2 and half years later
I was up in my room lying on the bed after sending away my latest one night stand when my mobile went off. I lay there listening to it as it rung a couple of times before it rung out then started again. I sat up, looking at the screen without seeing it. Again it stopped and started again. I looked at the caller ID. "Ah fuck." I groaned as I picked up the phone and pressed the call. "Hi daddy" I chirped, trying to sound more awake then I was.
"Hello hun, How are you?"
"Good daddy and you?"
"Good. How's Rome?"
"Uh…he's good. So what's up?"
"Well your mother and I have decided to come visit you. We haven't heard from you since you told us you were staying in Japan 2 years ago with Rome."
"When?" I whispered. I was in the shit now. The only reason they had agreed to let her stay in Japan was because she had promised to stay with Rome. Of course she had been lying because she had been in Aomori when she had rung them to inform them but she was not going to tell them that in case they decided to come and live with her.
"2 weeks from now. Hang on your mother wants to talk to you." I heard the sound of the phone being handed to someone before my mother's sweet voice was heard.
"Hi sweeties how are you? How's Roman? How is Tokyo?"
I sat there processing all of the questions before answering. "I'm good, Rome is good as fair as I know." The next question I was going to have to lie through my teeth. "I love Tokyo; it's so big and there is always something happening. So I heard you and dad were visiting us. How exciting."
"Yes daddy and I just can't wait. Oh sorry Katelyn we have to go. I'll talk to you closer to the day. Love you." I got in a quick goodbye before the phone went dead. Looks like I was going to back to the place I swore I never would. With a groan, I started to pack my gear and load it into the car. This was going to be ever so fun.
I had two weeks to get back to Tokyo and it had taken me 1 and a half to get to Aomori so I calculated that I pretty much had to do the same thing if I was to get back in time and be accustomed before they got there. As soon as they left though, I was gone. I had a life in Aomori now, I was respected and widely known for being able to take on anyone on and off the track. It hadn't taken me long to be the DK of Aomori, 3 months had me the title. I had fucked Hiroshima 2 nights after I had met him and we had kept it at that, a sexual relationship, no more. He wasn't the only one though, I had plenty of guys I had rooted then booted and I even had one guy ask me to be his girlfriend. All these thoughts were running through my mind as I drove back to Tokyo.
I caught the first glimpse of Tokyo on the 10th day of the journey, the setting sun illuminating the concrete jungle. My heart sped up as I thought about what I was walking into and I felt like turning around and disappearing again but there was one thing I was not and that was a coward. I may feel like running away with my tail between my legs but I was not weak and I would go through with it. I would be here for 2 weeks max and then no matter what I was outta here.
I entered the city 3 hours later, the night cloaking me and the car in blackness till then disappeared as I drove into the heart of the city, twisting and turning through the bends. I remembered the way to the garage perfectly even though I had only been there for 3 months. i didn't know whether to be proud of my memory or angry that it had left such a big dent in my life.
I turned the last corner and was faced with an exact replica of the building I had left behind. Reaching my hand up, I clasped the automatic door opener, something that I had never been able to let go either because of it's heritage or the pretty blue light that encased the buttons when clicked. No matter how many times I pressed it I was fascinated with the blue light that came and, not paying attention to the door as it lifted and opened. I guess you could say I had a fascination with shiny objects.
I slowly glided down the ramp and into the garage, parking my car in a space that would make for easy getting away if the going got too tough. I stepped out of the car, adjusting my plaid mini skirt and front tied crop top that showed my tan stomache and long legs ending in strappy stilletos. My shoes clacked noisily through the empty garage and I was starting to think no one had heard me or my car when noise from the loft balcony was heard. The wolf whistling started loud and clear and I looked up at the guys as they practically drooled. "I don't fucking believe it. Is that you Kat?" asked a familiar voice as they came down the stairs.
"Yea Twinks it's me." I replied softly. I still felt guilty with what I had loaded onto him the day I left but I had to. Twinkie launched himself down the rest of the stairs before running and grabbing me, twirling me round in circles as he hugged me laughing.
"Wait until the others see you. We all thought you weren't coming back." I didn't have the heart to tell him I wasn't staying. Yea I was a stone cold hearted bitch but Twinkie was nothing but sweet to me.
"Listen where's Roman?"
"VIP room, cmon I'll show you." Twinkie grabbed my hand and led me up the stairs, fending off the guys as they tried to touch me. With what I was wearing I didn't blame them. I never had the chance to change into anything else after racers between screwing the guy and rushing back here. He led me through a door and into a room of models and rich guys associated with HIM. "YO Rome look who's here." Yelled Twinks causing the whole room to pause and look at me. Much to my displeasure Rome wasn't the only familiar face I saw, good thing was he wasn't here. The crew as well as a blonde American got up and made their way to me, Rome gesturing for us to go back to the garage.
"Hey guys." I said as we stood beside the wall.
"Where the fuck have you been." Growled Rome as he looked me over, checking for any injuries.
"You know here and there." I shrugged. "So whats been happening?"
"We had to rescue Blondie from the wraith of DK after he poked him too many times."
I looked him over before giving him the nod of approval. "Kat" I said as I extended my hand towards him.
"Sean" he replied as he shook my outstretched hand, holding it a little longer then necessary, a detail that didn't seem to escape Rome's attention.
"So where's the man whore?" I asked just before he appeared at the top of the stairs.
"What the fuck are you guys doing down here with here. You know I have a strict no one but the crew policy going on ever since the theft" Han cried as he made his way down the stairs and over to us. "No matter how hot they are." He looked me over slowly, something I was used to but with him doing it I suddenly felt cheap again. Rome cleared his throat loudly as everyone but Blondie took a step back, awaiting the explosion
"You don't remember me do you?" I asked him.
"You look sorta familiar but I can't seem to name the face." He replied cockily, a smirk on his face. It was obvious he still saw himself as king shit.
"No you wouldn't as you never got to know me. You just screwed me over, literally." I snarled. His whole face lost its composure as he took a closer look at me, shock and surprise warring it out before the calm mask slid back into place.
"I remember."
"I suppose this is the time I should feel flattered that you remember me if I was who I used to be but I've changed so that's not going to happen dipshit."
Blondie was looking between us, probably trying to figure out what was happening. "Now if you excuse me, Blondie and I are going to get piss wasted, dance for hours and then go to his room. So don't mind us." I grabbed Sean's hand and led him up the stairs him willingly following behind. Just before I got out of ear range I heard four words come out of Rome's mouth that seemed to be dipped in poison directed at Han.
"What. Have. You. Done?"
I never heard the rest because by then we were at the bar, surrounded by writhing bodies as I started drinking fluoro coloured drinks and Sean drank beer watching as I downed one after the other trying to drown out the painful memories. As soon as they were a distant memory, I grabbed Sean's hand and led him to the middle of the dance floor before I began dancing wildly much to the pleasure of all the men. I was handed drink after drink through the night and after my tenth shot of what tasted like whisky, the rest of the night was blacked out of my memory.
