The two were miles fast above the speed limit. If that was even the proper grammatical term. Paula couldn't care any more if she tried. She was focused on the thrilling rush of being in the seat next to her lover in the front of his Geep and blasting Marilyn Manson on the radio. There were lights every where naturally Paula smoked a blunt before letting Murdoc floor the pedals. They were in Nottingham tonight. There was a grand prize tonight, 1,500 for whoever won in first. They needed the money and couldn't risk missing the chance.

So here they were, listening to White Stripes in the car as they sped rough Nottingham.

Fell in love with a girl
I fell in love once and almost completely
she's in love with the world
but sometimes these feelings
can be so misleading
she turns and says "are you alright?"
I said "I must be fine cause my heart's still beating"
"come and kiss me by the riverside,yeah, bobby says it's fine he don't consider it cheating now"

       Paula's heart flailed fast. The car was swerving around pedestrians. If there were no cops around surely they'd be chased. Murdoc was looking high on the thrill. The thrill of having big breasted women offering themselves if he won. She knew that smile. It was the smile he gave whenever he was excited to take a bath or sleep with her. Murdoc was certainly having fun, even if Paula's stomach was churning with every motion of the car, something felt wrong.

Red hair with a curl
mellow roll for the flavor
and the eyes for peeping
can't keep away from the girl
these two sides of my brain
need to have a meeting
can't think of anything to do
yeah, my left brain knows that
all my love is fleeting
she's just looking for something new
yeah, said it once before
but it bears repeating now

       Perhaps it was her red locks bling her, the rolling of Stuart's comatose body in the back, the stares of Murdoc's racing mates, she felt melted in with the music and lights and she didn't want to get away. Paula hated to love this feeling. Did she need to talk to someone professionally? She scoffed and laughed at the thought. The weed in her system probably being why she was so giggly. Paula couldn't think of a way to get any more engrossed in this dangerous world. Paula felt as high as Murdoc and wanted to cry that it was a fleeting moment. Screw Stuart, she was happy as hell just to have Murdoc.

Ahhh aha ahhh ah
Ahhh aha ahhh ah
Ahhh aha ahhh ah
Ahhh aha ahhh ah

Can't think of anything to do
my left brain knows that
all my love is fleeting
she's just looking for something new
well, said it once before
but it bears repeating now

       Murdoc saw that she was excited. He would have to fuck her just to get her high to chill before she did something stupid. She looked amazing. Red wavy hair bumping and breezing in her face, her makeup smeared. What a lovely vision she truly was. Murdoc half wanted to see what stupid thing she'd do. Maybe try road head or something. That was his Paula, the one he knew her to grow into.

Fell in love with a girl
I fell in love once and almost completely
she's in love with the world
but sometimes these feelings
can be so misleading
she turns and says "are you alright?"
I said "I must be fine because my heart's still beating"
"come and kiss me by the riverside, yeah, bobby says it's fine he don't consider it cheating now"

       By God did Murdoc look handsome in the moment. He looked like he was having fun. She would certainly need to have fun with him later. He was so perfect to her. She would do anything for him. Even if she died out here tonight she would still be glad it was by Murdoc's side. She ignored the rustle of Stu Pot who was barely buckled in behind her. Mainly cause Murdoc was doing a sharp turn, which distracted any worry and she focused on the fun.

That was a big mistake.

Ahhh aha ahhh ah
Ahhh aha ahhh ah
Ahhh aha ahhh ah
Ahhh aha ahhh ah

 
       The man behind her was racing fast with a foot hard on the pedals. This guy was over weight and had a long red beard, his pickup truck was painted a beautiful green that tinted to purple.

     As soon as Murdoc made the finish line he stomped the brake pedal. The car almost flipped but Paula and Murdoc were only concerned for a brief second. However they had an opponent, one clearly drunk and a lot more intoxicated then Mud and Paula were. The fact that he was pissed off at his loss and a lack of beer money. He had no intent on stopping either. Paula didn't have time to react. She only had time to feel her body run boiling hot, and have her skin run pale. Murdoc didn't catch wind until he heard the crunching and tearing of metal, the tearing of tires, the glass of windshields shattering.

       Murdoc was the only one conscious. Paula had a obvious broken arm. Murdoc felt himself feel terrible for her. The one woman he loved now so carelessly tossed into being damaged. The back of his car was a nasty mess. Luckily they weren't using the Geep to race today. Murdoc was able to peel himself out of the car and crawl out to get help, the man behind him was definitely dead, the gory mess of his corpse was too graphic to see as his flesh was torn and bone was obviously visible. Murdoc was on his knees tripping over his weak sprained ankles, however the audience was more focused on his backseat passenger, the crowd watching him race was more focused on Stuart's comatose arse.

       Murdoc shakily made his way to the crowds and saw what they gawking at. Stuart was slowly standing up and had both eyes blackened. Perhaps cause he crashed into that streetlight head first. Ouch. Murdoc cringed a little, then fell unconscious. Looks like I'm going out, hopefully someone will get an ambulance for Paula...for now a nap will do me good...yes on the asphalt. Not like I can walk at the moment. That guy seemed to realise what was happening just as I was checking out, perhaps he'll help us. I hope so. He had neat looking eyes, wonder if he could sing... Murdoc thought these things, he just couldn't keep his eyes open. His legs were splayed awkwardly, he was giving a good indicator of what was going on. He felt himself being carried, he just couldn't tell what was happening. Judging by the sirens he knew he was safe, especially when he felt a weak hand hold his, She's as out of it as I am.

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       Paula woke up first. Her arm was numb and in a cast. Her first thought was if Murdoc made it. Paula tried to sit up, however Stu was there, staring out the window. His usual black eye was visible. He was sitting with no wheel chair, so clearly there was a slouch in his long straight spine. Paula was fully sitting and saw the cast in detail. Signed by Stu and-
"Where's Murdoc??" She asked nervously.

       Stu smiled, not looking her way just yet. "...yew have some 'splainin ta do..." He began. Paula's blood ran ice cold. "Wh... whot do yew mean...?" She asked. Stuart slowly turned like that of a zombie, making Paula want to faint. She was so screwed. Paula swallowed fluidless spit. Dryly, Stuart Pot turned so to reveal his blackened, shark-like eyes.
"How have yew been without me? Hope I wasn't gone fer too long yeh...?"

       "Not at all..." She said. Stuart's smile faded. "Whots wrong? Aren't yew happy ta see me?" He asked. Paula smiled a little weakly. "Of course I am, I'm just not in such a terribly good situation. I literally have a broken arm, but I'm always happy to see yew," she said, gaining a kiss from Stu Pot. It felt wrong and made her sick to her belly. She had to give him credit, he had very beautiful eyes now. A nurse came in and wheeled in Murdoc, who was ironically in a wheel chair just as Stu had been days prior.

       Paula smiled and wanted to sit up, alas she wouldn't dare disturb her iv. It hurt like hell if she moved in the slightest. Paula hated needles. Which was why she preferred smoking up to shooting up. Murdoc smiled and wheeled forwards a bit. "So your up eh?" He asked. Paula nodded. "When can we leave?" She asked.

       "When your ready to go, we can sign ya out," Stuart said. Murdoc smirked. "Thanks Dents, fer watching her," Mud said. Paula coughed. "Why call him Dents?" Stuart pointed to his two dented eyes. He seemed fond of the name. "2D would be a tad more cooler..." Paula admitted. 2D snapped and pointed. "Yessss,"

       Murdoc smirked. "Alright 2D it is, it does have a nice futuristic touch to it,"