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Meghaine
Chap 3
The silver car speeds around the corner as the black one is right on its tail, bumping the rear of the car.
"I didn't think that they were supposed to try and wreck the other cars," Clarey comments biting her lip.
"Technically, they're not, but anything to win." Michael says watching as well, he was just as worried, because Miguel really had it out to get Meghaine. Probably because she had beat him in every race that they had.
"But…" Clarey doesn't finish as a loud screech is heard followed by an echoing boom.
"Shit!" Michael exclaims as he jumps over the barrier and begins running towards the sound with Clarey on his heels.
Brian gets there first and already has Meghaine pulled out of the crashed car and lying on the ground. Clarey kneels next to her, pushing the hair out of her face as a blue car screeches to a halt beside them. Derik jumps out of the car and rushes over to the corner, holding his hands up as the car starts on fire.
"We have to move her," Derik says avoiding the sparks from the car.
Michael nods in agreeance and carefully lifts the girl into his arms. Clarey, Brian, and Derik follow him as he carries her over to the sidelines.
"Did anyone call an ambulance?"
"Already done," Brian says wrapping an arm around Clarey's shoulder.
Meghaine groans and opens her eyes very slowly before looking at Michael. "I can't feel my legs. Why can't I feel my legs?"
Clarey jumps awake, sweeping a hand through her blonde hair. Meghaine wasn't in the room, probably getting ready for the race, Clarey assumes as she notices that the race is only two hours away. She reaches around in the dark and grabs her cell, dialing Meghaine's number quickly.
"Hey, where are you?"
'I'm on the other line with Michael. You awake now?'
"Yeah," Clarey answers biting her lip. "Where you at?"
'Near the woods.'
"Okay, I'll be there in a minute. I need to talk to you."
Meghaine doesn't answer as she hangs up the phone. Clarey looks at the phone in her hand for a moment before closing it and climbing out of bed. She throws on a pair of jeans and sweater before following Meghaine's path to the woods.
"Hey." Meghaine hangs up the phone as Clarey walks up to her.
Clarey wraps her hands around Meghaine's neck and pulls the girl close for a long kiss.
"Are you okay?" Meghaine asks breathing heavily.
Clarey nods. "I'm good, but I want you to do something for me."
"What?" Meghaine asks moistening her lips.
"Don't race tonight."
"What?"
"I just… I have a bad feeling. Please don't race tonight."
Meghaine runs a hand through her long hair before chewing on her bottom lip. "Clarey, I have not raced for the last three months, because you were worried after my last wreck. I've already promised Michael. I'm racing."
"Meghaine, please." Clarey tries to ignore the feeling of doom clouding her mind. "Do this for me."
Meghaine chuckles before grabbing Clarey's face with her hands and kissing the girl. "Don't stress, Clarey. I'll be fine. I've been doing this for a long time."
Clarey sighs as Meghaine's mind was already made up; the girl had to be part mule. "Just be safe."
Meghaine smiles before kissing Clarey again. "Always."
Meghaine turns her head as a blue car pulls up beside her silver one and a friend steps out of the driver's side. Meg releases Clarey's hand and hugs Derik as he runs over to her.
"Are you back, Meggie?"
Meghaine chuckles holding her friend close, "It depends. I'm really only here tonight because Michael needed a favor."
"Yeah he told me that Jamie broke his leg golfing," he says tracing the scar that goes from the beginning of Meghaine's right eyebrow all the way back to her temple. "You've been out for three months. Do you think you can still keep up with us? This hasn't done too much damage to that head has it?"
Meghaine chuckles again, "Yeah a racer breaking his leg golfing. That's definitely something that you don't hear about everyday. And yes, I think I'll drive circles around all of your asses. And it's just a scar. Nothing to worry about. Have you seen Miguel?"
"Yeah he's been bitching about something or other all day long. He did come back earlier with a bandage over his nose. I think someone got the better of him. "
"I saw him earlier. And I'm the one who got the better of him."
"You broke his nose?"
"Yeah, he grabbed me. He's not happy that I'm racing again."
"Because you wipe his ass with the floor every time that you race."
"He just doesn't like being beat by a girl." Meghaine says watching as their little pom runs through the crowd towards Clarey.
"Watch him," Derik says his eyes following Megs.
"Why?"
"Because people who come to these races are huge homophobes and I don't want any thing to happen to him either." His gaze moves over to Clarey, talking with Brian. "You still dating blonde chick?"
"That I am." Meghaine says her gaze resting on Clarey as well as her girlfriend's eyes meet her own and she takes a hold of Brian's arm before pulling him over to Derik and Meg.
"Hey, blonde chick," Derik says pulling Clarey into a one armed hug.
"Hey, Derik," Clarey says taking a hold of Meghaine's hand.
"Do you have my back on the track?" Meghaine asks glancing at the clock and realizing they only had five minutes before the race and only Miguel was MIA.
"I've always had your back on the track," Derik says taking a hold of Meghaine's hand and pulling her into a hug. "You've got mine right?"
"Every day," Meghaine answers her gaze moving behind Derik as the black car pulls up and Miguel steps out of it.
Meghaine can't help but doubling over in laughter at Miguel's face. His nose was swollen and bruised black and blue with the bone sticking out at an odd angle still. Even his cheeks and eyes around the nose were bruised. Miguel looks at the girl before walking over to the group. Meghaine stands straight and wipes a hand over her eyes.
"Miguel."
"Perra."
"Oh, are you still upset about earlier? Trust me your face looks better now."
"Mire la boca chica bonita." (Watch your mouth, pretty girl.)
Meghaine rolls her eyes at his comment. Miguel turns his head and looks at Brian as a disgusted look crosses his face.
"La chica bonita se asocia con el homo." (Pretty girl is associating with the homo)
"Watch it," Meghaine says ready to punch Miguel as Clarey gets his meaning in steps in front of Brian, shielding the boy from Miguel's view.
Miguel chuckles before looking Clarey up and down, his gaze very sexual. Meghaine clutches her fists and resists the urge to murder this man right now.
"Mírelo, Miguel. Usted quizás encuentre que usted mismo mirando a la chica equivocada." (Watch yourself, Miguel. You might find yourself looking at the wrong girl.)
Miguel's gaze moves from Clarey to Meghaine and he smirks at Meghaine's murdering gaze.
"Ella su chica?" (She your girl?), he turns to Clarey again before adding, "¿Usted quiere chupar esto?" (You want to suck this?) He asks as he grabs himself.
Meghaine's jaw drops open in shock and she takes a step towards the man, intending to murder him right there, but stops as the bell echoes throughout the night warning the racers that they only had a minute to get in their cars. Miguel chuckles before glancing at Clarey once more and turning his back on Meghaine.
"Later, chica bonita."
Meghaine glares after him for a few seconds before jumping as Clarey touches her arm.
"Hey."
"Are you okay?"
"Someone might find a little Mexican road pizza tomorrow, but yeah I'm fine. I'll see you after the race."
"Good luck and be careful," Clarey says hugging Meghaine before letting Brian hug her as well and pulling the boy towards the sidelines as Meghaine climbs into her silver car.
"You got my back?" Derik calls over the roar of the engines.
"As long as you have mine," Meghaine calls out before closing her door and starting her engine.
Clarey bits her lip as the three second countdown starts and the thin flag girl steps in front of the three cars.
"Don't worry!" Brian exclaims, "Meghaine is a great racer and these cars are way slow."
Clarey glances at him as the green hits and the flag is thrown into the air, the cars all racing at different speeds to get started. Meghaine stomps on the gas, letting the car jump ahead and switch gears. She readjusts her position as she passes Derik's blue car with Miguel right on her ass.
Meghaine climbs out of the car and smiles as Brian runs and jumps into her arms.
"Good job, Meghaine!"
Meg chuckles as Michael and Clarey join the small group.
"So, are you still number one, Mikey?"
"This is the first race that one of mine has won in three months," he says pulling her into his arms and twirling the girl in a circle. "You have to come back next week."
Meghaine opens her mouth to agree before glancing at Clarey. "I'll let you know," she answers before pulling Clarey into a hug.
"Damn, girl," Derik comments as he walks over to them. "You've gotten better in the three months that you've been missing. Hate to see what would happen if you were gone for longer."
Meghaine chuckles as the black car pulls up behind them and a very sullen looking Miguel steps out of it, moving to stand right in Meghaine's face.
"Próximas notificaciones de despido de tiempo." (Next time pink slips.)
"If you really think that you can beat me, Miguel."
Miguel scoffs before taking a step back and looking at Clarey again, "La oferta todavía se para." (The offer still stands.) He then looks back at Meghaine and the way her jaw was clenched tight before adding, "A menos que usted prefiera senos sobre dick." (Unless you prefer breasts over dick.)
"Well in order for you to find that out you'd have to get a dick now wouldn't you?" Meg retorts linking her arms with Clarey's and dragging her away, grabbing Brian's shirt as she leaves.
"What did he say?"
"Tirón estúpido. Cómo atrévase él hace un comentario como eso a mi chica. Yo lo mataré. Si él dice jamás algo como que a Clarey otra vez entonces yo lo mataré." (Stupid jerk. How dare he make a comment like that to my girl. I will kill him. If he ever says something like that to Clarey again then I will kill him.)"
Clarey rolls her eyes, "I don't understand you, Meghaine."
Meghaine stops walking at the edge of the crowd and turns to face Clarey before pulling her close for a kiss. "Don't worry about what he said, Clarey. He's an asshole."
"But it bugged you."
"Everything about Miguel bugs me, Clare. Don't worry about it." She pulls Clarey and Brian down the road to the pool hall.
"What are we doing here?" Clarey asks looking around the crowded bar.
"We're going to celebrate." Meghaine pulls Clarey and Brian into seats at one of the smaller round tables.
"What can I get for you?" A waitress looks down at them, looking increasing annoyed with her job.
"Three teas." Meghaine answers before turning back to her friends.
The waitress clicks her tongue before turning on her heels and walking over to the bar. Meghaine chuckles before looking over at the pool table and grabbing onto Clarey's arm pulling her with her over to the tables.
"What are you doing?"
"Playing pool." Meghaine answers pressing her body against Clarey's backing the girl into the table.
Clarey closes her eyes, concentrating on not turning invisible at her girlfriend's advances. Meghaine ignores her as she pulls Clarey's head towards hers and kisses the girl, ignoring as well the hoots and hollers in the background. Meghaine bites Clarey's top lip as a pair of arms wrap around her, underneath her breasts.
"Hello, pretty girl." He whispers in her ear.
Meghaine smiles and pulls away from Clarey before swatting behind her. "Knock it off, Derik. What are you doing here anyways?"
"I always come here after a race. I just didn't expect to see you here. I thought you swore this place off." He whispers against her ear, his eyes darting to Clarey's face.
"I did." She says as Derik rubs against her. "But I thought it time to introduce my other life to this part of my life."
Clarey tries to give a half smile before turning to the pool table clenching the wooden top. "So how do you play?" She asks looking over the table. "I mean, I know most of the rules but…"
Meghaine chuckles before pulling away from Derik and walking up behind Clarey, wrapping her arms around the girl's waist and biting her ear softly.
"Do you really want to play pool or would you rather go back to the mansion?" Meghaine trails her tongue along the rim of Clarey's ear.
The blonde swallows thickly before titling her head away. "It's up to you." She says ignoring the cat calls.
"Are you mad at me?" Meghaine asks running her hand underneath Clarey's shirt and feeling the smooth skin while placing a couple of kisses on the girl's neck.
"No, but… could we do this somewhere more private?" The older girl asks trying very hard not to disappear as she becomes more and more aware of the other people watching. "And where's Brian?" She asks before hearing a rather loud cat call. "Never mind."
Meghaine pulls away from Clarey before taking the girl's hand in her own. "Maybe we should get Brian to run us home. We'd get there quicker."
"Okay." Clarey agrees turning away from the table before letting loose a gasp as a familiar man grabs Brian by his shirt and picks him off of the ground. "Oh no, Logan."
Meghaine groans, she was horny as hell and wanted to get to their bedroom, not have to deal with the badger. She holds tightly to Clarey's hand and walks over to Logan.
"Put him down you big bully." Meghaine says frowning at him.
"What are you three children doing here?"
"Children?" Meghaine asks.
Clarey lets loose an 'eep' as she pulls Meghaine back to her side. "We were just going home." She says trying to placate their teacher.
"You shouldn't be here in the first place." Logan says setting the boy back on his feet but still holding onto his shirt. "You were racing again weren't you, Meghaine?"
Meghaine looks up at him from half-shielded eyes before sighing. "Please don't tell Xavier, Logan. He'll kill me."
"Not if I do it first, training dawn." Logan growls, "And if you don't show up on time then I will come and get you." He commands shoving Brian toward the door.
Meghaine frowns at him before holding onto Clarey's hand and dragging her towards the door away from the angry badger.
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