Disclaimer: I do not own the rights for the GTA game or the cities or the characters in the game...however I do own the city I made up and the characters that I myself created.

A/N: Well here's Chapter 22. And what better way than to post it up during the 3 years Ive had this story written, AND on my birthday no less haha. Hope you guys enjoy, and reply.

It didn't take David long to get showered and, dressed as he went through his closet on what shirt to wear. After several seconds of thinking, he grabbed a plain royal blue shirt and put it on. He had on matching hi-top sneakers including jeans, a thin gold chain with a small cross on it. He grabbed a small gold watch including his comb. He then applied some hair gel onto his hair.

The cell phone rang again and, David walked over pressing it and, setting it for speaker. He didn't bother who it was as he was in a rush. "Yeah?" he answered as he went back to combing his hair.

"WHERE THE FUCK ARE YOU DAVID!?"

It was Lilly.

"I'm getting dressed, can't you hang in there?" David yelled as he grabbed his Colt Mustang pistol and cocked it.

"Obviously not! David, you really gotta help me with this one, or I'm good as dead." Lilly complained.

"Alright, alright, keep your thong on. I'll be there in fifteen minutes." David said sounding slightly irritated. He grabbed a denim jacket and placed the .380 caliber pistol inside the jacket.

"You got ten," Lilly demanded. "And, don't forget to bring the cash with you!" She then immediately hung up afterward.

David rolled his eyes as he went underneath his bed and, pulled out a very large suitcase. Inside was the money he earned for various jobs including side jobs when he wasn't busy with Randy, Paul or, Johnny. Each knot of cash was wrapped with a rubber band and had a slip of a paper with a number showing how much. He grabbed several knots of cash while looking at each slip of paper and added it up to fifteen grand. When he was finished, he sipped up the suitcase and tossed it back under the bed. He then, placed it in a small plastic shopping bag, and grabbed his car keys from the dresser.

Once he locked the door, David placed the bag of money in his pocket and ran down the hallway, and down the stairs. He didn't have time to wait for the elevator as slow as it was. He continued running down the stairs till he arrived at the garage and jogged towards his Sentinel. He then got another phone call on his cell phone; he quickly saw that it was her again.

"Impatient bitch," David muttered as he set the phone to silent and started the car. He didn't bother looking behind as he pulled out of his parking space and drove out of the garage and headed outside. The screen on his cell phone flashed, and David had just had enough of Lilly's bullshit. He snatched the cell phone and began telling the caller off.

"Alright Lilly, what the fuck is wrong with you? I said I would come down to the goddamn Speedway, now didn't I? You can't just keep calling me so fuckin' much, so do me a favor, and knock it off, or I swear, I'll turn this fucking car, head back home, and you can deal with Johnny and whoever the fuck else, you understand me you pampered cunt?!" He screamed into the phone loosing his cool.

"David, relax it's just me."

"Randy?" David's eyes widened as he glanced at the phone, while swerving on the road dodging a couple of bikers. "Shit…sorry, man."

Randy was back at his nightclub in his office, in his towel. He used the bathroom in his office and was getting dressed while talking to his little brother on the speaker. "Listen, don't worry about it. I can bet she is giving you a hard time."

"Just from calling me so damn much, I mean, she needs money and my car. What the fuck does she need it for?" David wondered as he made a sharp turn and entered Brownstand.

"I wouldn't know. You did say she sounded worried right?"

"Or course," David said making a stop at a light. "She sounded scared shitless matter of fact."

"You think it's the Triads?" Randy wondered as he grabbed a pair of clean dress pants.

"I dunno, she didn't say."

"You sure, you don't want me to come along with you?" Randy asked.

"No thanks, big brother. I got this one myself." David guaranteed him as, the light went green and David stomped on pedal. He hung up the phone, and tossed it on the passenger side, not bothering to pick it up till he reached there.

The Sentinel raced through the street with David behind the wheel and entering the freeway. The cell phone screen flashed again, and David ignored it again. He turned on the radio and pressed the button for a random station, thinking that maybe some music would help him relax. The station he picked was G-Funk109. The station was on a commercial for Burger Shot's 'Heart Stopper' burger.

"Note to self; get one of those after this is all said and done," David said to himself out loud as he got off on the freeway and made a stop. "The Speedway should still be there, I hope." He waited for a moment till the light turned green and, started driving again.

After a second commercial for , the song 'Flashlight' started playing, and David nodded his head hearing George Clinton and the Parliament Funkedellic play. He then heard loud music along with the heavy thumping of bass as; he lowered the music down on his radio. He rolled his window down as he saw the Speedway parking lot.

There were several types of cars all modified for racing or just for show. The loud bass music continued playing. Some people were walking around staring at the cars, or drinking and talking to one another, while others were fighting and arguing wile their friends tried to break it up. David turned his head and saw several ladies dancing to the music and, grinding up against each other. He turned his head to the other side, looking for Lilly as he saw a couple of silhouettes going at it in the backseat of a pale green 1992 Primo.

Come on…where the hell are you, he wondered.

"Hey! David! Over here!"

David's head turned quickly as he saw Lilly yelling for him. She had on a red and white vertical stripe tube top that hugged her figure like static electricity and, matched her silk miniskirt and designer high heels. She had her hair done in straight and kept neat, which showed off a pair of large gold hoop earrings, a red and black leather choker, and full red lipstick. She had on an innocent look on her face like she was saying 'It's not my fault'.

David had to admit, as pretty as she was; the word 'slut' came into mind due to the outfit she wore as, she stood in the middle of a bunch of thugs. None of them didn't look happy with her at all, as David drove up closer. As soon as he stopped the car in front of them, David kept the engine on and got out of the car, only for Lilly to run up to him hugging him.

"David, you have no idea how much I'm happy to see you!" Lilly squealed happily as, she hugged him more. Her heels gave her a boost in her height as her breasts squished against David's chest, causing him to blush slightly.

"Lilly what happened here? Why did you need me to be here so badly?" David asked as he took a step back from her embrace.

"I think I can answer that one buddy." One guy answered as he walked over towards them. The sound of his ruby and yellow diamond covered pendant of a cross clinked loudly on his platinum chain. He was an athletic Chinese-American wearing a tucked in tank top showing off a diamond encrusted belt buckle of the middle finger. He had on black jeans that looked like they were fading, and black cross-trainers with the laces tucked in. His entire left arm from the shoulder down was covered in a series of tribal tattoos while there was one tattoo on his right shoulder that stood out like a sore thumb and, David took notice.

I-9.

Shit…he's a Triad, David said mentally.

"Name's Thomas Yune," Thomas said as he extended his hand. "Good to meet you."

David didn't bother shaking his and he just nodded his head. "Likewise. Mind telling me, what did Lilly do?"

"Straight to business. I like that in a man," Thomas laughed. "But come on, why don't you let me get you a beer or something and we can discuss this little dilemma later. How 'bout it?" Thomas requested.

"Listen Triad; I don't have time for this bullshit, including yours. Now tell me, what did she do wrong?" David said determinedly.

"Listen; I may be a Triad, but I don't do none of that shooting and killing, and all that shit. I'm the kind of guy who loves to have fun, and be merry. So ease up on the hostility," Thomas said defensively.

Lilly shot a glance at him and said, "Is that why you said, you were going to take it out on me if he didn't show up?"

Thomas eyes went wide as she looked at Lilly and then David. He then laughed and tried playing dumb. "Don't mind her, it's that liquor talking."

David wasn't buying any of it. "I don't start getting some fuckin' answers, I'ma…"

"Alright, alright," Thomas said as put his hands up defensively once again. "She came here, and usually made a couple of bets on a couple of races. She won a few, and she lost a few. Then the little bitch, decides to race me, and…"

"Fuck did you say?" Lilly said glaring at him.

"Lilly, enough!" David demanded. She stared at David who nodded at her. "Continue."

"Thanks," said Thomas as some of his boys walked up joining him. "As I was saying, she decides to race me not once, not twice, but three times…and lost. I'm sorry but a Cognoscenti is no match for a 2008 Bullet GT especially when it's been worked on for full performance. Each race she lost five g's, and as of now she's in debt. "

While Thomas's entourage nodded their heads in agreement, David stared at Lilly and shook his head as if saying 'shame on you'. He went into his pockets and pulled out the plastic shopping bag containing the money.

"Well, consider her debt paid in full," David said as he handed Thomas the money. "Fifteen grand all there."

Thomas laughed. "Well thank you, but as you see it's not enough."

I should've known, David mused. "The fuck you mean it isn't enough? You said she owed fifteen grand, so there it is, fifteen grand. What are you deaf? I thought Asians were good at numbers and counting!" David shouted directly in his face.

One of the thugs from his crew slipped on his brass knuckles, but Thomas shook his head, causing the thug to place his weapon back into his pocket. "I'm going to let that little wisecrack slide for now. The reason why I said it isn't enough is that, after a race, if you lose, you pay up immediately. And she was a bit late paying hers." Thomas said smiling.

"You're fucking kidding me aren't you?" David said staring at him in incredulity.

"Not at all," Thomas said grinning.

"Fine, how much in total?" David said resignedly.

"Well, aside from the fifteen grand she owes including late fees…lets see," Thomas said as he started adding the numbers up in his head for a few seconds and came up with a total. "It all comes up to a total of sixty thousand dollars…cash."

"You motherfucker," Lilly muttered under her breath. She then went loud on him and said, "I can't believe you would just up the price like that."

"I can't believe someone like you didn't know when to quit," Thomas said looking at her directly in the eyes and smiled. He then looked at David, while pocketing the cash David gave him. "You're still forty-five thousand short."

"What if I gave you my car?" David said as he took a step away from his car.

Thomas looked at him and started laughing. The rest of his crew joined in on cue and laughed hysterically at David's proposal. "You're playin' with me right? Why the hell would I want that stock Sentinel for to begin with?"

"First of all, it's a 2001 Sentinel, supercharged, with the engine replaced with a V-12, leather seats, and had the transmission replaced with a stick shift. The parts itself costs a good forty two hundred, and the car at least forty grand." David said crossing his arms looking at Thomas. I got every good mind to grab Lilly and toss her in the car and, drive off, he wondered. I bet they aren't even armed.

"That's all nice. But I'm not a big fan of 'em. Even so, you're still eight hundred dollars short." Thomas said after adding it all up.

"Look, why don't I pay you that later on alright. I mean, I already got a majority of the damn cash." David said as he took a step back.

"Well you better figure a way to pay me the rest of the money, or someone is getting fucked up." Thomas said grimly as he stared rather annoyed.

"Wait a minute, I thought you weren't into killing and all that shit." David said reminding him.

"I know I'm not." Thomas smiled somewhat. "But they are." Thomas pointed to his crew like they were ready.

David slowly went for the Colt Mustang in his back pocket ready to drop Thomas including each and every one of his buddies face down in a puddle of their own blood. He glanced at one of them as the thug slowly pulled out a Desert Eagle. He was really in it now, as didn't take the chance and pulled out his gun, already cocked and ready to be fired.

"HOLD IT!"

Everyone stopped as they looked at Lilly. She had a pissed off expression as she whispered to David. "Put the gun away. I got an idea."

"Forget it Lilly," David said angrily.

"Just do it David....please." Lilly said looking at David and pouted.

David gritted his teeth as he pocketed his gun back into his pocket. "Fine…your idea better fucking work."

"It will," Lilly promised as she turned around. "Why don't we make a deal here Thomas?"

Thomas stopped his crew and looked at Lilly questioningly. "A deal like what?"

"A race, consisting of you, him," Lilly said pointing at David. "And any two racers you wish."

"What are we betting on?" Thomas asked.

"Simple. If David here wins, the debt is paid off…and he gets to keep your car."

"What if I win Lilly? I've already told you before, I don't want his piece of tuned up shit," Thomas, said getting aggravated.

"Let me finish. You would not only get the car, and the money…but me as well."

"What?" Thomas said surprised.

"WHAT?!" David yelled in pure disgust. "She's kidding! Tell 'em, your fucking kidding!" He yelled waving his arms around.

Lilly ignored David as she walked up to Thomas wiggling her ass a bit and wrapped her arms around Thomas's waist. She stared at him grinning as she let one hand go and grabbed at the crotch of his pants. Thomas jumped and groaned while Lilly giggled and, continued to grope him. "How about it stud? For one whole month, you can fuck me whenever, where ever and however you like it."

"Stop playin'," Thomas said laughing. "Me getting a chance to bang the songbird of Daytona City? You're lying."

"You don't believe me?" Lilly said pretending to sound sad. "Why don't I make things a lot better? Your friends can even join in on the fun." She turned her head to them and offered. "What do ya say fellas? Yall wanan run a train on this piece of hot ass?"

All of them yelled and nodded in agreement and, excitement. David stared shaking his head. He could not believe what he saw including what she proposed.

"Alright…it's a deal." He turned to one guy from the entourage. "Go have things ready for the race. Let me know when things are ready ok?" The guy nodded and walked away. Thomas looked at the rest of his crew. "The rest of you decide on who's going to race." He said as they nodded and headed off, leaving him, Lilly and a still dumbfounded David alone.

"After I win this race, I'm fuck you till you reach that high note you love to do so much." Thomas said holding her grinning. "I bet you're still a real freak in the bed like you used to be, before you dated that wop Johnny aren't you?"

Lilly noticed several pieces of food that were stuck in between his teeth, and slightly cringed, but she continued rubbing his groin and smiling at him. "You'll just have to find out baby."

"We most certainly will." Thomas said as he let go of her and walked away to his car.

Lilly stared at him till he out of sight and laughed her ass off. "Come on David, let's get ready."

David looked at her still horrified. "I can not believe what you just did."

"I can't believe the idiot fell for it," Lilly said still laughing. She looked at the serious expression on his face, and relaxed a little. "Alright, what's the matter?"

David glared at her as if she didn't know. "Hello? Anyone in that head of yours? Do you have any fucking idea what you just put me in?"

"A race." Lilly simply put.

"A race against a Bullet GT!" David corrected. "Including two other cars that are probably equipped for street racing!"

Lilly patted David on the back. "Listen, David, you're not going to lose at all."

"How do you figure? If I lose, you're good as fucked…literally!" David said seeing the worst-case scenario in this.

"Listen to me, Thomas is a full blown horndog."

"Like your boyfriend Johnny." David explained.

"Whatever. He's always had a hard-on for me ever since I dated him for a single week. Gave the man a couple of pity fucks and blowjobs, next thing you know, he's sprung over me." Lilly said crossing her arms as she leaned against the warm hood of David's car.

"Excuse me, but what the hell does that have to do with anything?" David said glancing at her with the corner of his eye.

"Put it like this, once he has sex on the brain especially if it's going to be with me, he's gonna be a screw up on the race." Lilly grinned. Her eyes shined along with her bright white teeth. "Chances are he's gonna think about my boobs, and bam! He crashes into a building."

"Has he done that before?"

Lilly blinked. "Well, once…maybe."

He rolled his eyes. "What makes you so sure that he will even mess up?" David said still feeling a little uneasy about this. "I'm better off giving him my fucking watch or the clothes of my back. They should be worth something."

"Trust me David," Lilly said with a naughty smile across her face. "You're gonna win."

"I hope so…I really do." David said as one of the cronies from Thomas's crew walked over to them.

"It's time guys. Head on over to the corner of Lennox." He then turned around and jogged out of sight.

Lilly nodded her head, while David sighed and, opening the door for the two of them. As soon as two got inside the car, David turned on the engine and drove towards Lennox St. Part of him was determined to win this race, while the other part of him was worried as hell.

The moment David parked his car up in the middle of the street; he glanced to his side and, saw his competition. A green 1998 Phobos GT, a candy apple red 1992 Saturn that was customized extensively, and Thomas's blue and white pinstriped 2008 Bullet GT. Each of them was revving their engines loud causing most of the crowd to cheer. Thomas glanced at David and grinned giving him a thumbs down.

Three extremely fast cars…great…just fuckin' great, David thought as he looked at Lilly who gave him a thumbs up and a smile.

He then turned and saw Thomas revving his Bullet GT some more. "I am so fucked," he whispered to himself.

"What?" Lilly asked catching on to what David said to himself out loud.

"It's not the other two cars that have me shaking…it's that Bullet GT…if this is a single drag race, then we might as well forfeit." David said soundly slightly worried.

The same guy that told David it was time to race walked up to him and knocked on his window. David rolled it down and glanced at him.

"What is it now?" David said sounding malicious.

"It's going to be a circuit race, single lap. When the air horn goes off, you start racing, and go through these gates," he said pointing towards two separated burning barrels that were fifty feet away from them. "We already have someone there to keep track of where you are. Not to mention, someone holding up a sign telling you where to go. Don't worry you wont miss 'em. First one to make it back here, wins."

"Fine by me," David said trying to gain some tranquility before the race started. He rolled up his window, including pressing the button to roll up the window on the passenger's side. He then glanced at his radio and changed the station several times.

"What are you doing?" Lilly wondered as she leaned against the side of the door.

"Finding some racing music," David simply said and he continued checking for the station. In a couple of seconds, he found the station he was exactly looking for; Tech82.1. "Perfect." David said with a smug look on his face. He turned the volume up a little bit and waited for the race to start.

"Hey David, I'm sorry if I got you mixed up in all this." Lilly said turning her head looking at him. "I mean I would've called Alan, but knowing him, he's busy spending his money on women, and getting his car fixed up."

"Don't worry about it." David shrugged. "Just don't make it such a habit."

"Yeah, I'll try." Lilly chuckled. "You really think your stock car, can beat these three cars?"

"It better or, you're fucked…pun intended." David said reminding her again of the consequences should he happen to lose.

All four cars were now revving their engines as they each saw a skinny woman holding an air horn and walking to side of the cars. They were revving their engines more getting ready.

"Everybody, get ready!" she yelled out as he raised the air horn in the air. "Three! Two! One! GO!"

The moment she pressed down on the air horn, all four cars took off, while everyone cheered like crazy.

To Be Continued...