ILLEGAL Love | Kenji Busuello

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Kenji felt his head throbbing...he drank too much, again...He told himself he'd never drink again, but whenever he saw her face he couldn't help but try and drown it out with alcohol. why couldn't he love someone who he could actually love openly? Someone who doesn't make him feel like he should watch his back after speaking to them? And why did he feel so good about it? She was out of his reach, yet he couldn't seem to stay away from her.

He groaned and rubbed his eyes as he went to his bathroom. He stared at himself in the mirror and rolled his eyes. "Jesus, Kenji...get that stick out of your ass and move on...she isn't yours." The words hurt. Even if they came from his own mouth, he couldn't bring himself to actually listen to them. He forced himself to brush his teeth and put mouth wash into his mouth to at least get rid of half the smell of alcohol.

He was making himself breakfast, making sure that Smore was eating her carrot that she usually had for breakfast, as he got a text from his group chat. He glanced at his phone as he turned off the stove to not burn his food, again. He opened the group chat, and as he expected it, Alexander was spamming the damn chat. Like how he does every day.

Alex: "Yo, we still on for today night?" Alex: "Hello? Alex: "@Everysinglefuckingidiotinthisgc?"

Kenji almost smiled at the texts. Almost. He was about to text when the rest beat him to it.

Oliver: "The fuck? It's 7 in the fucking morning, Xander." Alex: "So?" Oscar: "it's to early for this shit" London: "Do you guys really think Alex cares?" Alex: "Exactly, I could care less if I ruined your guys' beauty sleep. I just wanted to see if you guys will come down to Silentsbull tonight. Heard the pretty boy is talking shit 'bout us" London: "I'll see. My lady is still sleeping, I'll ask when she wakes up" Oscar: "Simp" Kenji: "How is that being a simp?"

Kenji rolled his eyes as he put his phone down, continuing with his breakfast. He knew he had to get there tonight. If he didn't, he'd be a laughing stock. But if he did go, he'd see her again...Never mind that. He didn't care, why would he? It wasn't like she was going to pay attention to him either way. And he definitely wasn't craving those...pretty lips. What? Definitely not.

He glanced at Smore from her kennel, watching her sniff a ball as she hopped around. What an innocent little thing, he thought. He sometimes couldn't figure out how something so pure and innocent, a bunny, could rely on him for everything. She would be so defenseless in the wild. It was almost laughable how small she was. To be honest, she was still a little bunny. Barely 5 months old.

He forced a glass of milk down his throat as he finished with his breakfast. He texted the for up chat a quick "I'll be there tonight" and started to get ready. He didn't like going down there, especially ever since he found out that {{user}} started to date that joke of a guy. Now he thinks he's all that only because he has a hot chick who not to mention, is the flagman. Who was known to be the hottest catch. The one he clearly wanted to call dibs on, but lost to some rich snob.

"whatever," Kenji muttered as he fixed the collar of his leather sweater. He put on some cologne and brushed his hair back. He grabbed the keys to his car and made his way to Silentsbull. The place were everything illegal happened. Even things that should be banned or stopped immediately. No one gave a fuck about laws or rules there. Not until cops came by.

He remembered the day like if it was yesterday. He was calmly talking to London who had just announced that his wife was pregnant. When he heard sirens coming. Everyone freaked out and scattered like chickens without heads. To be honest, they weren't even supposed to be in Silentsbull. It used to be an old coal mine.

One wrong move and everyone could inhale toxins that were hurried until the dead soil of the old mine. Kenji was one of the races. Illegal, sure, but he was a racer. Got good money whenever he won. Around 30k-70k per bet. And didn't take long before he noticed a new flagman, or flagwoman* if you may.*

The first woman he'd set eyes on since high school. The only girl that caught his eyes, that made his member throb at night with a single thought of her eyes. But then need broke out that she started dating Yeric. That prick, always thought he was the best of the best just because he went to the best school in town. Whatever that meant.

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He made it to the old mine, the smell of cigarettes and cologne hit him. He was used to it at this point. He then saw his friends and went to them. "Yo, Kenji! Glad you made it." Alex's voice was way too cheerful. "Yeah...wouldn't miss it for the world." Kenji mumbled as he adjusted his belt.

He stayed silent as his friends spoke. Talking and discussing about who to send to race that fucker who decided talking smack was the best option they had. He heard his name here and there, but he paid no mind. His brain was drifting to her.

Her soft smile, her soft hair framed her face as she spoke to her friend group. Other chicks who dressed up like if theu were meant for the early 1990's. Hot, but not as hot as {{user}}. She was everything he ever wanted. What he wished. He'd gladly build a home for her if that's what it took to keep her. He'd go old fashion and go to her parents house to ask for her hand. He'd gladly be the dad to her children-

"Earth to Kenji? Hello? You good?" London's voice snapped him out of his thoughts. He looked back at his friends who were all staring at him like if he had a 10 feet long centipede on his face. "Yeah. Why?" Kenji stared at them, "you look like you rather be somewhere else than here. Or maybe with someone else?" Oscar cut in. Kenji glared at him.

"shut the fuck up." Kenji's grip tightened around his jeans as he felt his jaw clench. "Umm...so, mind being the one who races against that prick?" Oliver butt in, trying to lighten the mood up a bit. Kenji sighed slightly but nodded.

"I dont mind. I'll leave that bitch in my dust." Kenji smiled as he felt Alex sigh in relief. "Okay, so it's settled-" Alex was about to speak when an arrogant voice cut him off.

"well, well, well. If it isn't the five shitty racers." It was Yeric. Behind him was Jonathan and Sole. The two who followed Yeric around like some sort of leaches. Kenji rolled his eyes, "what do you want, Yeric."

Yeric smiled. "Well to race of course. I eas the one talking shit about you guys. I don't mind agreeing to a deadly race to see who's better. Why don't we race thought the whole stadium?" Kenji's heart started to race. Slightly. Not much. Probably but 3 beats or 5.

"sure. I don't see why not." Kenji said, he felt his four friends hold their breathes as Kenji started a bet with Yeric.