s car so you would win?"

Dominic asks with a bewildered expression. I do not care about his shock or what he thinks. I just need him to comply with this secret request of mine.

"Yes." His eyes grew wide as I confirm. "I will make it worthwhile for you." I know his mom is an actress. And I heard that she recently got into a scandal affair with someone else in the industry and is being cancelled from deals and movies left and right. We all are aware about it but are pretending not to. Never mentioning it because that would be insensitive. I have thought it through completely before I came to him.

There is only just a few hours left before the race. And I desperately want to win by any means.

The tension made me come up with a idea and plan to switch out the horsepower of the car that Rex races with to a lower one. And for that, Dominic is the only right person.

"Your mom got into a scandal right?" I stated, but made it sound more like a question.

"You knew of that?" He asks with an odd look of surprise.

I half grin, "She is a famous celebrity. How could I not?"

"She is always an embarrassment! I am so sick of her!" He huffs. "All of my gigs are getting cancelled too."

"It is her embarrassment, but it will always get to you too as you are her son."

"So what point are you trying to make?" I can’t suggest helping to get rid of his mother, can I? So instead I offer, "I will clear off her scandal. Do whatever it takes to bury it."

"You will do that?"

"Of course. It will take me much, but what are friends for?

You just need to do what I ask. Be fast and discreet about it."