Noah."You're going to give me a detailed explanation as to why you aren't out there racing". Drew said, walking into the garage with a deadly swagger that sent chills down my spine. His deadly blue eyes staring deep into mine as if to find the answers there.
Noah. After passing out from the race, I was severely injured. My body was bleeding with pain and I was disqualified, crowning Ryder the winner. I was even disqualified for two matches because of the severity of my injuries.
Anna. I was more sad than angry. But I couldn't help feeling them all or once, my heart was racing whisky and it didn't help that tears were already running down my face making my vision blurry.
Noah. I woke up to the heat of sun rays against my face. It burnt the injuries on my forehead. And even though Anna had left in a fit of rage, she had left her first aid kit. And I was used to cleaning up my injuries from racing on my own. So I had taken my bath last night and cleaned the wounds but let them open to dry before taking painkillers.