Moving forward

Breaking the law

Drifting round the corner i pull the hand brake up for a spilt second before slamming it back down, i know doing that will f**k up my brake pads but honesty i don't care, its worth the couple seconds of excitement wondering if ill stick it or go wide. It's been three months since my parents death and I'm being just fine throwing my self in illegal street racing, it only took me two weeks to get my car up and running into a street car, i have my father to thank for that as he taught me everything I know. After the funeral i moved out once again after selling my parent house, i know i should have kept it till i was done grieving but i just couldnt, that was my parents home and i cant live there without them. I couldn't be near anyone who knew me or my parents, i needed a fresh start so I picked up and left across another couple of towns. It might seem like I'm always running away like a coward but I'm just taking the easy way out of blocking my feelings trying not to think about it. I couldn't cope, everything remained me off home, my parents and I couldn't do it anymore. Instead i dropped football and dropped out of college, i ran and started a new life where i could be alone and move on from my parents death, it might off not been the best idea to get into illegal racing but it took me a month to be queen of the streets and less then a month to get caught by the police however i had a great lawyer who managed to get it down to going over the speed limit, we called it an accident with them having no proof. I would never put someone life in danger so we all make sure the streets are close before we race especially after my parents being killed by a drunk driver.

Crossing the finish line with a loud cheer i pull my hand brake up and come to a stop with a smile on my face, it felt good to win yet enough race trashing my completion with bus lengths, walking over to the race maker i take my money with a win before handing over him a hundred. Its never a cheap race, there's always high stakes. I haven't dipped into my parents money all which I'm proud off, everything that i sold from my parents and the insurance money sits in the bank collecting dust webs, i haven't had a need to touch it. Counting my money I throw it in my back pocket with even a widen smile, it feels good winning even more when I drive pass the finish line.

"f*****g hell Annie, what a way to smoke everyone" I laugh as Josie walks over to me, Josie one of the few nice girls that come to race night, we met on my first night here and instantly became close friends, I haven't told her anything about my past or why I move here but she support my decision. I have also told everyone to call me Annie, it was a nickname I got a while back and I guess it stuck with me now, plus it makes it easier when everyone looks me up.

"I was going easy, I barely broke my car in" I say laughing but my laugh is short lived as we heard a police siren, Josie has already ran somewhere leaving me to jump in my car and speed away, I have been clever previously when I sneaked out of these events but by the looks of it, they have come in packs. They are prepared this time making sure they shut this s**t down but honestly if they shut this down, another will pop up in its place. I look at each road to see five police cars at every corner. We have heard news about them wanting to catch us but we didn't think it was serious.

Sliding the car into first gear I pull away before going into second, it doesn't take me long before I'm sliding round a car. Pulling my car straight I pull into an empty parking space, quickly kicking my engine and lights as i try to lay low instead of racing off but as i watch a police car racers pass, look how easy the police can speed but we can't. Waiting a couple of minutes I turn my car back on turning out of my spot only to get the blue and twos blocking me in. f*****g hell.

"Freeze, get out the car nice and slowly" I roll my eyes, they have nothing on me as I just pulled out my spot, slowly climbing out my car I keep my hands up, I'm not in the best of moods for them to shoot at me, plus I heard stories about police shooting there g*n if they spot any sign or object as a weapon. Leaving my door open i stand five steps away watching as the police officer comes into view, there's three of them together shocking for just little old me. I hold my hands in the air with a smile knowing they literally have nothing and I know they know it, i was in the wrong area at the wrong time.

"Annabelle Wilson your under arrest for danger driving and failing to stop, anything you might say can and will be used against you in the court of law" i listen to the police office as he goes on and on, I'm just waiting to get thrown in the back on the car but I'm still stood by my car. Facing against the officer i feel a pair of hand cuffs against my wrists, the fucker put them tight

"I'm not one used to being in handcuff but i could dig it. Its quite the turn on" i wink as i face him with a smile, i can see the police officer holding back his smile, i love winding up the police officers every chance i have as I know they heard about my parents and with my father being a racer, they instantly try to catch me in the scene to arrest me and make me a poster girl. Trying to get a spoiled brat arrested however there one thing there missing is that I'm not a spoiled brat or stupid enough to get caught doing something illegal. As i think about it the money that I won earlier is still in my back pocket, shit...

Sliding in the back off the police car i remain silent i know my rights and I'm not going to say something that will get me in more trouble, however the police office i was jokingly flirting with and has always seem to place me in handcuff and climbs in the drivers seat with a smirk on his face. He's been trying his hardest over the three moths to either finally get me in the act or help me. He see me around and talks me into college as a part of him knows I'm not as bad as i look, i just gone though a hard time which looking and talking with him that he understands. Everyone is dealt a bad hand as some point in there life and mine was three months ago. Looking at the police officer he only looks in his mid twenty's and is quite the looker, i don't mean to flirt with him as it harmless but lucky me he finds the funny side.

"Annie this might come a regular thing if your not careful" the cooper says looking in the mirror at me but i just sit there nodding my head as he literally gives me the same talk, I appreciate the talk i really do but there's nothing he can do for me, i believe i am pass trying to save but the real questions is, do i want to be saved?

"Zack? I can call you that as we past the formal stage or do you prefer officer lively?" I say winding him up as he told me time and time again to only call him by his first name when he's not in uniform but i love playing with his buttons, once the sentence left my mind i can already see the eye roll and I let out a little laugh and then it silent once again. Whenever he says something about me and my habits, i open my mouth. He doesn't want everyone to know that we are friends as a police officer and a delinquent isn't best for him but over time he's become like a big brother to me which i annoy and jokingly flirt with only to annoy him. As we sit in silent i wait till we at the station before asking for my lawyer as i know it only take my lawyer Paul less then five minutes to be here and me released on bail, like i said this isn't my first time;)

Pulling into the station officer lively helps me out the cooper car and leads me into the station with an annoyed look as he already sees my lawyer. Having a smirk on my face as i look from the lawyer and the officer, my lawyer is already talking about my bail and unfortunately I'm being taking to court this time as they actually have proof, a speeding camera caught me, i though i got lucky when i seen that obviously not. Once my bail is set i don't hesitate as i pay it and wait for my favourite officer Zack to let me out these cuffs, however i'm quite digging them as he steps behind me. i definitely wasn't joking when i said this was a turn on, wheoever grabs this guy is one lucky son of a b***h i think to myself before laughing. Having a lawyer on speed dial has to be an advantage but having one that was good friends with your dad probably wasn't my best decision, but he's the best in the nation. I can already see the look on his face that tells me he is waiting to have a serious conversation I'm nineteen which means I'm old enough to be arrested as an adult.

"Baby-bell you really have to stop this nonsense, i cant keep bailing you out" i love his nick name for me as when i was a child he caught me with a cheese baby bell in my mouth and it has stuck since, i have grown to love it and hate it as it remains me of the time my father was still alive and it still fresh. I can also hear the disappointment in his voice which isn't shocking at all.

"I'm sorry, when's the court date" i ask holding my breath as i know exactly what's going to happen and it wont be pretty without having someone to vouch for me. Following Paul the lawyer to his car he drops me off to my apartment before giving me the once again look before leaving but he doesn't leave before making sure I locked the door, i love how over protective everyone is with me sometime and it grows on you but it gets annoying at times and you just want to roll your eyes. We have spoke in the car about my court date which is in two days and he told me he handle it hopefully he does. Once i locked up I call it a night and head to bed.