1 Playing With My Heart
By Ninth Lady
1.1 Chapter Three: Reflections
1.1.1 Gena's Point of View
I walked into my apartment in a daze. The day had certainly been odd. I'd been taking a walk around the city when none other than Axel pulls up in front of me.
At first I was shocked that some car had just performed a perfect 'Crazy Drift' to avoid hitting a bus. That turned into surprise as Axel swings up next to me and motions for me to get in. Since he was a co-worker, and occasionally a friend, I got in.
We drove in complete silence, then he stopped under a tree. Next thing you know, he's apologizing. APOLOGIZING!!?? In all of my twenty-three years, no man, not even my father, has ever apologized to me. Well, except for Gus and BD. But the aren't pimps. Every other guy, has been a pimp.
I didn't know what to say or do, but I managed to start retelling yesterday's events. Did I detect fury in those blue eyes? We sat there and just talked and talked. I guess I had never realized how sensitive a man could really be, or such a good listener. I finally realized the time and apologized.
He said it was okay and that he'd drive me back. I couldn't believe it at all. The real shocker was when he invited me to dinner. And I accepted!!
So I'm still in shock. It seemed to me that, he hadn't wanted to be my friend. Not like B.D. Joe. Enough about this! I need to get changed.
Axel's POV
I did it I actually did it. I invited a girl to dinner with me I put aside my manly pride and apologized. If only my daddy could see me now. He'd be so shocked that he'd have a heart attack. Oh wait, he already has.
My daddy died of a heart attack and I swear the doc listed more problems. He was a heavy drinker and smoker. I guess that's where I get it from. He was your average trailer park junkie that had sex and dropped out of middle school. After my mom had me, their parents forced a marriage upon them. Neither one was ready for a commitment of any sort; I don't think a goldfish would have lasted long in their hands. Then you shove a newborn baby and a marriage at them? Not a wonder mom ran away and dad turned into the man he became.
Dad then turned to drinking and gambling. He gambled everything away. I was usually hungry and subjected to being teased at school. Then, after I hit ten, he got a girlfriend. That was the first time I had ever seen sex, and damn was I hooked. He just got one girl after another, no commitment or love in it at all. Well, maybe the women thought. He had unknowingly taught me a lesson that I still use today, how to satisfy the urge until you meet another woman. I guess food just went out the window. I could just watch a porn movie and boom I didn't need to eat.
Okay, so I was still hungry, but you know what I mean. I lost my virginity at the age of twelve. I was definitely hooked. By the time I was fifteen, I had had more sex than my dad. Then one day, he jus' fell over.
I thought he was jus fakin' it since we had jus been in a fight and I was really mad. I shouted and cussed at him and left. I came back the next day and a neighbor told me he was dead.
Damnit, I'm talkin' too much 'bout myself again. Once inside my pad, I threw myself on my bed, narrowly missing my CD Walkman. What to do; what to say; what to wear. Then it hit me. Where was I going to take her?
Then this really grinchy idea enters my head. Pierre, he was always telling me that he had tickets to these great restaurants. Maybe, I could get him to give me two.
I ran outside and jumped into my cab, I had a Pierre to find.
1.1.2 Gena's POV
I threw another outfit on my bed in utter disgust. Why didn't I have something good when I needed it? Well sure, I didn't go out much but, geez. Couldn't I have at least ONE nice dress? The closet didn't respond, but what the hell. All it does is hold clothes all day. Stupid me, it isn't even ALIVE!!!
I fell back on my bed and let out a long sigh. It was times like this that made me wish Mom was still alive.
My mom was a single mother she never married my father. I remember her telling me that if you love someone you let them go. She gave birth to me after she had finished law school. Then, she worked tirelessly to pay the bills, and take care of me. I'll always admire that, the way she still found plenty of time to be with me even when she was busy. I loved my Mom with all my heart. Then one day, she got killed in a car crash.
I was devastated, she was all I had, and now, that was gone. I plunged deep into sorrow. My grades began to fail and I was close to being evicted. Even racing, my life long passion had no appeal to me. Then, I met Alex. He was different he brought me back into the world. My grades improved and I got a job. I thought he loved me after all he had been there when I needed it most.
Yet, there was something wrong. He didn't like me racing. I did it all the time I was constantly practicing. My mom always said that I got that from my father, but I don't know. I even got offers to become a pro racer! I was soon filled with this newfound happiness that I didn't realize that there was a price. He wanted my body, and like the fool I was, I gave it to him.
We started talking about getting married and all. I was sure that it would happen we would have a nice, peaceful life. Then he got that internship. All my dreams of marriage were shattered. After lots of talking, we decided that it was for the best. He would go to New York and I would stay and become a pro racer. Everything was fine until we got to the airport. I began to panic. My mom had left me all alone, and he was going to as well. I would have done anything to keep him with me.
I begged him to stay, for me, for us. But he shook his head and kissed me gently. He told me that he would come back. I cried as he boarded the plane. I knew he wasn't coming back, and I was right.
I shock my head and got up, this was no time to be reminiscing about the past I had a dress to find.
Author's Notes:
I hope that you enjoy this next installment of my story. I'm crossing my fingers that the next chapter will be longer.
*Noriyuki* Thank you for being the first person to review this story!! THANK YOU FOR YOUR SUPPORT!!!!
*Mark 'Manix' Odell* *Blushes furiously* I'm glad you find it cool.
*Leah Weasley* Where would I be without my greatest fan? No too far. I'm thrilled that you love my story and I hope this chapter is up to your expectations. I'm a romantic girl too. So I adore love stories. (Most of my fics are romance….)
*Rocker Baby* I'm glad it rocks! Please continue to read it!!!
*SpacePirate Khan* I hope I spelled your name right! Thanks for reviewing!!!
By Ninth Lady
1.1 Chapter Three: Reflections
1.1.1 Gena's Point of View
I walked into my apartment in a daze. The day had certainly been odd. I'd been taking a walk around the city when none other than Axel pulls up in front of me.
At first I was shocked that some car had just performed a perfect 'Crazy Drift' to avoid hitting a bus. That turned into surprise as Axel swings up next to me and motions for me to get in. Since he was a co-worker, and occasionally a friend, I got in.
We drove in complete silence, then he stopped under a tree. Next thing you know, he's apologizing. APOLOGIZING!!?? In all of my twenty-three years, no man, not even my father, has ever apologized to me. Well, except for Gus and BD. But the aren't pimps. Every other guy, has been a pimp.
I didn't know what to say or do, but I managed to start retelling yesterday's events. Did I detect fury in those blue eyes? We sat there and just talked and talked. I guess I had never realized how sensitive a man could really be, or such a good listener. I finally realized the time and apologized.
He said it was okay and that he'd drive me back. I couldn't believe it at all. The real shocker was when he invited me to dinner. And I accepted!!
So I'm still in shock. It seemed to me that, he hadn't wanted to be my friend. Not like B.D. Joe. Enough about this! I need to get changed.
Axel's POV
I did it I actually did it. I invited a girl to dinner with me I put aside my manly pride and apologized. If only my daddy could see me now. He'd be so shocked that he'd have a heart attack. Oh wait, he already has.
My daddy died of a heart attack and I swear the doc listed more problems. He was a heavy drinker and smoker. I guess that's where I get it from. He was your average trailer park junkie that had sex and dropped out of middle school. After my mom had me, their parents forced a marriage upon them. Neither one was ready for a commitment of any sort; I don't think a goldfish would have lasted long in their hands. Then you shove a newborn baby and a marriage at them? Not a wonder mom ran away and dad turned into the man he became.
Dad then turned to drinking and gambling. He gambled everything away. I was usually hungry and subjected to being teased at school. Then, after I hit ten, he got a girlfriend. That was the first time I had ever seen sex, and damn was I hooked. He just got one girl after another, no commitment or love in it at all. Well, maybe the women thought. He had unknowingly taught me a lesson that I still use today, how to satisfy the urge until you meet another woman. I guess food just went out the window. I could just watch a porn movie and boom I didn't need to eat.
Okay, so I was still hungry, but you know what I mean. I lost my virginity at the age of twelve. I was definitely hooked. By the time I was fifteen, I had had more sex than my dad. Then one day, he jus' fell over.
I thought he was jus fakin' it since we had jus been in a fight and I was really mad. I shouted and cussed at him and left. I came back the next day and a neighbor told me he was dead.
Damnit, I'm talkin' too much 'bout myself again. Once inside my pad, I threw myself on my bed, narrowly missing my CD Walkman. What to do; what to say; what to wear. Then it hit me. Where was I going to take her?
Then this really grinchy idea enters my head. Pierre, he was always telling me that he had tickets to these great restaurants. Maybe, I could get him to give me two.
I ran outside and jumped into my cab, I had a Pierre to find.
1.1.2 Gena's POV
I threw another outfit on my bed in utter disgust. Why didn't I have something good when I needed it? Well sure, I didn't go out much but, geez. Couldn't I have at least ONE nice dress? The closet didn't respond, but what the hell. All it does is hold clothes all day. Stupid me, it isn't even ALIVE!!!
I fell back on my bed and let out a long sigh. It was times like this that made me wish Mom was still alive.
My mom was a single mother she never married my father. I remember her telling me that if you love someone you let them go. She gave birth to me after she had finished law school. Then, she worked tirelessly to pay the bills, and take care of me. I'll always admire that, the way she still found plenty of time to be with me even when she was busy. I loved my Mom with all my heart. Then one day, she got killed in a car crash.
I was devastated, she was all I had, and now, that was gone. I plunged deep into sorrow. My grades began to fail and I was close to being evicted. Even racing, my life long passion had no appeal to me. Then, I met Alex. He was different he brought me back into the world. My grades improved and I got a job. I thought he loved me after all he had been there when I needed it most.
Yet, there was something wrong. He didn't like me racing. I did it all the time I was constantly practicing. My mom always said that I got that from my father, but I don't know. I even got offers to become a pro racer! I was soon filled with this newfound happiness that I didn't realize that there was a price. He wanted my body, and like the fool I was, I gave it to him.
We started talking about getting married and all. I was sure that it would happen we would have a nice, peaceful life. Then he got that internship. All my dreams of marriage were shattered. After lots of talking, we decided that it was for the best. He would go to New York and I would stay and become a pro racer. Everything was fine until we got to the airport. I began to panic. My mom had left me all alone, and he was going to as well. I would have done anything to keep him with me.
I begged him to stay, for me, for us. But he shook his head and kissed me gently. He told me that he would come back. I cried as he boarded the plane. I knew he wasn't coming back, and I was right.
I shock my head and got up, this was no time to be reminiscing about the past I had a dress to find.
Author's Notes:
I hope that you enjoy this next installment of my story. I'm crossing my fingers that the next chapter will be longer.
*Noriyuki* Thank you for being the first person to review this story!! THANK YOU FOR YOUR SUPPORT!!!!
*Mark 'Manix' Odell* *Blushes furiously* I'm glad you find it cool.
*Leah Weasley* Where would I be without my greatest fan? No too far. I'm thrilled that you love my story and I hope this chapter is up to your expectations. I'm a romantic girl too. So I adore love stories. (Most of my fics are romance….)
*Rocker Baby* I'm glad it rocks! Please continue to read it!!!
*SpacePirate Khan* I hope I spelled your name right! Thanks for reviewing!!!