Darrel lent over in his chair and grabbed his mobile letting out a sigh, unlocking the phone he reads  three words on a text â€œVixens at Ristysâ€ Darrel looked around at his â€œcrewâ€ all too wasted to go do anything about it,<span style="font-style: italic"> fuck sake what did I do to get these losers in my group </span>.<br/><br/>Darrel looked around looking for one of the few useful people in his gang, but she wasn't in he let out another sigh before picking up his key and making his way to the front door one of the lower member said to Darrel as he passed â€œyo, pass me a brew manâ€ Darrel looked at him and slapped the half empty bottle out of his hand and pointed a finger at him â€œfuck you, get your own god damn beers and stop drinking mine sober the fuck upâ€.<br/><br/>Darrel walked out the front door slamming it shut not even bothering to put a shirt on, walking over to his beautiful dodge charger and wrenching the door open, and swinging himself inside. Darrel quickly started the car shifted into gear and speed away down the road,<span style="font-style: italic"> what is it with that chick, why the fuck has she gotta ruin a perfectly good day, for a fucking sandwich</span>.<br/><br/>Darrel lived only a few minutes down the road from Ristys, he wheel spun his way into the car park, parking in on of the â€œstaff only baysâ€ the owner wouldn't care they were good friends at a point, opening his glove compartment he pulled out his .50 desert eagle and tucked it down his pants.<br/><br/>Darrel didn't want trouble in fact much to his annoyance he had a thing for Vixen, that didn't mean he would go easy on her, far from it but it did mean he didn't wan to blow her head off, stepping out the car he walked threw the doors seeing Vixen and Rayne both standing there, Rayne was a pain in the ass, she was hot, but my god she fucking knew it, and the fact she was related to two of the best street racers of all time, gave her an ego to match.<br/><br/>" Darrel. When did your slow ass get here? I figured youâ€™d be on top of this place faster than my eyes could even glance at it?" Darrel spun his head to look at Vixens some of his long fringe falling in front of his Crystal  blue eyes using a single hand he pushed it out the way,<span style="font-style: italic"> man, did she just do that with her hip to piss me off, or to get these people involved tsk not like it'll matter no one is gonna fuck with me around hereâ€.<br/><br/>Darrel stepped forward past Rayne and lent forward on the bar next to Vixen showing off the muscles in his tattooed body â€œcome on now no need for insults, after all your in my yard behave, there's a thousand sandwich places around here, why this one, you trying to give me a slap in the face Vix huh? I've stayed outta your shit, so have my boys so why you gotta fuck with me?â€ he said in a calm voice.<br/><br/>Darrel wasn't one to get pissed from insults like â€œslow assâ€ firstly because he knew he was fast he was the god damn Drag King secondly she was the Drift Queen, she's a different racer, not built for drag. Darrel waited for a response From Vixen taking in all her features [I] damn she's hot, man life sucks why'd she have to be on the other side </span><br/><br/>Darrel turnt slightly on the counter the cross that hung around his neck swinging slightly. Darrel Smirked at Vixen â€œlook I don't mind your brother down here getting sandwiches I made peace with that h doesn't fly colors, but you two coming down here is like a kick in my balls, I mean hell not that I mind seeing youâ€ he looked her up and down with a smirk â€œbut you know whatthe gangs get likeâ€.