Wingman
Chapter 3
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Alex watched as Brian pulled her baby up to the starting line. The Chevelle's life is in an inexperienced racers hands. All that is going through Alex's head, 'Brian better win'. She's spent months...years on that car. Yeah she's raced it and won, but they were is still improvements that need to be made to it. Does Brian know how to use the nos tanks? If he does, does he know when to use them? What if he blows up the car because his lack of knowledge of the tanks? So many questions raced through the mixed race female's head.
"Alex?"
She doesn't move from her position. She continued to stare at the Chevelle with narrow eyes and her hand covering her mouth.
"Alex?!"
She turns to look at Des, "What?!"
"Are you gonna help me or not?" She asks.
"Des, My car is on the line right now and you're focused on Marco?" Alex shakes her head, and looks back at her black vehicle.
"You said you'd help me,"
"That was before Brian continued with his stupid idea."
Des shakes her head." I thought you were my friend."
Alex looks over at her friend then sighs. "I'm sorry," She said. "Where's Marco?"
Des smiles. "Over there," Des points.
Alex grabs Des's arm, and makes her way over towards the Latino. He was surrounded by his crew and a few chasers. "Hey Marco."
His brown eyes look at Alex, "Hey, Alex." He said, reaching out to give her 'dap'. His eyes shift over towards Des. "Desiree, right?"
Des nods with a small grin on her face. " Yeah,"
His eyes shift back over to Alex, who's eyes were back on the Chevelle. "I didn't know you raced here."
"What?" Alex knocks out of her small trance. "Yeah, I come here every so often with my friend Desiree."
He nods. "Cool," He glances at Desiree then admires her body features. "You don't look like you know anything about cars... no offense."
Des scoffs. "I take offense to that, I actually know a lot about cars."
Alex looks over at Des, "You do?" She questions, before getting a pinch in her arm. "She does, she's actually working on a Skyline that she found a couple weeks ago."
"Oh yeah?"
Des nods, "Yeah, it was in pretty messed up shape but I think I can fix it."
"Cool, What needs to be done with it? Maybe me and my crew can help."
Des's eyes go wide, and Alex tries to hold back her snicker. "Just you know, it needs a new..."
"Transmission." Alex coughs.
"Transmission." Des repeats with confidence. "Fix up the paint job, you know minor stuff."
Alex slaps her forehead with the palm of her hand.
Marco looks at his crew then chuckles. "The transmission isn't minor. It's actually pretty in important."
"Yeah, I knew that." Des said. "Just wanted to see if you would catch that."
"Well, what exactly is wrong with your transmission?" Marco asks, crossing his arms.
Alex rolls her eyes, "As much as I would love to hear what's wrong with Desiree's transmission, I want to get a good spot in the race." She said, walking away from her best friend. She was already wrapped up in one friend's stupid idea, she can't do two in one night.
She makes her way through the crowd as all the cars finally line up to the starting line.
"You know he's gonna lose right?"
Alex turns to see a brunette standing there. She is wearing a see through snake skin shirt, revealing her black bra, with leather pants and a chain belt wrapped around her waist. "What makes you say that?"
"He has rookie written all over his face."The stranger said.
"Letty, who knows what could happen." Another female said. It was the girl from the counter that Brian's been crushing on.
Alex smirks. "So you're the one I got punched in the nose for." She said.
"Excuse me?"
Alex looks over at the two, then sighs. "My friend went in earlier to get a sandwich from you, then ended up in a fight with one of your muscle men who punched me in the nose."
"You're the one Vince punched in the nose." Letty said. "How's your nose?"
"It's fine, blood stopped when I get to work." She said, keeping her eyes on the Chevelle.
"I'm Mia and this is Letty." Mia introduces.
"Alexis, but I prefer Alex."
"Wait, you own that bakery that I got Letty's cake from."
"Sweet Escape?" Alex questions. Mia nods her head. "Yeah, that's me."
"That cake was delicious." Letty comments.
"Thank you, it's an old family recipe." Alex said.
"The race is about to start." Mia chimes in.
The cars rev up their engines then they were off. Alex kept her fingers crossed and a worried look on her face. All she could do was pray and hope that Brian didn't mess this up.
Minutes later, the racers pull back up to the starting line except for Brian. He was no where in sight. A small crowd gathered around Dom, and a wad of cash is handed to him. Alex heavily sighs.
"Shit," She raises her hands over her head. Brian slowly pulls up to the scene and she crosses her arms. The remainder of the crowd gathers around him, and soon did she . "Out of my way." She shoved her way through the crowd.
Brian has a smile plastered across his face as he looks through the crowd.
"Was that fun?" One of Dom's group members said, before lifting the hood of the car.
Alex finally got through the crowd to stand next to Brian. His eyes look over at her, her arms are crossed with a tight jaw to match. She watches as the smoke leaves from under the hood, causing the crowd to rawr in 'ohs'. Despite Alex's pissy mood, Brian kept a smile on his face and Dom caught it.
"What are you smiling about?" Dom asks.
"Dude, I almost had you." Brian said. The crowd laughs at the statement except for Alex.
"You almost had me?" Dom questions. "You never had me. You never had your car."
Alex walks past Brian to get a good look at under the hood. Smoke continued to crowd her vision. He messed up her car.
"Granny shifting, double clutching like you should. You're luck the hundred shot of nos didn't blow the welds on the intake."
Alex looks over at Dom as he criticizes her work. She took a lot of crap from people but one thing she'll never put up with is someone talking about her baby.
Dom glances over at the crowd. "Almost had me?" He questions. The crowd continues to laugh. "Now me and the mad scientist got to rip out the block, and replace the piston rings you shot."
"You shot out the piston rings?" She loudly whispered to Brian, who ignores her. Alex harshly shuts the hood of the car.
"Ask any racer; any real racer. No matter if you win by an inch or a mile, winning is winning." The crowd goes wild at Dom's statement.
"Cops!" Someone yells. The crowd quickly go into their cars to drive away from the scene. Alex gets into the driver's seat of the Chevelle, and Brian hops into the passenger side.
"Follow Dom." He orders.
"What?"
"Follow him!" He demands.
"After you lost and fucked up my car, I don't think so." She said, putting the car into gear.
"Just do it Alexis! Trust me!"
"I did trust you then I lost my car!" She yells, looking over at her friend. He's giving her a pleading look with his bright blue eyes. She rolls her eyes, then sighs. "Fine, but I'm still gonna kick your ass." She casually turns her car down an alley way to see a figure running down. She sped up and quickly pulled in front of Dom.
"Get in." Brian demands from the backseat.
Dom looks both ways then enters the car.
"Hold on."Alex said, putting the car into gear. She sped down the remainder of the alleyway to drift when she hits the corner. Cop cars coming right towards her causing the men in the car to cringe.
"Whoa," Dom said.
Alex sharply turns avoiding the two stopped cop cars. She drives right through a ramp at the speed of 120.
"You're the last person in the world I expected to show up." Dom said, settling in his seat.
"Well, aren't we full of surprises today." Alex comments, slowly slowing down the speed to the speed limit.
"I thought if I got in your good graces, you might let me keep my car." Brian said, leaning against the two front seats.
Dom nods. "You're in my good graces, but you're not keeping your car." He said.
"Be prepared to get your ass kicked when you lease expect it." Alex said.
"Damn." Brian said.
"What?"
Alex looks over at Dom. "I let Brian borrow my car to race, dumbest mistake I've ever made."
"Wait this is your car?" Dom asks.
"Yeah, worked on her all by myself." She said. "Took me years, and all it took was one night for Blondie back there to mess it all up."
"Hey, I'm back here." Brian said, in offense.
"I know," She said, glancing into the mirror to meet his blue eyes. Just then sound of motor bikes could be heard behind them.
Dom turns around, then rolls his eyes."Oh great," He said, facing forward.
"What?" Brian asks.
"It's gonna be a long night, that's what." Dom answers.
A gun is being pointed through Alex's window from the mysterious biker. "Follow us." He said, driving ahead of them.
Alex drove until the bikes came to a stop. She turns off the car and looks over at Dom then at Brian. The trio exit the car to have a gun pointed at them.
"Thought we had an agreement?" A man of asian decent asks walking over towards them. "You stay away, I stay away...Everybody stays happy."
Alex looks at the man then her eyes go wide. That's Johnny Tran. She bakes goods for their big parties every few months. The Tran family is how she gets most of her big business.
"We got lost, what can I tell you." Dom said.
"Who's we?" Johnny asks.
"My new mechanic, Brian, and his girlfriend."
"First off Brian isn't my boyfriend and Second, name is-"
"Alexis DelTorro." Johnny finishes as he walks over towards her. He admires her body and the clothes that left him to imagine.
"Hi Johnny." She greets.
"I wouldn't have pegged you to hang around Toretto." He said.
"We just met this evening." She said.
Tran grabs her cheek with his hand. "I would be such shame to see a pretty girl such as yourself hanging around Toretto and his crew."
"I hang with who I want." She snatched her face away from his grip.
Tran looks over at Brian. "This your car?"
"Use to, it's his now." Brian answers looking at Dom.
"No it's not, I haven't taken delivery." Dom answers.
"So it's nobody's car." Johnny said, before circling the car. "Someone put in the time. What do you think, Lance."
Everyone's eyes shift to Lance. "It's an amazing machine."
Alex bit back her smile.
"Yes indeed." Johnny said. He taps Dom's arm. "Let's go."
Alex let out a breath of relief.
"I'll see you next month in the desert." Tran said, before getting onto his bike. "Be ready to have your ass handed to you."
"It's gonna take more than a crotch rocket to do that." Dom said.
"I got something for you." Tran said, before driving off.
"What was that about?" Brian asks.
"Long story, I'll tell you later." Dom said, before opening the door. Just as he went to enter, the motor bikes pulled back up.
Gun shots were being fired at the emerge from the car when finished, and a frown covers Alex's lips. She stood in front of her car with her hands on her head. All of her hard work gone in one night. It's official, it just wasn't her day.
"Nos!" Dom grabs Alex and tackles her to the ground. The car blew up, leaving nothing but the body.
Alex looks at her car then at Brian. "Brian, you're fucking dead." She said, lunging towards him only to be grabbed by a set of strong arms.
"Not now, we have a long walk." He said. "Kill him, later."
"Whatever." She snatches her body away from Dom before walking ahead of the two men.
"You don't know where you're going." Dom said.
"I'll figure it out." She said, continuing to walk ahead of the two men.
Dom looks over at Brian. "She's a real fire cracker."
"Yeah, She can be that way." Brian chuckles. Dom grins as the trio walk back to his house.