Pole Position (13 page)

“Oh shit!” my uncle said as he pointed the camera at Jimmy’s car. 

My dad pulled down to the infield a few feet from Jimmy’s car, Jimmy’s pit crew ran for Jimmy’s car until the track officials pulled them away.  Then they went for my dad’s car, dad sped off and back to the pit area.  He was back at the trailer, driving the car into the trailer before we could get there to help.  He hurried out of the car, stumbled when he got out “GET IN THE GOD DAMN RIG….LETS GO!” he slurred/yelled at all of us. 

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The next morning when Jason and I woke up we went into the kitchen, mom would usually be making a big breakfast.  When we walked into the kitchen she was sitting at the table crying.  When she heard us she looked up and wiped at her eyes. 

“Mom?” Jason
said. 

Mom’s shoulders shook as she cried,
“He’s dead, Jimmy is dead, it’s all over the news.” She cried.  My eyes got big, then dad walked in the back screen door slamming behind him causing all of us to jump.  He still had on his t-shirt and jeans from last night that he wore under his fire suit.  He reeked of booze, he looked at Jason then mom;

“Karen shut the fuck up, I told you (he shrugged)…
rubbin' is racin’…”

Our phone rang nonstop that day, there were officials from the track trying to get ahold of dad.  “We need to talk penalty’s
Nate, you can’t just ignore us.  Your IMCA license is suspended indefinitely until you come talk to us.” One guy said over the machine. 

Dad listened then shrugged his shoulders
, “I’ll just race non sanction events at other tracks.” Then turned and walked back out of the house.  

Mom cried after dad walked out of the room, “His poor wife and that little girl, I can’t imagine what they are going through.”

He raced non sanction events for about three months, I was racing go carts on Sundays with the help of my uncles and my brother.  Dad was obviously a full blown alcoholic, he had gotten more abusive with mom and even turned on my brother and me from time to time.  The school would call mom about bruises, she would lie and tell them they were from racing related stuff because dad threatened to kill her if she told them the truth.  “Boys, if he doesn’t stop we are going to leave and start off new somewhere else.  I’m not going to let him kill me and leave you two with that monster.” She told us one night before dad got home from work.  A few months later dad came home and told us that we needed to pack so we could move first thing in the morning.  We worked on loading a U-Haul trailer overnight, we ended up moving to a town called Lima in Ohio.  Dad continued to race every weekend, until the track shut down and only raced during the fair during the summer.  After he broke Jason’s arm mom had enough and packed us boys up, we left dad in the middle of the night.  He never came and looked for mom and us, he accepted the divorce papers and left us alone.

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I started racing in the hobby stock class when I was a freshman in high school, I continued racing hobby stock until the middle of my sophomore year. My uncles helped me build a sportsman modified that I raced until the start of my senior year.  Dad would show up at certain tracks, but would never come to the pit area, he would call my cell phone but I always chose to ignore him.  I won track championships at a couple tracks so my uncles told me to sell the car and race the A-modified class.  I loved it, the speed, the thrill, the adrenaline rush, the girls in school thought it was pretty hot to.  Once I started racing the A-mod’s my dad started coming to the races more and more, but he would wait until after the races to come to the pit area.  He thought he could tell me what I was doing wrong, once he started pushing me around and pushed my girlfriend Riley “Trailer trash, shouldn’t you be home or do you like going from race trailer to race trailer?” he slurred at her.  I had enough and told him if he came near me again I would beat the hell out of him for doing what he had done to Jason, to mom, to me, and to Jimmy’s family.  He stayed away for close to a year, we never heard from him or seen him around the tracks.  My first year at college, I spent time focusing more on racing and partying than school.  How I managed to pass is still beyond me.  My goal for the following season was to win the track championship, which meant I needed sponsors so my cousin Jerod and I focused on getting some big sponsors.

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My second year of college, in true tradition we had a party to welcome the newbies to campus.  This party was different though, I was playing R-factor with my cousin and roommates (also some of my pit crew), when I heard two ladies talking outside the door.  The hair on the back of my neck stood up when I heard one of them laugh.  I turned around to see one tall blonde gal and a black haired gal standing in the door way.  Her friend pulled her away before I could get another good look at her though.  We raced for a while longer then decided to join the party that was going on.  I looked around the room for the girl with jet black hair, she was standing by the keg with Lance, Mitch and the blonde girl from earlier.  I watched her as she blushed each time Lance would lean down and whisper something to her, I couldn’t take my eyes off of her.  I asked a few of the guys if they knew who she was, all they would say is “It looks like the jock gets her first.” They said talking about Lance. “Right, like Crazy fucking Carey will have any part of letting Lance get close to another chic.” I replied.  Lance caught her cheating on him mid semester last year, he broke up with her but she wouldn’t leave him alone.  She turned psychotic, and would practically scratch another woman’s eyes out for even looking at Lance. 

As t
he party carried on I made my way over towards the keg, Lance had his arm wrapped around her waist as they all laughed about something Mitch said.  I grabbed a cup, filled it up with the cheap ass beer. 

Mitch elbowed me, “You find any big sponsors yet?”

I nodded my head,
“A few, I will know more next week though.” I told him. 

I looked over at Lance and nodded my head, when I looked at the girl standing there I was instantly hard.  Her long black hair fell just about to the middle of her back, her lips were perfect I could just imagine what that shiny lip gloss tasted like.  But her eyes, those eyes, were something that I will never forget, she had one baby blue eye and one slightly grey eye.  I stood there staring at her as she blushed and looked away to talk to her friend.  I watched her as she walked away to go use the bathroom, her body was fucking perfect.  She was petite but had an athletic build to her, just as
I was about to follow her Lance bumped shoulders with me. 

“I don’t think so JET, that’s mine.” He said with a grin.  I knew it was just a matter of time though before Carey found him a
nd went ape shit on him. 

“I’m sure Carey will have something to say about that.”
  I laughed and walked away. 

Lance was a star football player, him and I were
almost the exact same height and build.  Numerous women thought I played football for the college, when I told them ‘no’ they would usually leave me alone.  What they didn’t know is I was this size because if I wasn’t working on my race car, racing, or catching up on school work, I was hitting the gym.  I used my time at the gym as a stress reliever when I didn’t race.  My stress..was my dad and the way he treated us growing up, I hated everything about my own dad. 

The party carried on, but a hot little red head managed to catch my attention when she invited me back to her dorm.  This pissed Jerod off because first thing in the morning we needed to work on the cars, then head out for a race by noon.  I went to the dorm with the girl,
Lilly or maybe it was Elizabeth, hell if I know.  She was drunk and so was I, once we got in her room though, she was the most boring fucking lay I’d ever had.  It was a wham bam thank you mam type of lay for a guy.  She followed me out of her room and pulled me in for a long kiss.  My dick betrayed me for some reason and started getting hard again.  “Jesus Christ, J, let’s go.” Jerod said from beside me making a gagging noise and pulled me away by my shirt.  I laughed and told the red head I needed to leave.  When I turned to walk away, I turned and ran right into the chick with the jet black hair.  My hands shot out to her hips as she stumbled back a couple of small steps. Here friend giggled and kept walking.  I stared down at the girl that was blushing her eyes grew big, “Gross let me go!” she tried to pull away from me and my rock hard cock that had only gotten harder since I was pressed against her. 

I laughed
, “What do you want your turn?” I asked with a cocky grin. 

She rolled her eyes
and pushed at my chest, “Please, I’d fall asleep and you’d fall in love.” She said then tried to walk around me. 

I grabbed her arm
, “Who the fuck are you?” I asked because there was something familiar about those eyes and her voice. 

“That’s some more of your god damn business isn’t it.” She said through clenched teeth.  Her friend started to pull her away as Jerod pulled on my arm. 

“It was a joke little girl, I’m pretty sure I’d fall asleep and YOU would be the one falling in love.” I said then walked away. 

“What the fuck man?  You don’t talk to women like that.” Jerod said to me once we were outside. 

“Who is she?  She looks way to familiar man.”

He shrugged
, “Hell if I know, I can’t keep up with you and the women you bang.” He told me with a laugh.  Normally I never let a woman get under my skin but this one, there was just something about her.  I couldn’t put my finger on it, but I was determined to figure out what it was about her that had caught my attention.  I hadn’t felt like this about a woman since Riley that I dated my entire senior year, until she moved away. 

Every morning
I went for a run at the college track, I had to stay in shape with all the beating and banging I endured in the race car.  I had just finished stretching when I looked up to see HER with her ear buds in her ears and her black pony tail swaying back and forth with each stride.  I clenched my jaw as I watched her legs muscles flex and stretch “Mother fucker” I mumbled to myself and adjusted my growing erection through my shorts.  Her music was so loud I could hear a
Pitbull
song faintly as I ran to catch up with her.  I fell into stride beside her just as she slowed down to a walk, her breathing was heavy, her chest was covered in sweat she hadn’t noticed me beside her yet.  I yanked her left ear bud out of her ear and put it up to my right ear.  “Son of a bitch” she yelled reaching up to her left ear and glaring at me.  She yanked the ear bud out of my ear and took off running again.  I shook my head and laughed, ran ahead of her then cut in front of her until she stopped.  Her eyes got big as I started walking towards her I picked her up and put her over my shoulder, she kicked her legs and pounded her fists against my back, “Put me DOWN, you jerk!” she yelled.  I sat her on the wall that was in front of the bleachers, she was breathing heavy and glaring at me.  I laughed as she tried to kick me in the chest, I grabbed her ankles and moved so I was standing between her knees.  She was seething mad, no doubt about ready to spit fire.  I tried asking her who she was, “Just tell me who you are, and I’ll think about leaving you alone..I make no promises though.” I told her.  Through clenched teeth she told me she was new here and she was from Kansas.  I stood there staring at her beautiful eyes, “That’s it?  So do I call you Kansas?” I asked. She kicked me in the chest causing me to take a couple steps back.  She jumped down off the wall, put her ear buds back in her ears and walked off.  “Well that went great.” I mumbled to myself and took off on another run. 

I went over to Jason
’s house after I finished my workout, he said that he needed to go to the grocery store so I decided to go with him.  On the drive there I told him about the black haired vixen from Kansas.  “Man she looks so god damn familiar but for the life of me I can’t figure out why.”

He laughed and shook his head, “Probably somebody you banged at Super Nationals or the Duel in the Desert.” He said. 

I shook my head, “No way, I’d remember her, hell I would have never let her go.” I told him.

He looked over at me, “That bad huh?”

“Yeah, like she gives me the chills when I’m sweating my ass off.  You’d just have to see her and hear her voice.  Instant hard on I guarantee you.” I told him. 

I was following him around the store throwing things in his cart that he would pull back out and put back on the shelf.  He was just putting something back when suddenly somebody ran their cart right into the back of my legs.  The
bottom bar in front of the wheels hitting me in the back of the ankle.  “Mother fucker.” I said and whipped around, there she stood … with Lance, my own fucking roommate. 

“Oh god, I’m so sorry…I …” she looked up at me and quickly shut up.  I grinned at her, she licked her lips as she stared at me.  “Let’s go” my brother said with a confused tone.  Once we had checked out and got to the pickup
;

“See she looks familiar doesn’t she?”

He looked over at me, “She does, but honestly I can’t say from where.  Definitely from a race track though, wasn’t that Lance with her?  Ask him who she is.” He said as he pulled back on the main road. 

I snorted
, “Yeah, he’s already trying to put the moves on her.  He seems to forget that Carey won’t let him date anybody else though.” I said with a laugh.