Hackers with(out) Remorse - (Book 4 of the Marvelous 3 Saga)

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26a. - Are You Gonna Be My Girl Pt. 1

“Fuck!”

Tiana threw her head back against the pillow. Her legs wound tightly around Jason’s waist as he firmly gripped her hips and pounded her into the mattress. “Oh god, Jason! Fuck, Daddy, you’re-”

“That’s it, baby. Take this dick. Shit, you feel so fuckin’ good, baby girl.” Sweat pearled down Jason’s pectoral muscles and over his tight abs. His fingers dug so deep into her hips, Tiana swore he’d leave bruises. Her back arched as her nails clawed his forearms, leaving red marks on his skin. His enlarged dick throbbed inside of her as he slammed into her over and over again.

Tiana found it hard to find moments to breathe as she tried to brace herself for each ferocious thrust. She might have thought Jason was trying to fuck her into an early grave if she wasn’t already convinced that he loved her so much. Her pants and moans rang out as her chest heaved.

“Yea, you fuckin’ like that don’t you, baby,” Jason groaned as he picked up his pace. He lifted her thigh from around his waist and hooked her leg over his shoulder to fuck her from a different deeper angle. “You like the way Daddy fucks his pussy? Let me hear you say it, baby girl.”

Tiana gasped as Jason pounded into her, hitting her spot over and over again while the butt plug stimulated her nerves. Her abdominal muscles tightened as her thighs clenched. “Tiana!” he snapped, squeezing her thigh. “I’m fucking waiting,” he ordered.

“Yes, Daddy!” she cried. She felt Jason’s tongue trail over her calf leaned against his chest until his teeth nibbled at the plump flesh.

Owen leaned against Jason’s door from outside with a huge grin on his face. Tyler walked by drinking a beer when he spotted Owen. “What are you doing?” Tyler asked. Owen quickly shushed him and waved him over.

“He is fucking the living shit out of her,” Owen whispered as he pointed to the door.

Tyler furrowed his brow and leaned in as he heard Tiana crying out. “He sounds like he’s killing her,” Tyler said.

“Shit, killing that pussy,” Owen snickered. “Should we go save her?”

“And stop him from nutting? Then we’d face his wrath. I don’t fucking think so,” Tyler scoffed.

“True, true. He sounds pent up,” Owen said.

“He was only gone for a couple of hours!” Tyler said.

Owen shrugged. “Our boy’s a fucking sex addict. A few hours to us is like months for him.”

“Poor Tiana,” Tyler sighed.

“Says the guy who had her mauling the walls,” Owen grinned.

Tyler rolled his eyes when they heard Tiana scream loudly. “God, she sounds so fucking hot... dammit,” Tyler groaned.

“Calm your dick cause I’m sure she’s gonna need a break after this,” Owen said, pulling back from the door.

“Do you think we’re too much for her?” Tyler asked concerned.

“Nah, she’s fine,” Owen said, walking back to the living room.

Tiana panted desperately on Jason’s bed. Her face was drenched with sweat. Her pussy quivered as Jason pulled out of her, rubbing against her throbbing clit. Her thighs felt like jello and her stomach ached. She heard Jason get up to discard the condom before he grabbed a towel. “You okay, baby girl?” he asked as he wiped her wetness from her thighs.

“Define ‘okay’,” she said, trying to catch her breath. “Fuck, Jason. You made me sore.”

Jason smirked down at her. “But did you die?”

“That’s not the point, Jason,” she groaned. “I swear you left bruises, jeezus.”

Jason flexed his forearms and biceps to show her the bloody scratch marks she left on his arms. “Battle scars, babe,” he smirked. “Wear them with pride.”

Tiana rolled her eyes when Jason grabbed her hips and flipped her on her stomach. “Jason, baby, I need a break!” she freaked.

Jason threw his head back laughing. “Relax, baby. I’m just taking the plug out,” he said, slipping his fingers between the crack of her ass. “Unless... you want me to-”

“No!” she squealed, crawling away from him. “I still need to recover from you and your crazy ass. Go get Owen.”

“Owen?”

“Yes!” she said, scooting away from him. “I don’t trust your horny ass!”

Jason smirked as he crawled on the bed on top of her, highly amused by the way she retreated from him. He caged her between his arms as she looked up at him anxiously. “Are you trying to deny me what’s mine, baby girl?” he said, flicking his tongue against her lips.

“Jason,” she breathed out. “You’ve officially fucked up my guts, just-”

Jason slipped his tongue between her lips before she could finish her sentence. Her body caved into the bed as he kissed her aggressively. He sucked on her bottom lip before letting it go with a pop. Looking into her eyes, he smirked. “Valid point. Be right back,” he said.

Tiana cautiously watched as Jason got off the bed and pulled on a pair of sweats showing his large dick print. He opened his door and headed outside of his room. A part of her still couldn’t believe she was actually with three men. Three men who she swore were going to be the death of her. But Tiana couldn’t see herself without any of them. Nor did she think they’d ever let her go.

She looked up as Owen walked into the room. “Heard you needed me?” Owen inquired.

“Like half an hour ago. Didn’t you hear me screaming?” she pouted.

“Yea,” Owen smirked as he approached the bed. “You sounded hot as hell. Ty and I were tempted to join in.”

“Lord, help me,” she said, covering her face with a groan.

“I’m kidding, T,” Owen chuckled as he sat on the bed. “Come here.”

“No, you’re not,” she said, crawling towards him.

“Yea, I’m not,” he grinned as he grabbed her arm. “Lay down.” Tiana got on her back as Owen pulled her legs across his lap. “I’ll show you how to do this once, so next time you can do it yourself,” he said, bending her knees.

“Next time?!” she blurted.

Owen looked down at her with a raised brow as he massaged her thighs. “Are you telling me you didn’t like it?”

“Oh, she definitely liked it.”

Tiana turned her head to see Tyler leaning against the door with his arms folded over his chest. His eyes roamed over her body sparsely covered by Jason’s shirt, lingering on her exposed wet pussy. “Can I get a little privacy, Tyler?” she asked, closing her legs. “At least until I get this thing out?”

“She’s acting like my tongue wasn’t just in her pussy,” Tyler said flippantly.

“Right? Babe, he’s already seen it,” Owen said, prying her thighs open.

“You know what,” she said, getting up. “I’ll just figure it out myself.”

“Lay down, Tiana,” Owen said firmly, pushing her back down. Tiana looked at Owen and felt his finger slip between her thick, wet pussy lips. “Relax...” he said softly. He pushed her legs up to her chest. “Curl your legs up into this position.” She closed her eyes shut to brace herself as she felt his fingers probe her before he pulled the plug out. “Just like that.” She opened her eyes and saw Owen holding it. “See? Easy.”

She quickly got up and snatched it from his hand before she looked at Tyler. “Can we talk about what kind of toys you guys wanna use on me before you buy them?” she asked with a tinge of irritation.

“Don’t look at me. It was Owen’s idea,” Tyler smirked with his hands raised.

“I’m just trying to teach you, baby,” Owen said. “But sure. We can... talk about the things I plan on using on you.”

“Should I be scared?” she asked nervously.

“Probably,” Tyler smirked.

Owen chuckled as he kissed her forehead. “You never have to be afraid of me, T.”

“Yea, okay...” she said skeptically.

~*~

Tiana stepped out of the shower and checked herself in the mirror. She tip-toed to her room, hearing the guys talk amongst themselves. She didn’t bother to listen as she headed straight to her bedroom to get dressed. By the time she walked out, she saw Owen and Jason fully dressed in nearly all-black gear wearing leather gloves and holding their helmets and a book bag. Owen had a red scarf around his neck while Jason had a yellow one. They stopped talking to look at her.

“There she is,” Jason said, handing her a helmet. “Ready to go?”

Tiana looked at them confused. “Go where?”

“You’ll find out,” Jason said, heading to the door. “Owen and I have to make a quick stop. You’re riding with Ty.” Tiana quickly exhaled, not sure if she should be scared or excited. She was bordering on both.

“We’ll see you in a little bit,” Owen said, heading out the door. “Ty will take care of you but call if you need anything.”

“Right...” she said, looking towards the kitchen where Tyler was chugging down a bottle of water. He slipped on his leather gloves and readjusted the green scarf on his neck before he headed to the living room.

“You ready?” Tyler asked.

“I’d be more ready if I knew where we were going,” she said.

Tyler smirked. “Don’t worry about it. Just enjoy the ride.” He grabbed her hand and led her out of the house. Tiana watched Tyler settle on his bike. He was about to put his helmet on when he caught the curious way she looked at him. “What?” he asked.

“It’s just... this is probably my first time riding with you... and we don’t hate each other,” she said.

Tyler rolled his eyes with a smirk. “I never hated you, Tiana.”

“Lies and fallacies,” she said quickly. “We were both ready to throw hands. And I probably would have won.”

“First of all, I would never ever put my hands on you to hurt you. That’s not who I am. I’m not like my father.”

Tiana immediately swallowed hard at the serious tone in Tyler’s voice. “Tyler... that’s not what I mea-”

“I know what you meant, Tiana. I just need to make myself clear,” he cut her off. Tiana immediately looked down. She thought her joke was rather harmless and didn’t think it would trigger him. Now, she completely regretted it. She felt Tyler grab her hand and pull her towards him before he lifted her chin to meet his gaze. “When I met you, you got on my fucking nerves,” he said.

“Ditto, jackass!” she laughed, pushing his hand away.

“But,” he said, pulling her back. “That’s only because I didn’t like the way you made me feel.” Tiana felt Tyler tighten his grasp on her waist as he pressed his lips against hers. She relaxed against him as he kissed her tenderly. “Besides... if we did fight, you’d just end up underneath me,” he smirked against her lips.

“Yea, right,” she scoffed as he grabbed her wrist. “I’d have you flat on your back, boy.”

“With you on top?” he teased.

“Did you get possessed by Jason?”

Tyler chuckled as he put on his helmet. “Get on,” he ordered.

Tiana rolled her eyes as she put on her helmet. She carefully sat behind Tyler on the bike since she was still fairly sore. She wrapped her arms tightly around his waist as he revved the engine and took off.

~

Tyler checked his watch to make sure he was making good time. He was purposely driving slow. He enjoyed having Tiana this close to him. Her arms wrapped around him so dependently. He liked being protective of her. And he loved that she trusted him. It was a challenge for him not to turn around. He wanted so badly to kiss her. The smell of her gave him flashbacks to how intensely he ate her out.

“Tyler!”

Her voice was faint over the engine, but he felt her press her fingers into his waist. “I really need to pee!” she shouted. Tyler’s eyes darted until he saw a gas station off the freeway. He merged into the exit lane and pulled over. Tiana quickly hopped off of his bike. “I’ll be right back,” she said, running into the mini-store.

Tyler leaned back on his bike and checked his phone to see texts from Owen. He and Jason were almost at their final destination. He couldn’t help but feel worried. Owen had mainly been into men. Jason went through women like a bag of chips. And he himself had never had a girlfriend. He hoped Tiana would actually like what they had planned, and it wouldn’t completely turn her off.

Tiana walked out of the small bathroom of the mini-store and headed towards the register. “Can I get a Snickers?” she asked, taking out her wallet. “And one of those gum packs.”

The cashier put the items on the counter. She went to put her money down when another hand slapped a 20 on the counter. “I’ll cover her.”

Tiana glanced over her shoulder at a guy with shaved blonde hair and dark green eyes smirking at her. “Um... thanks... But you don’t have to do that. I’m fine,” she said.

“Yes, you are fine,” he grinned. “Very fine. My name is Tristan.”

“Tristan... nice to meet you. I have to go,” she said, quickly paying the cashier. She grabbed her things and went to leave when he blocked her.

“And your name is?” he asked.

“Could you please move?” she asked.

“Not until I get a name,” Tristan said, stepping up to her. She backed up and looked at the cashier, but he quickly looked away.

She rolled her eyes before looking at the guy in front of her. “Listen,” she said. “I don’t need to tell you my name. And right now, you’re making me uncomfortable. Could you please just move,” she said more firmly.

“Feisty,” Tristan smirked. “I don’t know why girls always play hard to get.” He grabbed her arm. “It would be easier on the both of us if you just complied.”

“Boy, get off of me!” she said, shoving him backward.

He stumbled back and narrowed his brows in frustration. He moved towards her when he felt someone grab the back of his jacket and yank him back. Stumbling into a racket of chips, he looked up to see a tall, muscular guy with short brown hair. He looked angry as hell. “Who the fuck told you to touch my girl?!” Tyler growled.

“Who the fuck are you?” Tristan said, standing up. Tyler harshly grabbed him by the shirt.

“Take it outside!” the cashier yelled at them.

Tiana panicked as she watched Tyler shove Tristan outside. She cringed as Tyler punched him hard in the face. “Tyler!” she screamed as he punched Tristan again, blood spurting from his mouth.

“Touch her again, and I’ll break your fucking face!” Tyler shouted at him.

“You’re fucking crazy!” Tristan shot at him as he held his bleeding nose.

“You don’t know crazy, motherfucker! I’ll show you crazy!” Tyler threatened.

Tiana quickly ran up to Tyler and grabbed his arm, yanking him back. “Tyler, please stop!” she begged, tugging his arm. Tristan quickly took off on his own motorcycle as Tiana continued to pull Tyler back. “Tyler!” she said, touching his chest. “Hey, come on! Look at me!”

Tyler’s jaw rippled angrily before he turned and looked down at Tiana. “Hey,” she said gently, grabbing his face between her hands. “It’s okay. It’s alright.” She could feel him vibrating with anger, and it truly worried her to see him so upset.

“Did that fucker hurt you?! Are you okay?!” Tyler said, quickly grabbing her as he frantically checked her arms.

“I’m okay, Tyler, really,” she said, trying to calm him. “Hey, look at me.” Tyler tried to slow his breathing as he looked into Tiana’s big brown eyes heavy with worry. “I’m fine,” she assured him. She stood on her toes and pushed her lips against his in a calming kiss. “I’m okay,” she said against his lips.

She felt Tyler wrap a heavy arm around her and lock her into his embrace. She stood there frozen for a moment as he held her tight and wondered if he’d ever let go. She knew the guy was protective, but this felt like something else. “Tyler?” she asked.

He eventually let her go and pulled back from her. She could see the look in his eyes was still very upset. “Are you-” she started.

“I’m fine,” he said curtly. He grabbed her hand and led her to his bike. “Let’s just go.”

Tiana hesitantly got on the bike and wrapped her arms around his tense waist. After seeing the brutality that her cousin and brother had gone through, violence was not something she handled well. She let out a deep sigh as Tyler pulled back onto the freeway.

~*~

Tyler pulled up to a parking lot a few feet from a large field, loud with the roar of motorcycles.

“Bout time you guys got here.”

Tiana felt someone grab her hand and looked up to see Owen smiling at her. He helped her off of Tyler’s bike and took off her helmet. “O-” she started before Owen quickly wrapped his hand at the back of her neck, slamming his lips into hers with a hungry kiss.

“What took you guys so long?” Jason asked Tyler as he dismounted his bike.

“Tiana needed to use the bathroom,” Tyler said. “And we ran into some... asshole on the way.”

“He give you guys problems?” Owen asked after he eventually let Tiana come up for air.

“Nothing I couldn’t handle,” Tyler said, looking at Tiana. She anxiously bit her lip as she looked away from Tyler and stared at the ground. Tyler furrowed his brow in concern at the way she avoided his gaze.

“You okay?” Owen asked.

“Yea, I’m good,” she said, backing up. “Where are we?”

“Ah-ha!” Jason said, walking up next to her. “Close your eyes!”

“Jason!” Tiana blurted as she felt him cover her eyes with his palms.

“Keep ’em closed,” Jason said as he started leading her down a path.

“I can’t help that when you’re covering my face,” Tiana muttered. She could hear the roar of motorcycle engines getting even louder as music boomed in the air and the chatter of people rose to deafening levels. “Jason, what the hell is going on?” Tiana said, grabbing his hand.

“We’re almost there,” Jason said.

“She’s gonna flip,” Owen smirked.

“At least he’ll shut up about it after this,” Tyler said. He walked alongside his brother as they followed Jason and Tiana.

“Voila!” Jason said, removing his hands from Tiana’s eyes.

Tiana opened her eyes and saw a large dirt track with many hills and valleys in front of her. There were stands full of people and groups of bystanders surrounding the track. She could see several dirt bikes flipping in the air as people cheered. The massive sign in front read: GLADIATORS COMPETITION

She looked up and saw a man practically flying in the air with his bike as tons of people applauded. “Holy... shit...” Tiana said, startled.

“Badass right?!” Jason said excitedly. “That’s motocross, baby!”

Tiana turned around and looked at Jason with confusion plastered on her face. “Jason... What are we doing here? Are we here to see the show or something?” she asked.

“‘See the show’,” Jason smirked. He pulled out a piece of paper from his pocket and handed it to her. “Baby girl, we are in the show!”

“What?!” she blurted.

“There’s a $100k grand prize AND a brand new fuckin’ gorgeous motorbike,” Jason said. Tiana just blinked at him.

“Told you she’d malfunction within the first 5 minutes,” Owen grinned. “Ty, give me my $40.”

“Damn...” Tyler muttered as he pulled out his wallet.

“Jason... what the hell?” Tiana said, confused. “I can barely ride a bike let alone a motorcycle.”

“We’ll teach you!” Jason said. “On the new one that we’ll win for you. Owen, Ty, and I are going to compete. You sit back and watch and enjoy the show.”

“Jason,” Tiana sighed. “This looks so dangerous. Why couldn’t we just go to the movies or something?”

“It’s not that dangerous, T. We used to do this shit all the time when we were kids,” Owen shrugged.

“Except that time we slid off the freeway and you got a concussion,” Tyler teased.

“It was a migraine!” Owen snapped.

“You had a knot on your head the size of a baseball,” Tyler snickered.

“Guys, this isn’t helping your case!” Tiana blurted. “I don’t like this. We don’t need that damn grand prize. Let’s just go!”

Jason quickly grabbed her shoulders and looked into her eyes. “Baby, please,” he said. “I thought this would be a good idea because... we’ve been through some serious shit. I want us to get away from all of this. Be with you. Use the prize money to take you somewhere nice, and... I can’t find the emotional energy to do an assignment. I know the guys can’t. This... this we’re good at. This allows us to let go. Do what we love to do. And win something nice for you. At least...”

Tiana felt her heart swell at Jason’s words. That he wanted to do something so sweet for her like take her on a nice getaway was not something she was used to anyone doing for her. Let alone three men.

She looked into his eyes and could see he was a bit more invested than she had realized. It was more than just a competition for him. It was one of his ways of coping with Dante. Jason was the life of the group. And if he was feeling a bit desperate to do something that brought them a little closer together, who was she to deny it?

“And you guys are okay with this?” she asked, looking at Owen and Tyler.

Owen shrugged. “We didn’t think you’d be into it, because of your nerves.”

“But this would be easy money for us,” Tyler added.

Tiana sighed as she looked at Jason’s expectant, hopeful blue eyes. “As long as you promise to be careful, please,” she begged.

Jason beamed as he pulled Tiana into his tight embrace. “Promise!”

~*~

Tiana leaned against a metal gate as she watched the guys change into the gear they had carried in their bags. “Do you guys match like this all the time?” she asked, eyeing the color pattern of their pants and jackets. “First, the scary RaVage masks. Now, this?”

“It’s a way for us to identify ourselves without having to give ourselves away,” Owen explained.

“Makes sense... It’s also freaking adorable. You guys remind me of the Powerpuff girls,” she teased.

“Jeez, babe, not even the Rowdy Ruff Boys?” Jason smirked as he walked up to her. “We gotta be the Powerpuff Girls?”

“I could have also said Power Rangers,” she smirked as Jason grabbed her waist.

“Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles,” he said, flicking his tongue against her lips.

“I love a man who knows his 90s shows,” she grinned as he lowered his head and kissed her.

“Technically, TMNT made their first appearance in the 80s,” Owen said. “T, are you okay with watching us from the stands?”

She pulled away from Jason’s lips and looked behind them at the stands crowded with people. “I don’t really wanna be so far from you guys,” she pouted.

“Cute,” Owen smirked. He grabbed her hand and pulled her forward as he pointed. “Just stay there, so we can keep an eye on you.”

“While you’re competing?” she said sarcastically. “I’ll be fine, Owen. I’m like the only black person here. I won’t be hard to spot. Just point me to the food stand.”

“This is why I love her,” Jason chuckled. “Food trucks are located on the side.”

“Just stay out of trouble and don’t talk to anybody,” Tyler said, handing her some money.

“Sure thing, Daddy,” she rolled her eyes sarcastically. “Thanks for my allowance.” Tyler blinked at her and she looked at him confused. “I was kidding, Tyler,” she said. “Why are you looking at me like that?”

“I think you just woke Little Tyler up,” Owen smirked.

“Gotta be careful how you use that word, baby girl,” Jason chuckled.

“You guys are freaks. You can go now,” she said, shooing them away.

~

The guys grabbed their bikes and stood by the starting lines. Owen glanced over at Tiana sitting in the stands when she waved at them. Tyler and Owen smirked at her while Jason winked with a grin.

Owen noticed the flushed expression on his brother’s face. “Ty, you okay?” he asked.

“Yea, she... It’s kinda hot when she calls me that...” Tyler muttered.

Jason immediately burst out laughing as Owen shook his head with a smirk. “Think our boy is into the Daddy kink,” Owen said.

“I didn’t say that,” Tyler said quickly. “I just think it’s kinda hot. But I’m not into it like you guys.”

Owen looked at Jason and grinned. “Vanilla.”

Jason burst out laughing as Tyler scowled at his brother. “Not everyone’s a freak like you, Owen.”

“Brother... you tongue-fucked her so good, you wore her juices like a face mask,” Owen smirked. Jason’s laughter reached an octave higher as Tyler punched Owen in the shoulder. “OW!” Owen laughed.

“Let’s just stay focused on winning this shit for her,” Tyler said, mounting his bike.

~

Tiana sat on the stands, watching the bikes line up. The people around her cheered as the air became cloudy with the smell of oil engines, beer, and weed. It frustrated her that she could literally count on one hand how many black people were there. “Typical...” she muttered.

She set her eyes back on the racers and immediately spotted her boys. She waved excitedly as they acknowledged her back. It gave her an unexpected rush to know that these guys were nonchalantly doing something so dangerous just for her. She tried to calm her anxiety and smiled when she saw Jason give her a thumbs-up.

~

“She looks pretty calm so far,” Jason said, giving Tiana a reassuring thumbs-up.

“Let’s hope it stays that way,” Owen said, tightening his glove straps.

“Well, look who the fuck it is.”

Owen glanced back and immediately groaned annoyed. “You gotta be fucking kidding me.”

Tyler’s face immediately turned red when he saw Mikhil from the fight they had a while ago. “If it isn’t the three stooges,” Mikhil smirked, walking up to them with four guys trailing after him.

“We don’t have time for your shit, Mikhil,” Owen said. “Go back to whatever hole you crawled out of.”

“Ouch!” Mikhil said, feigning offense. “And here I thought you were the nice brother. Oh, wait... no, you’re the brother that likes to fuck men. Watch out guys. This fag might try to suck your dick.”

The group of guys laughed before Tyler hopped off of his bike and grabbed Mikhil’s shirt. “Say that shit again, and I’ll fuck you up worse than I did last time!” Tyler growled at him.

“You can fucking try, you piece of shit,” Mikhil shot back.

One of the guys tried to grab Tyler, but Jason quickly yanked him back and shoved him to the ground. Two more guys tried to attack Jason as Mikhil and Tyler both grabbed each other when Owen quickly got in the middle. “Woah, woah, woah!” Owen snapped. “Calm down! Calm the fuck down! Ty! Jason! I said stop!”

Jason shoved the two guys off of him as Mikhil yanked his shirt out of Tyler’s death grip. “What are you, their fucking leader, now that Dante’s worm food?” Mikhil said to Owen snidely.

“Motherfucker, I just saved your narrow ass. So, how about you shut the fuck up, walk away, and keep Dante’s name out your mouth,” Owen threatened. “Cause you’re testing my goddamn patience.” Mikhil looked at the three of them and sucked his teeth. “We came here to race. That’s it. I won’t say it again. Walk away, or we will fuck you up,” Owen warned.

Mikhil glared at Tyler before he snapped at his boys. They headed in the other direction. “Fucking assholes...” Tyler muttered.

“Shit...” Jason said, looking up. “Well, if our girl wasn’t already stressed the fuck out...”

Tyler and Owen looked up to see Tiana panicking. They both awkwardly threw her a thumbs-up, hoping that would reassure.

~

“Are you fucking kidding me?!” she blurted. “They almost get into a fight, and they think a freaking thumbs-up is supposed to all of a sudden make me feel better?!”

Tiana groaned into her hands as her knee bobbed sporadically. Music started blaring from the speakers as she heard the engines rev. “GLADIATORS! Start your engines!” a voice roared from the speakers.

Tiana covered her ears from the loud noise. She felt an uneasy feeling in her stomach as she watched smoke pick up around the riders. She tried to ignore the fact that they almost got into a fight. She felt like they were always getting into some altercation. For them it was normal, but she swore her hair was going to turn white at the age of 35 because of them.

“It’s okay, Tiana. They’ve done this before. They’ve done this before,” she said to herself as she clenched her hands tightly. She looked up and saw the light hanging above that was flickering red. She saw a man climb the pole and hit it frantically until it stopped flickering. Then, it changed from red to yellow to green. The sound that permeated the air scared the crap out of her before all the bikes took off down the long, winding, bumpy dirt road.

Everyone around her shouted and screamed their excitement, but she could barely breathe. Her nerves were completely on edge as she kept her eyes on her three lovers. Tyler and Owen were ahead of the rest of the pack, but she couldn’t find Jason. She started to panic, trying to find him when she heard a wild scream and saw Jason’s bike flip several feet in the air.

It wasn’t until she heard him whooping with glee that she realized he was actually having a ball. Her heart nearly fell out of her butt when she saw him land right next to Owen and Tyler who were swerving off of a hill doing mini flips of their own. “Psychopaths. I fell in love with a bunch of psychopaths,” she said, pulling her hair.

She tried to loosen up as much as everyone else who was enjoying the show. The boys seemed to be having the time of their lives, and they were in the lead with a few others out of what seemed like 40 bikers.

Her foot tapped anxiously, her nerves slowly winning out. She took out her phone and decided to check in on her people just to distract herself. She sent a quick text to Shae and David. Putting her phone down, she looked out on the track when she received a quick response from David.

Tiana: Hey! How are you doing?

David: Miles is playing Call of Duty on my hospital TV :(

Tiana chuckled as she sent him another text to which he quickly responded.

Tiana: At least he’s keeping you company. :)

David: Not the kind of company I was looking for...

Tiana smirked as she bit her lip.

Tiana: Just hurry up and get better so we can finish our school program’s project. :P

David: I’m surprised we haven’t failed this program already lol

Tiana: Getting shot is a good reason to miss classes, David...

She waited for him to respond which took a while.

David: As long as you weren’t hurt...

Tiana felt a hollow feeling in her chest. She looked up and saw the guys still racing when her phone buzzed again.

David: I’m just glad you’re okay. And I hope you’re feeling better. I’m always here if you need to talk.

Tiana smiled and slowly tapped at her phone. She couldn’t believe this guy was still thinking about her safety.

Tiana: Thanks, David... I’m really glad you’re okay too. I really missed hanging out with you.

It took him so long to respond that Tiana wondered if he ever got the text. “Maybe he fell asleep,” she said, looking back at the track when her phone buzzed again.

David: I missed you too, Tiana...

She looked up when she heard the roar of applause as the bikers made their final lap. She knew it’d take at least another 10 minutes for them to finish and took the opportunity to get something to eat. Tiana responded to a late text from Shae as she stood in line at the hot dog stand. “Next,” the cashier said.

“One hot dog, please,” she asked. The cashier disappeared before quickly reappearing with a hot dog wrapped in foil. “Thanks,” she said, paying him. She walked to the side and absentmindedly texted while eating her hot dog.

“I love a girl that can deep throat.”

Tiana looked up from her phone to see the same guy she met at the store standing in front of her. “Huh? What are you doing here?” she asked, confused.

“Racing with my team,” he said, walking up to her. “What are you doing here?” Tiana immediately backed up as she finished the last bite of her hot dog. She went to walk past him when he blocked her again. “You’re such a fucking tease using your mouth like that,” he smirked at her.

“You mean eating? Headass,” she said sarcastically as she rolled her eyes. “That hot dog was not that big.”

“Good, cause I’m packing bigger,” he said, grabbing his crotch. Tiana scoffed in disgust and tried to move past him again, but he blocked her again. “Where’s your attack dog?” he smirked.

“I swear if you don’t move,” she said annoyed.

“I never got your name though,” he said, invading her space.

“If I have to ask you to move one more damn time,” she threatened.

He immediately grabbed her arm, yanking her forward. “You’ll what...” he said menacingly. His eyes nearly bulged out of his head when he felt her knee hit his groin. He nearly toppled over as Tiana pushed him to the side and ran past him. She frantically looked towards the race track to see the bikers were no longer racing.

Taking out her phone, she went to call Owen when she knocked into something hard and stumbled backward. “Hey, watch it- oh... this day just keeps getting better and better,” Mikhil turned around and smirked at her.

Tiana knew the guy looked familiar, but she couldn’t place from where. She didn’t bother trying to figure it out and quickly turned around to run in the other direction. But she bumped into an angry Tristan who quickly grabbed her. “Shit, man, you okay?” Mikhil asked.

“No! This bitch just fucking kneed me in the balls!” Tristan growled.

“Get off of me!” she shouted as she tried to elbow him.

“Wait, her? This is who you were talking about?” Mikhil threw his head back laughing. “You didn’t tell me it was the darkie.”

“Let go of me, you fucking asshole,” she said, bashing her head back and hitting Tristan in the face. When he let go of her, she slipped out of his grasp to run before Mikhil grabbed her.

“Woah there,” Mikhil grinned, pulling her back. “Now, you can’t hurt one of my boys and think you can get away with it.”

“I swear, I will fucki-” she started.

“This is the black bitch Tyler is fucking,” Mikhil said to his guys. “You guys ever fucked black pussy before?” When the rest of them started laughing, Tiana raised her foot and stomped on his toes until he screamed. She quickly ran and barely got a few feet before one of them tripped her. She looked up to see the crowd of people blocking her view. She had no idea where the guys were.

She felt someone grab her waist before she was flipped on her back. She kicked blindly as they tried to grab her legs. She got in a few kicks to the face when Mikhil finally restrained her leg. “Ain’t nobody gonna hear you, bitch,” he said, crawling on top of her.

Tiana kneed him in the stomach. As he groaned, she went to crawl out from under him when she saw his head nearly spin as a foot smashed against his face. Her eyes bugged as she saw Tyler grab Mikhil by the neck and pin him to the ground. She felt someone grab her arm.

“Tiana, are you okay?” Owen asked, pulling her back. She saw Jason jump on top of two guys and slam his fist into one of their jaws till she heard a crack. “Tiana!” Owen shouted.

“Y-yea,” she stammered, turning to him. She was startled by the angry glare in his eye.

“Stay here,” Owen snarled. He pushed her back and immediately tackled Tristan to the ground. She cringed as she heard Owen’s fist make contact with Tristan’s face over and over again.

“Oh god...” she said, stepping back. “G-guys.” She looked on in horror as she heard screams. She glanced to the side and saw Jason holding someone’s arm out. She panicked at what he’d do next. “No, wait! Jason, don’t! Jason!” she said, running up to him. But before she could reach him, she heard a disturbing crack and blood curdling scream as she covered her face.

She peeked through her fingers and saw the guy’s bone sticking out of his arm as Jason angrily tossed him to the ground before kicking him in the face. “Touch her again, and I’ll fucking kill you!”

Tiana turned to see Tyler slamming Mikhil’s head into the ground over and over again. Owen who was mounted on top of a guy was eerily silent when she realized he was severely choking Tristan. “Owen! Owen!” she yelled, running up to him. She tried to pull Owen off, but he barely budged. His fingers wrapped around Tristan’s neck, pushing into his windpipe as Tristan’s bloodshot eyes bulged.

“Owen, please stop! You’ll kill him! Baby, stop!” she pleaded, trying to pull him off. Owen lessened his grip and stood to his feet. He stomped Tristan in the face several times before spitting on him.

Tiana put her hands in her hair not knowing what to do. She felt a panic attack coming on as she started to hyperventilate. Flashbacks of her cousin getting into similar fights before having the shit beat out of him by the cops plagued her mind.

The three of them were impossible to control. She heard the sound of a fist hitting something wet and spotted Tyler’s bloody fist wailing into Mikhil’s distorted and unrecognizable face. She sprinted towards him and tried to stop him as she grabbed his arm. She nearly toppled over from the sheer force of his fists. “Tyler!” she screamed.

Owen heard Tiana’s screams and finally snapped out of it as he rushed to help her. He grabbed Tyler’s waist and hauled him off. Tiana breathed heavily when she saw a few of the competition representatives hoist Jason off of the other two guys.

“GET THEM OUT!” one of the reps shouted. “ALL OF THEM ARE DISQUALIFIED!”

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