Page 103 of Losers, Part II


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When the song ended, we sighed and looked up at each other in surprise.

“Jess, honestly, I don’t feel like working out today,” he said. “I slept like shit.”

“Me too,” I said. “I’m so tired. My head hurts.” I made a face at my gross protein bar, crumpled the wrapper around it, and stuffed it back in my bag. “Let’s skip the gym today.”

“That sounds good to me,” he said.

“I’m going to call out of work,” I suddenly muttered. “I sincerely don’t have the energy to deal with bullshit today.”

“Damn, being bad today, huh?” he said, pinching his lip thoughtfully. “I think I’ll join you on that bullshit-free day of yours. Sounds exactly like what I need.”

Already feeling better, I turned the radio up and settled back into my seat. “So, what should we do?”

He gave me a smile that spoke of only wicked things.










33 - Jason

Thick white smoke filledthe air as my tires shrieked, skidding on the asphalt. I whipped the Z into a tight circle, pushed the clutch in as I braked, tapped the acceleration, and flew sideways through the turn.

Jess, sitting beside me in the passenger seat, was shrieking her lungs out. She hadn’t decided yet if she loved it or was terrified for her life.

But that was the fun part. As confident as I was behind the wheel, there was always a risk.

We’d driven around aimlessly for a while after leaving the gym, but I knew what would help me feel better. My happy place was behind the wheel, feeling the rush of its speed, experiencing the adrenaline of playing with death. Jess had seen me drift but she’d never felt it, she’d never had the opportunity to actually experience what it was like.

So we drove over to an abandoned lot on the far side of town, and I let loose.

The engine purred, the turbo whistling as I wrenched the wheel. The smells, the sounds, the pull of the tires — it was a rush. It made the hairs on the back of my neck stand on end.

Jessica was clinging to the straps of the harness. “Holy shit, holy shit, holy —” Another turn, and her curse drew out into a scream. “Shiiiiit!”

Sweat was beading on my forehead when I finally stopped, and I was gasping from laughing so hard. It was impossible to listen to her reactions and maintain my focus but I didn’t mind.

I liked getting to show her things like this. I enjoyed being someone who could give her new experiences. It was a simple joy in the grand scheme of things, but that was what I needed today.

Simple joys, little slices of happiness. The weight in my mind was heavy, but laughter lightened it.

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