Page 13 of Chasing Sarah

My brothers and I have done some stupid shit over the years but to bet the money we need to keep a roof over our heads? Xander is going to murder them and I’m going to help dispose of their bodies.

Tommy’s eyes widen for a split second when he sees me march in his direction.

“Ready for your race?” he asks with a hesitant smile.

A sharp sting spreads across my palm the instant it makes contact with his cheek.

“What the fuck, Sarah?” he shouts, cupping his face.

“How could you bet that money? How could you be so stupid?!” I don’t know the last time I was this mad.

Maybe when Colson stole my cellphone and pawned it for alcohol money.

Either way, I’m so fucking pissed.

And scared.

Tommy looks over my shoulder and scowls. “You told her?” he snarls when Ronny steps behind me.

“How else are we going to make sure she wins?” he asks tightly.

“Don’t you dare put pressure on me to win. I can’t believe you guys.”

In quick, angry movements, I shove my helmet on and strap it below my chin. Then I shove my hands into my gloves.

“Fuck you both,” I say before climbing into the go kart.

Someone grips the frame of the go kart before crouching down at my side.

“You ready?” Xander asks.

My eyes bounce between his.

It’s on the tip of my tongue to tell him what those idiots did. But I don’t want to put more stress on him than he already has. Xander is our lifeline and was forced to take the role of our guardian when he was barely an adult himself.

The best thing I can do right now, for him and my family, is to win this race.

“How much is the bet?” I ask instead of answering his question.

The side of my face burns from Tommy and Ronny’s stares.

“I bet 2k,” Xander replies.

Nodding, I wrap my fingers around the steering wheel and squeeze until the material of the gloves strains.

I glance over where Tommy and Ronny stand before turning back to Xander.

“I’m ready,” I say while starting the motor.

He grins widely, his eyes bright with excitement. “Kick ass.” He pats the framing and steps away.

I breath in deeply through my nose before releasing it through my mouth. Multiple emotions begin to flow through me.

Anger.

Anticipation.

Fear.

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