PAUL
“You need to calm down man. You’re freaking the guys out.” Dawson said as I swerved in and out of traffic. I didn’t give a flying f**k if the guys were scared, they needed to grow some balls then and stop acting like little bitches.
“We are late and I don’t give a s**t about the whining in the back.” I shouted from the drivers seat. “ I am not going to be late to this meeting, and if you guys know whats good for you, you will just shut the f**k up, stop your damn whining and let me f*****g drive.” I stepped on the gas, the engine revving, RPM raising to 5 as we cruised down the highway doing about 110mph.
Picking up the guys in my state of mind might not have been the best of ideas. I was still pissed after my conversation with mom, and the news of Edie’s pregnancy. Speeding
