Three Guys and The Girl

What Did I Get Myself In To?

"Lizzy, someone's at the door and wants to see you." Alice says while knocking on my door, at least she doesn't just walk in like mom would.

I groan and roll out of bed.

I wonder who would want to see me this early in the morning.

I don't even bother to get dressed or fix my hair, if you want to see me this early you get to see the ugly side of me that's just woke up.

"Who is it?" I say opening the door to my bedroom.

"He said his name was Sam." she says while turning around to finish vacuuming the hall way.

"Are you kidding me?" I mumble before walking down the stairs into the kitchen where I see Sam sitting on a stool at our bar looking counter.

"Final- whoa, did you just roll out of bed or something?" he says eating cereal straight out of the box.

"You know, I'm going to tell Alice to not let you in my house anymore." I glare at him, and take the box of cereal away to pour myself some.

After I pour milk into the bowel of cereal I say, "Why are you here anyways, I was begining to get hope that you were going to leave me alone."

"As they say, never have false hope." He winks at me as I glare at him.

"Sam, why are you here?" I say taking a bite of cereal.

"I was thinking we could go get gas and lunch then maybe drive around where there aren't any cops." He smirks saying my exact words from the first day I met him. Now that I think about it I haven't been driving around in a while, but there's no way in hell I am going with him again.

"Uh, no."

"C'mon, and please there's a big race going on, tons of people will be there racing, and there's no fee to get in, but if you race you gotta pay and if you win you get four times of what you put in." He explains.

Okay, I will admit that sounds fun, but I am not going with that butt-face.

"Why would I want to go with you?" I say crossing my arms over the marble counter.

"Well technically I would be going with you, because I don't have a fast enough car, but you do."

"You want to use my car just because you want to go to a stupid race?" I raise my eye brows.

"And if you win you get money too." He says trying to bribe me with the big money coming if I win.

I mean it's not a bad deal.

"Ugh, what time is it?"

I big smile appears on his face, "noon to four."

"Alright fine we'll go, but were not staying the whole time." I say pointing my finger at him.

He nods his head fast like a little kid agreeing to a deal as long as he gets ice cream.

"What time is it?" I ask continuing to eat my cereal.

"Eleven ten." He answers.

"Okay, let me get ready and then we'll go fill up the tank and also put some gas in the gas can just in case we run low." I say setting my now empty bowl in the sink. Then head upstairs to take a shower.

When I get out of the shower I change in to my dark blue skinny jeans with a white tank top and a black leather jacket and black ankle heels to match.

I walk down the stairs to get my keys so we can head out.

"God, it took you long enough." Sam says as I reach the bottom of the stairs.

"Um, we don't have to go to this stupid race thing." I say raising my eyebrows.

"I mean, you look very nice Liz." He says carefully.

"Do not call me Liz. My name is Lizzy." I glare at him.

"Sorry, I just hear whats-her-face call you that so I thought that its okay."

"Jen is to stubborn to stop calling me that and she's the only one allowed to call me that." I say grabbing my keys and walking out the door, "I'm leaving."

Soon after I say that he follows me to my red mustang, and gets in the passenger seat. This time he buckles as soon as he closes his door. I laugh at the thought of how last time I break checked him.

"I am not going to get break checked again." He says, as if he just read my mind. "And I think Dylan will be there too since he convinced his mom to give him his keys back."

I really hope he's not going to be there.

"I know you guys have become kind of friends since that day we ran from the cops." He says laughing.

"Yeah well not anymore, I found my own friends." I say gripping the wheel a little tighter remembering how much he made my blood boil.

"Oh, well maybe you can race him, I mean--"

"I swear Sam, if you don't shut up I am going to kick you out of the car and your going to have to walk home." I say, not looking at him.

***

After I threatened to kick him out Sam hasn't said anything other than the directions.

"Turn right then just follow the road and it'll be on the left."

"You know you can say a little more than just the directions right?" I say half laughing.

"Really?" He looks at me with big puppy eyes.

"No." I say laughing, "I'm glad you learned your lesson and didn't talk the whole trip."

"When we get there can I talk?"

"Your going to have to, you're the one who dragged me out here." I say pulling into a parking spot of the track we were at when Sam and I first met.

When we get up to the big group of people, I follow Sam into the middle, "Hey man, I brought a driver and a car." He turns around to face me and show the dark haired middle aged man who I am. This guy looked familiar, but I can't place where I have seen him before.

"She better be faster than Luke." He says eyeing Sam.

Did he just say Luke? No, it couldn't be the same one from New York. Not my Luke, there's no way.

"She is." Is all Sam says before he turns around and grabs my hand before leading me out back to my car.

"Sam, what the hell was that all about? Why do I have to be faster than that guy Luke? Who was that person you were talking to?" I bombard him with the questions filling my head.

"Okay, chill I will explain everything after the race."

"No. I'm not racing until you tell me now." I cross my arms and shift my weight onto my left leg.

"Okay fine, this just isn't an event--"

"Yeah I got that" I scoff, cutting him off, "You're in a f*****g race gang aren't you?"

Surprise covers his face instantly, "how did you know?"

"Cuz I used to be in one, and that guy you were talking to was our biggest rival, and if I'm right, which god I hope not, Luke is my ex boyfriend, we had to break up beacuse I moved here." I explained, and remembering who the man was. "I swear if you get me into this damn gang after this I will hurt you." I glare at him.

"It's just one race, alright?" He says backing up a little.

"Just one." I say clarifying that that I am never going to do this again.

We both get in my car and I drive it to the starting line, waiting for my opponent to arrive, then Sam gets out to join the group that's going to be watching the race.

As I sit in the car gripping the wheel praying that it's not the Luke that I once loved.

Loved.

~Flashback~

"This ins't your last race but it is your last race with us." Luke says, looking into my eyes.

"I don't want it to be the last race with you guys." I say with tears in my eyes, threatening to fall.

"Trust me we don't either, you're our best driver." He says taking my face in his hands, "And when you leave, I promise we will come for you and find you, I promise baby."

~End of flashback~

Another mustang, a newer one, pulls up next to me, a black one with red racing stripes. My heart is telling to keep looking straight so if I am right I won't get hurt. But as they say, curiosity killed the cat.

I look to my left to see who the other driver is.

As I make eye contact with the ice blue eyes of my ex, my heart drops into my stomach and I snap my head to look straight through my windshield.

Shit, s**t, s**t. Okay you're fine, you've beaten him every other time you guys have raced.

I think as tears sting my eyes, threatening to fall.

You need to beat him, Lizzy, this is real, not pretend.

The voice in my head says as a single tear escapes my left eye.

I look out my window again to see Luke tearing up too.

I mouth the words "I'm sorry, I can explain."

He shakes his head, "Don't bother." He mouths and faces forward.

Why is he being like this? I was tricked into this.

Just another reason to kick his ass at this race.

The voice in my head says once again, and it's totally right this time.

A girl walks in between the two cars and points at Luke's car, he revs the engine signaling that hes ready, I do the same when she points to me.

I take a deep breath as she raises her arms in the air.

You can do this.

She swings her arms down and we both slam on the gas, taking off.

Okay, you've raced this track before, he hasn't, you have an advantage.

"Ugh shut up and let me drive." I say to my head as I switch gears to I get ready to go around a sharp turn. I cut it close then go wide once I pass the turn to keep Luke behind me.

I look in my review mirror to see Luke hitting his steering wheel with his hand. I smirk to myself. Not today babe, sorry.

On our last turn he passes me, as I look over to look at his window he has his middle finger against the window.

Oh, you want to play like that huh?

I push the gas pedal to the floor board and switch gears and quickly pass him, getting in front of him so he is directly behind me.

~Luke's POV~

"Aha, take that trader!" I yell and put my middle finger up to the window. "This maybe one race you lose babe... Ah s**t come on Liz!" I yell as she passes me and get directly in front of me.

I try weave around her but she follows my moves. "That's cheating Liz, I taught you that!" I yell again, this time hitting my steering wheel with my right hand.

Shit the finish line is coming up. "Babe move, before I hit your bumper." I try to weave around her again, she does the same thing as last time.

~Lizzy's POV~

"Take that asshole, that'll teach you to flip me off." I laughing as he once again tried to get around me but I move in front of him. I can see the finish line. It's so close I just need him to stay behind me.

We've reached the markers of 100 feet to the finish line.

Yes!! I beat him.

As soon as I cross the line there's a loud crashing sound and my car jolts forward.

What the hell!?! Did just rear-end me?? Oh, that asshole is so paying for the repairs.

I slam on the breaks and put the car in park and get out of the car and look at my bumper.

You have got to be f*****g kidding me!

"Luke, are you f*****g serious? What the hell is wrong with you? Do you have any idea how much this would cost? God! What the hell was going through your head when you decided to do this? Is it because I beat you? Like I always have?" I yell at him as he gets out of his car. "These are dealer parts, Luke. This is going to cost a fortune." I say once he's standing right in front of me, towering over me as usual.

"I did it because you're a f*****g trader Liz." He says calmly.

That's what made me love him more when we were together, he was always the calm one and I was the crazy ass b***h.

"Stop. Just stop being so calm. And I'm not a damn trader, I was tricked into coming here." I say pointing to where everyone is sitting watching, assuming that Sam is over there.

As if on que Sam shows up behind me and says, "Its true, I made her come, and I told her it was a harmless event that I just wanted to go to, but in reality, we needed a fast car and a good driver to beat you, I had no idea she was apart of your crew back in New York." he says looking Luke dead in the eye.

"So you needed a good driver and you just thought that my girlfriend was the perfect driver without even seeing her drive?" Luke raises eye brows and crosses his arms.

Girlfriend?

"Um, excuse me? Last time I checked we broke up." I say cutting in.

"I did see her drive, I was even in the car with her." Sam says completely ignoring me.

"You were in her car?! He was in your car?" Luke turns to me.

"He was being stubborn and I went driving around, and we are broken up." I say once again.

"Oh? We're broken up? Is that why you keep calling me? Saying that you miss me?" Luke raises his eyebrows.

"That's not even possible, when I moved up here I got a new phone and number, I don't have your number in this phone." I say.

It's true I haven't talked to him since I left.

"Then how do you explain this?" He says tapping on his phone then holds up so I can see what's on the screen.

Six missed calls from Liz. Five voice mails from Liz.

"That's not possible." I repeat. "Look this is my new number." I say pulling up the 'me' contact in my phone.

928-237-8542

"Oh my god, then who the hell has your old number?"

"Me. That's my number on your phone, Luke." Sam and I whip around to see who the new voice is.

"Jen?" Both Luke and I say at the same time.

"Whoa whoa whoa, did you guys, have, a, thing?" I say looking at both of them.

"Yes."

"No."