Chapter 39

“Explain what you mean.” I stand my ground, brushing aside how bad I feel for him like this, but my stubbornness won’t let it go. Now he has me all churned up and worried about what he’s been through these past two days. I am tearful and achy for him, so I want to hug him now instead of yelling at him.

“We raced a gang member, and he lost. He was pissed, but what could he do? So after the race, he and his crew jumped us. They took the winnings and messed us up. Tyler is in the same shape as me. So we’re going to lay low before either of our parents finds out and makes this worse…. we can’t exactly file a report for illegal street racing, gambling, and then getting mugged, can we? We also can’t say we crashed when our bikes are fine.”

I stare at him like he has lost his ever-loving mind.

“You are such an idiot… didn’t I tell you to stop racing? Why do you always do such stupidly shitty things? Gangs now too? What the fuck, Dane?” tears mist my eyes, and my throat constr