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'Type in your address and it'll guide you there, got it?'
"You kinda are dumb.." He sighed, rubbing his head.
Once he got home he looked at his calendar, a race was coming up and it was against Carter
Carter got inside and threw his keys on the counter, and flopped on his bed. He was insecure about his intellect, and well most things. He looked in the drawer beside his bed, to see what cash he had, the drawer was empty. "oh right… i paid that guy… shit.. best not lose, not like I can." He shook his head, when his dad had disappeared he did with a lot of people mad at him, so Carter was paying off his debt.
Justin pulled up to the race in a car much faster than his hellcat, which he lost in last race. He hoped out of his car and waited for Carter
A woman dressed in skimpy clothes walked up holding a flag, "Hop in your car, Gray," She said with a wink. He smirked and hoped in, starting his engine. The sound sliced through the calm air as she raised the flag, screeching wheels and the smell of burning rubber as she dropped the flag.
Justin got the lead, he skidded around corners and really pushed his car to continue leading, with all that, he was winning
After 10 laps, Justin destroyed Carter. He waited outside his car for Carter to finish and give him his money. He was going to use it to take him and Carter out for drinks. Justin smirked thinking of being on a date with Carter
Carter pulled past the finish and then pulled his car into the nearby shop, talking to the owner for a minute before getting the keys to another car, a shitty ride which he drove out. He noticed Justin waiting and got out of the car and went over to the person who set up the race. He was talking to the man in whispers. Asking for money.
"You bring the money, we set the track," He said loudly
Justin perked up, "Carter? What's wrong?" He said walking over
"You mean you don't have it..?" Justin laughed, "To think I actually liked you, piece of shit. You should never race if you can't pay!" Justin was going off on on him
"Maybe you should focus on making money and going to school. Maybe then you could race!" Justin walked back to his car, "I thought you were at least smart enough to know not to race when you're flat broke, get the fuck out of my sight.."
Justin sped back home. Once he walked through the door he chucked his phone at the wall, cracking the screen, "FUCK!" He flopped on his bed as his mind went blank, "This is why I don't try to fucking get close to people,"
Carter drove back to the bar he worked at, and went inside. He went over to Smith. Which was one of Carters guardians brother - in -law. "Smith.. I lost… I… lost and I couldn't pay him and I thought he was kind of getting a long with me but now he kind of hates me" he rambled, talking to fast to make sense. Smith stepped away for a moment and came back, handing Carter his inhaler. After using it Carter calmed down. "Lee, I know you are already in debt, but I can lend you the money. I don't mind." Smith said kindly.
"… I can't pay you back… I'll never be able to race again… I lost…" Carter shook his head.
"Well, you better figure something out" Smith shook his head.
Justin got changed and headed to the gym to clear his head. After such he went back home and just fell right to sleep
The ring woke up, he grabbed his phone and looked at it. The caller ID read 'Idiot'
"What the fuck do you want.."
"Come to my apartment, right now." He texted Carter his address
Justin tired a robe loosely over his naked body and went to answer the door, letting the small boy inside
Justin sat in a chair while carter stood in front of him, "Well?"