Note: This never, ever, EVER happened at all. One night, Speed had a vision of him and Alyssa running away from our homes. The least you can say is it was just a little stimulation thingy.
Chapter 1. Speed Throws in the Towel
"Ugh, I can't take this anymore! Trixie has been driving me crazy, asking me left and right, 'What are you doing? Are you going to be back soon? Are you thinking about me?'. I must flee from this hell, away from everyone tormenting me and telling me what to do," Speed cries in irritation, sitting on his bed and putting his face in his hands. "I'm 18. I can do whatever the hell I want nowadays. I'm considered an adult. I could leave here right now if I wanted to." He tried to hold back his tears, but failed miserably. The saltiness of the liquid blinded him, and he let out a sequence of quivers and shakes.
Suddenly, he felt the touch of a hand so smooth and delicate on his arm, it seemed as if it were an angel caressing him. He looked up, and there stood Alyssa, with her ivory skin, juicy red lips, dark blue eyes, and long light brown hair. She leaned her head against his shoulder, trailing her fingers up and down his tense arm. "Oh, Alyssa...what am I to do? I mean, really! How would you feel if Duggery was pushing you further and further until one day, you exploded directly in his face?"
"Well, I would never blow up in his face, because I am capable of being patient," She replied back gently and delicately. "You just have to be patient, Speed. It's a virtue. Good things come in the end if you are."
"I know, but I've tried so many times over to be patient, but it got all fucked up towards the end." He took her hand and squeezed it tightly over strong love, and immediately said afterwards, "Run away with me, Alyssa. We'll flee somewhere where nobody can ever find us. And if at some point, you go into labor, I'll call a doctor that makes house calls, and hold your hand 'til it's over and done with. But if by some circumstance, that isn't possible, I'll deliver the baby myself if I have to." The tears on his face had subsided, but Alyssa grew frightened. Her eyes glimmered with fear as she spoke
"But, Speed...I can't leave. I have so much to attend to here," She held her stomach in her hands. "Especially with a baby on the way." He wrapped his arm around her, resting the other hand on her belly.
"Alyssa...I love you. With all my heart. And I'm sorry that I made it seem like we were running away forever. It's not that way at all," He brushed her bangs aside and kissed her cheek. "Just think of it as...a little vacation from our lives." She smiled and hugged him, but it still took her a little while to think it over. Unfortunately there was a downside to everything, and in this case it would be the possibility of Trixie discovering their secret relationship, or even worse-Duggery could be worried sick about her up to the point where he couldn't do anything else. But something completely opposite was telling her that if she didn't go, Speed could be in great danger, like he always seemed to be...and his little brother Spritle wouldn't be there to assist him. It would be the last time she would ever see him if she refused.
"A-All right...I'll go," She whispered, cringing at the thought of what consequences came along with her decision. This brought joy and relief to Speed's exasperated mind.
"Thank you, sweetie," He said back to her. "It'll only be just for a little while. Just so I can ease my irritation with Trixie and my parents." However, the thought of Trixie made him angrier than he already was. "Trixie is just irritating the living shit out of me, Alyssa. You have absolutel no idea. Oh, sure, it's okay for her to make goo-goo eyes at other men, like Racer X for example, but God forbid I ever take a look at any other girl besides her without her being a jealous, stalking bitch."
Those last three words rang painfully in her ears repeatedly like a cry of death, and she jumped at the powerful emphasis. It hurt her to hear her best friend called so many awful names. But in some mysterious way, she had to agree. Trixie had taken this a little bit too far, and it was about time for her to calm down a bit. She gave a small heavy sigh, shaking at the thought of leaving Duggery alone and relentlessly worrying about her. Basically, he was like a father figure to her-more than her real father would be in his entire life. She always asked Duggery permission to do something outside of their home. Most times he would say yes. He would hold her in his arms when she was feeling sad or even scared. His embrace gave her a sense of security and stability, able to protect her from any harm whatsoever. But where would that be if she wasn't with him?
"I'll pick you up early tomorrow morning, but it has to be when Duggery is still asleep," He said. "Make sure you pack all that you need into a reasonable-size bag. I will take you to a store to get a few things for you as well as myself." His voice sounded excited but yet just as scared as she was. Alyssa took a large gulp, then a deep breath and said,
"Okay."