Fan Fiction
This story has been set to a rating of R. Age verification is required to proceed.
Missing. 3
I leave Joni at the start line and rev my engine to take a trial run on this track. It’s dark. The air is cool; there is a light misting type rain. It makes the road slick. Not being in any hurry I take the first of the 15 turns my tires scraping across the rumble strips. I read that this road was closed during World War 2….but it reopened afterward to host the first of it’s 5 motorcycle events. This would be the tenth. We where going to compete as a team of 5. Me being the best racer on two wheels….. I would take the last 9 hour shift.
The turns have serious bank I notice. The speeds get pretty high. It usually takes 10 minutes if not more to complete the lap. Some guy did it in 9 once. So of course if I think about this so I won’t have to think about her.
Her. Fuck her. Miss her. Turn. Miss her. She… me. Turn. Throttle brake lips turn. Straight away. Far away she. Me…. turn. Throttle rev. Brake. Turn. Brake. Turn. Brake. Turn. Carmen. Carmen. Carmen. Love you. Brake. Throttle. Turn. Lean. Lean some more. Oh shit. Fall down. Scrape the ground. The stars. The mist. The blood. The burn of pavement tearing my flesh. My tires are still spinning.
Well that went well. Till I wrecked. It’s all her fault I think as I grab my handle bars. I bring my bike back to it’s original standing point. I check for damage… nothing but scuffed paint and a little rub on my rear tire. My knee is bleeding through my newly ripped jeans. My knuckles are red with blood and my head is kinda ringing. Could be from the drinking we did before we got to the track could be the scratch on my helmet. My vision seems a little blurred like trying to read through a candle flame too long. But I get back on and finish my run.
When I hit the straight away I know what all the fuss is about with this track. I gun my engine as fast as it will go. I ride up this long empty dark road. The only light is from my bike and the stars. 122….125….135…..147….155…needle is in the red. I yell whoo…hoo…I am so free. Nothing touching me. No thoughts. No fears. No problems……I make the final turn with ease and meet the guys back at the start/ finish line.
Comments
Leave a Reply
You must be logged in to post a comment.



(14 votes, average: 3.86 out of 5)
You always leave me holding my breath until the last word of an update!
i’m glad carmen owned up to the fact that she made a mistake, but i also completely understand shane for being hesitant to go back with her. awesome update.
amazing! im glad you didnt go out tonight
That was so freakin’ amazing, I’m loss for words.I’m happy that Shane isn’t giving into Carmen so easily. Shane is right, she did everything for Carmen and Carmen kept doubting her and messing with her.I always love angst between lovers, when they love and lust for eachother but something stops them from being together.
amazing! im glad you didnt go out tonight
I’m doing my happy dance with gritted teeth. Damn this is an interesting turn of events. pps!
This is so freakin good! Carmen finally being the one doing the fighting for Shane. Cant wait for the next update!!
finally after a long vacation i managed to catch up on this amazing story. wow man luv the way ur mind works… i cudv nvr expected the story to turn out this way… keep going.. absolutly brilliant!! damn! ive missed this..
HOT DAMN! (Yeah I said that) Glad she found her so quickly. Shane’s pissed off attitude & low blows were so real. Carmen thought all she had to do was confess true love & she’d get her back…well think again. Luv ’em together but Carmen shouldn’t just expect to waltz in & get her back. Although I do think this separation was good for both of them. When they finally end up back together their insecurities won’t tear them apart. Wonderful!
MORE, PLEASE!!!!!
absolutely love your fics. And I agree, I want more!