Justin and Jason-3
This story is not meant to imply anything about the people in it and is just a story. If you aren't old enough to read this type of FICTION or offended by it, I have one question for ya. What the hell are you doing here? You don't like it, don't read it.
The group and I went to the underground parking area and jumped in the limo. This sucker had just about everything you could ever want. There were phones, drinks, a TV, and a CD player. We arrived at this racetrack.
"Where the hell are we?" I asked curious as ever.
"This is a track that one the crew members knew about, we rented it to see just how you drive. Management and some of the crew are waiting to see what you can do. First I need you to fill this out, it just general info about you." JC answered rather excited, probably to see if I was as good as he hoped.
"Alright, let's get on with it." I said all joking aside and purely serious by this time.
We walked into the stands and over to the suits sitting in the stands. JC introduced me to them and vice versa as I filled out the form and handed it to one of the suits. The crew that were there were very friendly. I turned from the small crowd and around to the truck that was sitting on the track. It wasn't a bad truck, a lot better than the one I drove.
"If you gentleman don't mind, I would like to test drive the truck for a few laps and get used to it." I said more informatively than asking.
"Go ahead, take it for a few." One of the suits said.
"Ok, when I get used to the truck, I'll hit the air horn." I again said more informatively than anything else.
As I walked down to the track, I walked past Lance. He just looked at me with hatred in his eyes toward me. I just looked back at him and smiled, because I knew that this would piss him off. I walked on to the track and heard a lot of hooping and hollering, so I turned around. Up in the stands stood Justin, JC, Chris, and Joey all carrying on like idiots at a football game. Lance, however, just sat there looking at the stands. Anyway, I climbed up into the cab of this truck and for a second, just admired the interior of this truck. I hit all my buttons and turned to ignition, and the truck started to roar. "God I love this thing already" I just said out loud to myself. I put the truck in gear and let off the clutch and started to move when the thing jerked and stalled. "Shit, well that sucks!" I again said to myself. So I started the truck once again and this time started to move with out any problems. I took first lap going at a normal speed and decided to see what the truck could do and form there I just gunned the truck. I was coming around to the stands and decided to hit the horn. I came around there and really leaned on the horn like you wouldn't believe.
"God, look at Jas drive the thing." Justin remarked more surprised than anything else.
"Ok, let's see how he does against that." The top manager said a he pointed to the end of the track were about five old junk cars where sitting.
I looked and noticed the cars and had no idea what the hell they were doing there until I saw all five coming right at me. 'ahh, shit' I thought. As they were coming at me I decided that I could turn around and run, but they would catch me if I did that. So I chose the other alternative, and hit the gas and went right toward them as fast as I could. The people driving the cars must have been surprised, because they let me through and didn't even try to get in my way. When they turned around and tried to catch me, I was already at the other side of the track. That truck was doing top speed when they finally caught up to me. They were yelling obscenities at me and I just laughed. Then one of the cars drove ahead of me and tried to block my path by setting his car length wise to try to stop me. I just kept up the speed and nailed the front end of the car with a huge crash. The car was all smashed up, but the driver walked away so I didn't feel to bad. By this time they all gave up tying and parked in front of the stands.
Justin just couldn't believe what he was seeing. The way that I kept going and didn't stop for the cars.
"Damn but he's dangerous in that thing." Justin remarked.
"Yeah, I can't believe what I just saw." Joey said kinda stunned at the events he just witnessed.
"So, Tom, is he good enough to drive?" JC asked the top suit, trying not to act surprised.
"He sure can hold his own under pressure it would seem. But he has no regard for the damage he is doing to the truck. The repairs on the thing aren't going to be cheap." Tom said answering JC question.
I stopped right behind the cars, jumped out and was immediately greeted by a right hook. I wasn't balanced because I just jumped out of the truck, so I was knocked against the truck. I looked up at the guy, walked up to him and just buried my fist into his gut as hard and as deep as I could. I hit him so hard, when he bent over; I lifted him off the pavement a little. As I did this, the other four men ran up to me and all jumped me at once. I did the best I could, but four men were just too many. I was leaning up against the truck ready to retaliate, I nailed two of the guys and was about to drop the other two when the group up in the stands were down on the track splitting up the fight.
"Hold it, hold it, Danm it hold it, What the hell are you doing?" Tom asked the five guys that jumped me.
"That son of a bitch could've killed us out there, the way he was driving!" one of the car drivers said.
"I told you when I left you that you might get hurt out there if you weren't careful, I told you I didn't know how he might react." Tom yelled at the guy "now pick him you and get out of here before I decide to fire all five of ya!"
"Hey, what's the story with having those guys try to stop me with those cars?" I asked half pissed off myself.
"Jas, calm down..."Justin tried to say.
"I won't calm down, I want to know what the hells going on here!" I yelled at everyone.
"Jason, I wanted to know just how good you really were. And I must say that I am impressed."
"Well, as long as you approve, that's all that matters then doesn't it." I said not liking the answer I received.
"Jason, look I don't know much about trucks, but if your going to drive for me and the rest of the group, I have to know how good you are and that you won't buckle under any pressure, alright!" Tom said half yelling.
"You're right, I lost my head, I'm sorry. I am grateful that you are impressed by the way I drive." I said apologizing.
"Hey where did Justin go?" Chris asked.
"We'll find him later. Jason, if your going to drive, you have to take better care of the truck. Ok?" Tom asked.
"The only reason the trucks in the shape it's in, is because of the cars." I said defending myself "Now, if you don't mind, I am going to find Justin."
I walked around the truck and looked around the track, but I couldn't find. I looked and looked, but no dice. So I walked back to the guys and saw he was standing there with them. I reception I got when I reached them was very cold. I didn't know why.
We climbed back into the limo and were on our way to the hotel, when I just couldn't stand the silence.
"Ok guys, what's the problem, what did I do?" I asked. But there was no reply. We finally got to the hotel and they all jumped out followed by me and headed to the elevator. I was about to get on the elevator when they closed it on me.
"What the Hell!" I exclaimed mad as ever. I jumped on another elevator to the floor and walked over to Justin's room and started banging on the door.
"Justin, let me in. Justin!" I yelled. As I did this, JC's door opened and the guys came walking out to there own rooms. I just stood there and watched as lance walked by me with a smile on his face. Just has he passed, Justin walked up and opened the door to his room and walked in leaving it open for me. I walked in, and just as I did Justin turned around and took a swing at me. Luckily for me, I was able to duck his punch.
"And Just what the hell are you trying to do?" I asked and I lost focus and received a fist right on my chin.
"Don't you ever yell at me or cut me off like you did at the track or.." Justin didn't have time to finish because I cut him off.
"Or what. What are you going to do? Punch me, Justin your punches don't hurt. I could mess you up if I wanted to. The only reason that your still standing after you hit me is because.."
"Because of what Jason, Because of what. You don't have the balls to hit me because I would have you ass thrown in jail.." Justin said.
"That isn't it Justin, and you know it." I said yelling by now.
"Bullshit, That's Bullshit Jason!" Justin said.
"No it isn't, the reason is because I think, or at lest thought that you were a great guy and I like you a hell of a lot." I said this as I turned around and started to walk out when Justin put his hand on my shoulder..
"Just, get you fucking hand off me!" I yelled.
He tried to turn me around but when I was around I just shoved him on the bed. With this he just started to cry.
"Ok Justin, go ahead cry like the damn baby you are. If there is one thing I can't stand it weakness you damn baby. Go cry to mommy or someone that gives a damn." I yelled. I knew that I shouldn't have said that and would regret it when I calmed down, but I was pissed off, I mean really pissed off. With that I turned around still hearing him cry. I wanted to get off of there partly because he pissed me off, but also because I couldn't stand to hear him cry.
As I walked out I slammed the door with such force that if the latch hadn't caught the door, it would be swing back and forth. When I walked past Lance's door I knocked and Lance opened it. "Yeah Just.." Before he could get anymore out, I punched him right in the right eye. Before he could say anything I walk away. I went to the elevator and noticed JC opened his door and looked at me in astonishment.
"And what the hell you want JC, you want to try and chew my ass out too. Justin's in his room crying right now after he tried." I said still rather pissed.
"Jason, what a minute. He really need to talk about this." JC said.
"About what, about me yelling at the track, about me yelling at Justin, about me getting the shit kicked out of me at the track. What JC, WHAT!" I was really pissed. And he could tell. With that the elevator opened and I got in and closed the door before JC could reply. I had no idea where I was going; I just jumped in my ford truck and started to drive. After awhile I pulled up to my apartment building and went inside. I opened the door to my apartment and dropped most of my shit at the door. I didn't know if I was going to show up tomorrow for the job I got or not. By this time it was pushing midnight, so I poured a glass of milk and turned on the TV to try to relax. When I turned to TV on it was on MTV, when I saw this I just through the glass of water at the TV. I didn't break the TV like I had hoped. I calmly got up, walked over to the TV and picked it up and heaved it across the room to the opposite wall and watched it smash against the wall. After this I just went to bed.
The next day I woke up and got around still not knowing what to do. I decided to say the hell with it. Around noon I received a call from JC.
"Are you going to come to work or not Jas?" JC Asked.
"I am not going to drive across the United States and work for you people. It's that simple. Ok JC." I said with force backing up my words.
"After you left, it took me and hour and a half to calm Justin down so he could sleep." JC Said.
"You say that like it's supposed to mean something to me." I said. Deep down I was flattered that he had a problem calming Justin down over me, but also guilty I had made Justin cry.
"Look Jas, He may not say it or show it. But Justin thinks a lot of you. We were talking for awhile after I got him calmed down and he told me about him being gay and about you, I am all right with that by the way. Jason, he likes you a lot and he is really sorry about what happened." JC informed me.
"Really, JC. If he is so sorry, why am I talking to you and not him? If he is really sorry, I want to hear it from him either over the phone or to my face. I don't give a shit which." I said. After I said this, before he could remark I said goodbye and hung up.
Another hour went by and there was silence in the apartment as I just stood on my small balcony smoking a cigarette. I didn't usually smoke, but now an again it helped relax me a little. About one thirty I decided to go out for lunch. When I opened the door, there stood Justin. His mouth was open, like he was trying to talk, but nothing was coming out. I just let the door open and turned around and went on to my balcony. Justin followed me closing the door behind him.
"Jas, I am really sorry about last night." Justin said.
"Are you? Why? What the hell was your problem last night? What was everyone's problem last night Justin? Tell me right now, spill it." I said not soothingly or careingly in anyway. Just pure harshness in my voice. Justin just looked at me; he didn't know what to say. "You will have to forgive me if I don't crumble at your feet because you say your sorry Justin. But you pissed me off last night and I don't even know why you were mad to begin with."
"Jason, when you got mad and started to yell at Tom, I tried to calm you down." Justin said almost asking if I remembered.
"Yeah, so" I said wondering what he was getting at.
"You yell at me a cut me off, you didn't want to listen to me. That's why I was pissed off." Justin said.
"That's not really a reason to hit me Justin." I said wanting an excuse.
"I know, I was mad. I just lost my control. I should have known that you wouldn't put up with that." Justin said.
"Wait a minute. How the hell did you know where I live?" I asked finally remembering that I didn't tell them my address.
"I was on that form you filled out the other day." Justin said.
"Oh yeah, Ok" I said remembering to form. "What about Lance?"
"Why did you hit him, JC said you hit him good." Justin asked.
"I didn't just hit him. I smacked him good. The reason is because he was being a real asshole and very rude. I've wanted to hit him sense that first night at the hotel, and I was mad so I figured that I get it out of my system right then. You know what? When I knocked on his door, he opened it expecting to see you." I said trying not only to answer Justin's question and tell him about what all happened.
"I say him this morning and his eye was all swelled up and black and blue." Justin said.
"That's good, means I hit him just like I wanted to." I said. As I stopped talking I looked over the view from my balcony smiling at the thought of punching Lance.
"Jas, I am sorry, and hope you will still consider working for us. I didn't know what I was doing." Justin Said trying to apologize again. My cigarette was all burnt out, and I didn't know what to say next. I just through the butt of the cigarette and turned toward Justin, who was still waiting for an answer, I put my hands on his shoulders, and brought him close to me and kissed him right on the lips. At first he was surprised. I broke the kiss, leaned back and looked into his eyes. There was something in those eyes that made my heart sink. I pulled him back in and kissed him again when I felt his tongue press against my lips, so I opened my mouth and let his tongue enter and my tongue exit into his mouth. We stood there for what must have been five minutes, foaming through each others mouth's and not coming up for air. When Justin broke the kiss, he just smiled at me. I smiled back at him and look into the deep eyes again.
"Jas, dose this mean you forgive me?" He asked sarcastically.