Ridin Dirty

Four cars came quickly through the desert, bring up the small little dust clouds.  Bill’s dreads flew across his face as he kept driving. A few cars came into view not far away from where Bill and his gang were advancing.  Bill quickly picked up little radio and said a few things to his gang that were following him.



“You see those cars up ahead?”  Bill asked



“Yeah”



“We have to stop…it’s them”  Bill hissed



Bill came to a stop a few good meter’s in front of them and their was Tom standing with three other people, staring at them… Bill still had the radio in his hands; he dropped it and opened up his car door. One of Bill’s legs slowly came out of the car door; he slowly stood up and slammed his car door shut.  His black leather jacket blew furiously around in the wind. The rest of Bill’s gang followed him as he walked quickly towards Tom.

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Tom’s braids flew around his face as he stood waiting for Bill to turn up. Four cars came into view in the distance as the drove towards him, bringing up a dust cloud as they ascended in on him. Tom noticed Bill’s face in one of the cars, what Tom could make out of he looked angry.



“There they are. You ready?” Georg asked



“Yes”



“Well let’s see what they can bring up”



“Knowing Bill, he isn’t here for a chat”



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Bill and Tom met in the middle of the eight parked cars. Bill’s hand rested on his hips. A gust of wind blew Bill and Tom’s hair over their faces.  Bill took one of his hands off his hips before grabbing onto Tom’s neck and pulling him closer to his face.  Bill’s mouth lay against Tom’s ear.



“You owe me money and I want it now” Bill hissed against Tom’s ear.



“I-I don’t have it” Tom stuttered



“Well... How about a race”



“O-okay” Tom gagged as a rush of air that came back into his lungs.



“If I win, I get my money and if you win I’ll erase the debt.. Deal”



“Deal”



Bill nodded softly before turning on his heal and heading back to his car. Gustav, Sebastian and Harry where already driving off, marking out the race track.  Bill sat back down into his car, both of his legs were still hanging out the car door. Gustav’s voice echoed through the car.



”Bill… Come in”



“Yeah Gustav”



“”Cops are coming… Their lights, they are heading straight for you. Get out of there” Gustav yelled




“Fuck” Bill hissed



Bill stood up out of the car and screamed at Tom.



“You fucking set me up cunt”



“Yes it looks like I did”



“Watch your back Thomas!” Bill screamed.


“Oh.. I’ll be sure to”



Gustav sped up behind Tom’s car and hit the back of it. Tom was pushed forward; he fell onto the sand ground. Bill walked over to Tom who was still on the ground trying to get his thoughts back.  Bill pulled on the braid hair, cracking Tom’s neck as he did so.



“Remember Thomas… You owe me money. Never forget that” Bill hissed, kicking Tom in the head before dropping his head back down onto the ground.



“Come on Bill” Gustav yelled



Bill ran back of to his car and turned the engine on before pooling up another dust pile as he and Gustav drove off. Tom slowly picked himself off the ground and into his car starting the engine.  Tom followed the dust cloud that was brought up by Bill’s car. Once Bill hit a cement road he sped off into the distance, Gustav was long gone. Tom’s car came up behind in Bill’s rearview mirror. A small smirk came across Bill’s face as he sped up some more, going off into the sunset with Tom following close behind him.
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Bill came to a stop at the edge of town. His car door flew open as he got out and walked over to Tom’s parked car and opened his car door and pulled Tom out by his shirt. Tom’s breath tickled Bill’s face as he pushed Tom again a near by wall. Looking very pissed.



“I want my money Tom and I want it now” Bill hissed against Tom’s lips.



“I don’t have it” Tom growled, flipping them over so Bill was against the graffiti covered wall.



“Tom…. I want my fucking money now or I will kill you” Bill muttered



“Like I said, I don’t have it Bill. Give me some more time”



“No… You have had your chance to get the money and you didn’t get it” Bill growled flipping them over again so Tom was against the wall. Bill pulled Tom back before ramming him back into the wall.



“I want my money Thomas or it till be you and your fucking friends in the sand out their” Bill hissed, pointing back towards the desert.



“I have half of it… Not all of it but half”



“Well go get it” Bill muttered



Bill let go of Tom and stepped back, pulling out a gun from his pocket and shoving it up against Tom’s back.



“Walk” Bill demanded



Tom stumbled forward tripping on his own feet but Bill pulled on his hair before letting him fall to the ground. Gustav’s car came to a stop not far behind Bill’s car, watching the scene that went on. Bill grabbed the back of Tom’s hoodie and yanked him back up before shoving the gun back into Tom’s lower back again.



“Walk you little pussy”



Tom walked towards his car again and leaned down and pulled out a grey bag from the seat next to him. He handed it to Bill, who lowered the gun and opened the back up. Thick wads of cash rolled up into balls where laying in side the bag. Bill moved his hands towards Gustav car. His car door slammed shut as he jogged up towards Bill and Tom… Bill handed Gustav the back with the money in it before turning his attention back to Tom.



“It wasn’t that hard was it Tom?” Bill mocked



“No it wasn’t”



“I’ll be chasing you down in a few weeks for the other half” Bill muttered before pressing his lips to Tom’s.



Bill place the gun back into his pants before walking back off to his car and started the engine again and with that he drove off, leaving Tom standing there half shocked.