Short Track Lovin’ – Chapter 103: “Issues in Paradise?”

Saturday, July 1

Chase glances at the ground, twirling his fingers together, before glancing up as he looks around the small waiting room.

After reading the text message, he had rushed over to the hospital to check on his friend. Thankfully, the poison had been caught early enough so it hadn’t gotten Ryan badly. Erin told him that the doctors assured them that they would be able to catch it all before it got worse, despite Ryan probably feeling pretty sick for the next couple of days.

He had been in to see him briefly, letting him know he was there if need be, though took residence in the waiting room to allow his parents and sisters to be with him instead. He debated going back to the track, but knew he wouldn’t sleep with his mind worried about his friend. So instead, he had curled up in the chair and caught a couple hours of rest through the night.

“Do you want anything?” Sarina asks quietly and Chase shakes his head no. “You need to eat or drink something, breakfast wise. You need to take care of yourself.” She then rubs his back, knowing how worried he was despite assurance that everything would be fine. “Especially if you’re racing tonight on top of this.”

“I’m fine,” he answers as he feels his stomach flip flop once again, letting out a sigh. He knew that she was probably right with her concerns, but how could he stomach something with his worry on edge?

“Did they figure anything out from the previous incidents?” Brad Keselowski comments from his spot in the room. He and Joey had shown up that morning concerned about their teammate, along with a couple members from the Wood Brothers. Chase had given them the same spell that he heard from Erin, with the pair spending a bit of time in the room, before retreating to same spot as Chase.

“They couldn’t pick up any finger prints or anything on what they found. They had some suspect ideas, but never really got to narrowing them down based on evidence.” Chase knew one of those suspects was pretty close to the person sitting beside him, and almost felt like revisiting that topic as thoughts ramped through his mind. He could only wonder where Chris was right now.

“Do you have any idea who is on their short list?” Chase shakes his head no. “Well, I guess that’s for good reason as don’t need people walking around getting falsely accused over random suspicions.”

“There’s already enough of that happening without a true list being released,” Sarina comments as Chase shoots her a look as Brad just looks on curiously.

“Oh really?” Brad questions and Sarina shakes her head yes. Chase could only roll his eyes, knowing this wouldn’t be a good discussion to get into.

“Well, just because someone has a past doesn’t mean that they should be countered by people unfairly.” Chase lets out a sigh as he glances away, only wondering what possible response Brad could have to the comment. Although, admittedly, he was curious as to where this would go based his own perspective.

“Something going on between you two that we missed?” Darrell questions, causing Chase to look over immediately. “I saw the look on your face…”

“There’s nothing going on,” Chase comments as he stands up and heads to the vending machine. Perhaps a snack would be a good idea right now.

“I can go get you something…” Sarina says and Chase just shakes his head no as he inserts a bit of change, letting it disperse a hot chocolate before turning around to face the group. Sipping on the liquid could serve as a good distraction.

“So who was the person wrongfully accused, Sarina?” Brad questions as Chase focuses on the marshmallows in his cup. Darrell hadn’t taken his eyes off Chase the whole time, seeing the quietness forming.

“Your brother, right?” Darrell asks, having picked up on the unease from Chase and Sarina’s definite perspective. He knew how things went the last time these two but heads on the topic of Chris, and could only imagine if it happened again.

“Got your own thoughts to share, Darrell?” She questions, causing Darrell to look on surprised.

“You don’t need to get defensive,” Joey comments quietly from his spot in the room.

“I’m sorry but I don’t appreciate my brother being pinned for something that he didn’t do by people who don’t know anything.” Chase rolls his eyes, knowing that wasn’t fully true, having heard from the comment that Jared made about her brother being around.

“We were just asking based on your comment – that’s all,” Brad states. “Now, let’s just forget the topic came up if it is so touchy for you. Besides, we should be focused on Ryan…” Brad then glances down the hall towards the room that Ryan was in, as Chase glances up from his cup at Sarina.

“Do you want to talk?” Darrell whispers as he walks over, grabbing his own drink from the vending machine. He didn’t want a drink, but figured it was good cover for the offer.

“Nah, I’m good,” Chase replies as he takes another sip of his drink, eyes locked on Sarina.

“Issues in paradise?” Chase shakes his head no. “You’re a liar.” Chase then takes his eyes off Sarina and looks over at Darrell.

“Things are fine between Sarina and I. When it comes to her brother, that’s a different story that I’d rather not talk about right now.” Darrell watches his drink disperse, before grabbing the cup and looking back at Chase.

“Is he behind what happened to Ryan, though?” Chase shrugs his shoulders as he wasn’t sure, quite yet. He hadn’t found the knick of evidence that he knew was needed first.

“If he is, you’ll be one of the first to know about it.” Darrell shakes his head, accepting, before returning to his seat. Chase then drinks the last mouthful before making his way to where Sarina was sitting, returning back to his previous seat.

“We okay?” She questions and Chase shakes his head yes. “I know you’re worried about Ryan, but remember what Erin said. He’s going to be okay….” Chase knew to believe in those words, but it still wasn’t easy seeing one of his close friends in this position. “Now, do you want me to go grab you a bagel or something from the cafeteria?” Chase shakes his head no.

“I told you – I’m fine,” he replies quietly as he takes his phone out of his pocket.

“Well I’m going to grab myself something so text me if you change your mind.” She then gives him a quick kiss before heading out of the room. Considering the curious glances from Darrell and stare from Brad, she didn’t want to stick around in the room any longer.

“Anything to say now that she’s gone?” Brad wonders and Chase looks up, shaking his head no.

“I sympathize with her position as I get how it can be tough to hear people accuse Chris,” Chase starts. “But, I get the reason why after what happened. She’ll be fine…” He then returns his eyes back to his phone, hoping a quick game of something would distract his thoughts.

“Will you be fine?” Chase looks up, caught off-guard by Brad’s concern, though simply shakes his head yes.

“How are we supposed to race tonight as if nothing happened?” Darrell wonders from his corner.

“We just believe that he’ll be alright as Erin assured us, and try to win it for him,” Brad comments. “Have you heard anything about who is driving the car, Joey?”

“You’re really worried about that right now?” Brad shrugs his shoulders.

“Just trying to make light conversation, honestly. The silence was driving me crazy.” Chase actually wished they’d return to that, considering how many emotions the conversation had stirred already.

“I think I heard Ryan Reed is driving the car tonight,” Joey comments as Darrell just rolls his eyes. “Sore subject?”

“Because a guy has a sponsor that’ll kiss his ass and he figured out how to win at Daytona twice means that I’m out of a ride when I’ve beat him everywhere else,” Darrell comments. “But no, I’m fine.”

“It is a little unfair….”

“I still can’t believe you couldn’t find a sponsor,” Brad says as Darrell could only shrug his shoulders.

“It’ll work out bud; don’t worry,” Chase assures him as he gives him a pat on the shoulder.

“I hope you’re right,” Darrell says. “I mean, I’m trying to do what I can in the opportunity that I have till Aric comes back, but I can only do so much.”

“You’re not doing too bad so far,” Brad offers. “Just don’t get caught up in the fact that you’re trying to prove yourself, and overdrive the equipment. It’s better to take that so-so finish rather than a wrecked car.” Darrell shakes his head, knowing that fact already. It was why he was so pissed a couple weeks ago.

“Appreciate the advice.”

“And if all else fails, you could always become a rockstar,” Chase jokes, based on the videos that Ryan and Darrell constantly were sharing of them singing and playing instruments. Darrell could only roll his eyes at the comment, but chuckled.

“Would you attend the concert?” Darrell asks and Chase shrugs his shoulders. “Really?”

“I don’t want a headache….” Darrell rolls his eyes, knowing how Chase wasn’t the biggest fan of scream-o music, but rather a country fan himself.

“I will say that I listened to the Chris Rice CD that you left at the house, and it’s actually pretty good.” Chase smiles as it was certainly some progress.

“Chase?” Erin asks, causing Chase to look up from his seat. “We told Ryan that we were going to grab a quick bite to eat – had to pull dad and mom away but they finally agreed. Anyways, he said he wanted to talk to you alone first before the rest of the group came in.” Chase could only look on confused as he wondered what the topic would be. However, standing up and beginning the walk, he couldn’t deny his best friend a visit.

“I’ll let ya know when we’re done,” he tells the others as he heads down the hall. He crosses paths with Sarina, who stops to face him.

“I’ll com-” She starts and Chase shakes his head no.

“Ryan wants to see me alone before we call everyone else in.” She then looks on confused.

“Why?” Chase couldn’t place the reason no matter what he thought of.

“I don’t know, but I’m listening. I’ll come see you when I’m done.” He gives her a quick kiss before continuing the walk down the hall, giving a hug to both Erin and Emma, before taking a deep breath and heading into the room.

A VampWolf Wedding – Chapter 17: Axaltra Pocono 400

“Are you sure we should be here?” Alice Cullen asks as she glances over at her brother.

“We need to warn her,” he answers. “It’s the only fair thing to do.” Alice rolls her eyes as she crosses her arms.

“But really, warn her here? In front of everybody that she knows who isn’t supposed to know a drop of her world?” Edward knew the timing could’ve been better, but he wasn’t about to waste any either.

“I’m sure we can find some quiet time, and you can be here since you have that pass.” Alice looks down at the pass around her neck, reading it over, before letting it go and rolling her eyes. She still wanted to know how Edward had gotten it for her quickly.

“Why doesn’t Danny or Yolanda do this stuff?” Edward knew the answer, obviously, having spoken with Danny.

“It’s called they’re babysitting Melody and she can’t be around humans right now. Hello full moon time, hello random changing. Do you want to scare everybody and make them thing Keselowski is an alien?” Alice thinks it over, having some doubts over Brad. It wasn’t that too shabby of a plan.

“Hey….” Brad says as he opens the door, glancing between the pair confused. “I wasn’t expecting guests this weekend….” Edward walks past Brad, with Alice following in toe. “Don’t I get any explanation?”

“Shut the door,” Edward states as he glances between Juliette and Brad, both looking at him with confused glances. Brad closes the door as requested, before focusing his eyes on the pair.

“You don’t normally come around….” Alice shakes her head no, not really having any desires to deal with vampires after the first round. “Why are you here?”

“Because she came with me on an important assignment.”

“Assignment?” Juliette questions and Edward shakes his head yes.

“You see visions of the future….” Brad recalls and Alice shakes her head yes this time. “Why don’t I like this idea at all?”

“Because perhaps it means danger is coming your way and you’re scared,” Alice comments as Brad lets out a sigh. He knew it was never good to see her. “Alright, look. Word has spread that you guys are set to get married in a month and that obviously doesn’t sit well with people. Needless to say, there’s some vampires who are out to find you and well, destroy you.”

“How did you come across this information?” Brad wanted to laugh it off, believe it was just another random scare.

“How the hell am I supposed to protect him when we’re busy with our lives?” Juliette demands, feeling a shake of fear as she knew what the people were capable of.

“The message was dropped off by a fellow mate who knows the group but actually likes you,” Edward informs Brad. “He told me it would be wise for me to warn you. So here I am with your warning, sir. As far as protecting him, just be careful and watchful. They’re not going to strike during the day so just watch what you’re doing at night and who you’re hanging around. Oh, and never go anyplace alone.” Juliette glances over at Brad as he rolls his eyes.

“He’s serious, Keselowski,” Juliette says with a stern voice.

“I have seen visions of a meeting with a deadly consequence,” Alice starts. “People in a room, discussing, plans of death for someone else. Needless to say, this fits that vision adequately.” She then pulls out a piece of paper, handing it to the pair. “Those are the people I see. Stay far from them.” Brad and Juliette unfold the piece of paper, looking at it together. They couldn’t place the people anywhere from the drawings.

“Thanks….” Juliette didn’t want to be comfortable with the news, given the danger that she knew laid over their heads.

“We must be going. But we thought we should tell you. Goodbye.” Alice and Edward then head for the door together.

“You’re not even going to stay for the race?” They look back, shaking their heads no. “That’s crazy!”

“We got things to do, people to see. We just wanted to protect you.” Without another word, the pair left the motorcoach, leaving Juliette and Brad standing there, facing each other in silence.

“We’ll be fine,” Brad says quietly as he reaches out, pulling her close and kissing her forehead. “We’ll be fine. I love you, and I’ll do whatever it takes for you. We’ll be fine….”

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Brad laces his fingers with Juliette as they head back to the motorcoach lot together. It had been a great day at Pocono Raceway. He had a solid finish, and watched one of his good friends Ryan Blaney snagged his first career victory. Needless to say, they also knew it’d be a late night with the party about to ensue.

“Looks like we have a party to go to,” Brad comments as they reach the motorcoach. “I know you’re missing Melody so you can go see her with Danny, and I’ll do the party alon-”

“There’s no way in hell that I’m letting you out of my sight!” Juliette cuts him off, causing Brad to spin around instantly. “You heard what Alice and Edward said. They’re also most likely to strike at night. Perfect opportunity while you’re drinking your ass off with Dale and Ryan, and not aware.”

“So you’re coming to play bodyguard?” She shakes her head yes.

“Besides, I know Ryan just as well as you do. Don’t you think I deserve to come? Danny will understand.” Brad lets out a sigh, agreeing to it as he goes to the back to get changed.

“You know, you still owe me one….” She then smiles as she walks down the hall, leaning against the door frame. “You said that having a weekend alone, you’d offer me what I wanted more than anything. I haven’t seen that yet, sweetheart.” She then smiles as she twirls a piece of her hair with her finger. “I’m still waiting….”

“I did say that I owe you one, but I didn’t say this weekend or today, now did I?” Brad turns around, grin forming on his face as he walks right up to her.

“Yeah, but I know you want me…” He then slips his finger down her pants, running it along her slit. “You’re all wet and juicy and wanting me. You want me. You want all of me. You just don’t want to admit it.” She feels herself craving to his touch, almost kneeling over in slight as he pushes his finger inside of her.

“Bradley….” He smiles, hearing her purr his name.

“Yes Juliette?” She then lets out a low moan as she pulls him closer to her.

“Stop being a little tease and get the deed done. We have a party to get to, remember?” He smiles, continuing to push his fingers inside of her.

“I remember….but a party for two sounds so much better….” She couldn’t deny those words.

“Bradley, stop teasing….”

“Why sweetie?” He then leans in, kissing her lips, as he continues to fondle inside of her.

“Because I need you…..” He then backs up a little, smiling.

“I thought you’d never say those words.” He then kisses her lips once again, before moving his tongue down to her, licking the entire way, sucking ever so lightly where the scar from the bite mark remained.

“A deal is a deal….”

“So you’re finally craving….” He then goes back to sucking her neck as she feels herself reaching out, craving him, thirst building in her mouth.

“Bradley…..” He then moves down her neck to her shoulder, slipping the strap off from her tank top, before licking and sucking there, too.

“Yes?” He then repeats the process on the other side.

“Why are you making this so damn hard? I thought you wanted this more….” He then laughs, enjoying the tease he was creating.

“Because I want to make it worth your while and wait…” He then slips her tank top up, pulling it off. He reaches around her back, unclasping the bra before sucking one of her nipples.

“Bradley….” There was no holding back the moans anymore, as she badly wanted to move over to the bed.

“Didn’t you try to talk me out of this? Have you changed your mind?” He then switches the sides.

“Oh gosh yes…..”

“So now you want me?” He then picks her up, carrying her over to the bed, laying her back on it, before climbing on top of her and continuing where he left off.

“Bradley….” He then lets his tongue move down to her belly button, doing a circle around it as a giggle escapes her lips.

“Ticklish, are we?” She didn’t need him having any distractions.

“Keep focus…” He then lets his tongue roam down further, licking her along the waist line.  “Damn Bradley….”

“What’s wrong my little vampire? Are we thirsty for something?” A small growl escapes her lips as a response to the question as he slips her jeans off, followed by her underwear.

“Just already, please…” He then goes along her waist again, before down her thigh and back up, while placing a finger back in her slit. “Bradley….”

“What do you want, Juliette?” She then reaches for him, pulling at his firesuit, followed by his underwear, stroking his cock.

“You know what I want, jackass.” He then looks at her in surprise.

“Desperate, are we?” She then lets out a moan, stroking him once again.

“Please…..” He then pulls his fingers out, smile crossing his finger as he moves his cock closer, brushing it along her slit, moan escaping her lips. “Please Bradley, please….”

“Your wish is my command….”

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The pair walk up to the front door, glancing at each other with a smile, before opening it and going inside. They had arrived an hour later than they had anticipated due to their extracurricular activities, but neither was going to let the smile disappear off their faces in response.

A VampWolf Wedding – Chapter 16: Winstar 400

Brad walks into the motorcoach, smiles as he sees Juliette curled up on the couch, glancing over something.

“Do I want to know what you’re doing?” He questions as she lets out a chuckle.

“Figuring out the final piece of our wedding,” she answers as he looks on surprised. He didn’t think she’d ever get through her planning, but knew better late than never with the date set for next month.

“Oh, really? So you figured out the idea for our ceremony?” They had broken down the werewolf traditions together following Brad’s discussion with his parents, followed by figuring out the vampire traditions, courtesy of Edward. Juliette had everything mapped out on a page, trying to twirl together the best of both worlds in a sensible fashion.

“I think I have it down to a science, and I think that you will approve.” He sits beside her after slipping out of his firesuit, glancing through the notes that she made. It honestly wasn’t as bad as he thought it would be.

“I can handle this, I think….” She then chuckles as she thought there’d be objections with some of the steps. However, it was nice to be on the right track for once.

“Now, it’s just our wedding vows. Do you want to go traditional, proper, or make our own vows?” He thought it over, nerves flowing. He could easily write himself a blog on the website and pour his feelings out.  He was also good at expressing himself with ease. However, telling her how much he loved her in front of everybody? That may give him stage freight.

“What do you think?” He didn’t know whether it was a good idea or not to give the option to her. Knowing how girls worked, he could see what was coming – hence the scribbled notes on the paper underneath what he had just read.

“I like the idea of our own vows. It’ll just make the wedding that much more special.” He then lets out a sigh, knowing there was no choice now.

“Then that’s what we’ll do. I’m fine writing my own.” She then smiles, glad, as she had already put in a half hour of trying different things.

“So  why don’t you go grab a shower so you’re not so stinky, and I’ll make us something for supper? Then we can see how the boys make out in Texas tonight.” A sly smile forms on his lips.

“I thought maybe you’d like to join me for the shower.” Her cheeks immediately flush red as he pulls her close, kissing her lips. “We got a weekend with just us since your brother is watching Melody. Why don’t we take full advantage of that?”

“Careful puppy, you’re bound to get me pregnant with another one of your crazy wolves…” He then chuckles as he wraps his arms around her to keep her held close.

“And what’s wrong with that?” She smiles, knowing that she wouldn’t mind a second child – just not right yet. She wanted to get through Melody’s stages of growth, first.

“Nothing at all. But, for now, I say we stick to the plan….” He lets out a sigh as he lets her go, getting up off the couch. “You’ll be the one all grumpy if you miss the start of the truck race…”

“We could always do the shower together, and go for a smaller dinner than normal?” She then gives him a small push as he looks back with a grin. “Come on….”

“I want to finish up this first, okay?” He lets out a sigh, pouting a little. “Brad…”

“Juliette….” She shakes her head, licking her lips, as she watches him head down the hall. It was so hard to resist the offer.

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The pair focused their eyes on television, watching the battle for the lead come down to the final stages. They were already yelling at the TV and back and forth in regards to the previous pair of restarts. Brad insisted that Christopher Bell jumped one of them. Juliette insisted that Chase Bricoe should’ve restarted as the leader for the second.

“Caution!” The commentators let out, causing looks of confusion as to what could be the cause, and who was leading.

“I swear to gosh….” Brad starts, knowing he’d scream if it was a stupid reason.

“Holy crap Peters!” Juliette lets out as they show a replay of Timothy Peters’ flip. Not a bad reason for a caution. “Glad that he’s okay because that was….Holy!”

“Good to see him moving around.”  They then watch as TV waits for the replay and call of who won the race.

“And we’re hearing Christopher Bell is tonight’s race winner,” the broadcaster says, causing Brad’s jaw to drop. They then show a clip of the fence caution lights going on, with Christopher and Chase side-by-side.

“Bell won?!?” Juliette questions as she sees a blue bumper barely ahead. “That’s horseshit! Are you sure Kyle is not paying off NASCAR?”

“I have no idea,” Brad says, shaking his head. “There is no way that Christopher won. Chase’s bumper is clearly ahead as the fence lights up. There is no way…..”

“I’ve said before the officials are blind, but they are more certainly blind tonight!” They then see the clip of Buddy Sisco on pit road, yelling with the official.

“I’ve never seen Buddy fired up like that, but I don’t blame him. There is no way….”

“This is ridiculous! First, they suspend crew members for a simple mistake on pit road due to how they wrote their dumb rule about secure lug nuts, and now this? Seriously, how much is Kyle and Toyota paying NASCAR?” Brad shakes his head in disbelief, though then holds his breath as he watches them interview his driver. Surprisingly, Chase took the calm level-headed approach, and didn’t say anything out of turn.

“He handled that a lot better than I would’ve. I would’ve been fuming!” Brad then stands up, snatching his phone off the table as he texts Buddy, along with a couple other crew members. “This is ridiculous…”

“Please tell me that Buddy is marching into the hauler right now to yell at NASCAR?!?” Brad shakes his head yes, reading the response. “I mean, you can’t tell me that Christopher won based on that crappy replay….”

“I know, I know. Buddy is going to see what he can do…” Brad then grabs a drink from the fridge, before plopping back on the couch with Juliette. They wait awhile in silence, rolling their eyes as Christopher is interviewed in victory lane. It took around six minutes, but Brad’s phone went off. “Hello?” Juliette looks over, watching Brad’s facial glances, knowing that he was talking to Buddy about the conversation with NASCAR. It seemed pretty obvious that perhaps the right call was made and Christopher was the winner. However, Juliette could only look on confused at the thought as she watched Brad hang up after awhile.

“Well?”

“NASCAR timestamps the video and they mark exact time they throw a caution – hour, minute, second. They showed Buddy the timestamp to match and boom, Christopher was ahead. The caution actually flew two seconds earlier. The lights are on delay.” Juliette’s jaw drops in shock.

“Seriously?” Brad shakes his head yes. ”Well somebody should tell Eddie Gossage to fix his damn lights so they do a better job, or stick ‘em up his ass.” Brad chuckles as he takes to twitter, explaining things in a couple of tweets. He knew it was only fair to apologize for what he said earlier, especially since he respected Christopher.

“You aren’t the only one saying that…..”

“I’m the only one that will take the damn bulb and stick it there, though.” Brad chuckles again as he finishes up with his last tweet, setting his phone down and turning his eyes on her.

“How about instead of doing that you focus your energy on me?” She smiles as she grabs him by his shorts, pulling him right close to her and kissing his lips.

“It’d be my damn pleasure…..”

Short Track Lovin’ – Chapter 87: Coke 600

Sarina sat on the pit box, focused on the action on track. Everything that happened pre-race was out of mind without a single worry left to think of. For now, she was focused on Chase and them having a good night of racing.

Her eyes flip to the monitor, watching smoke begin to trail from Jeffrey Earnhardt’s No. 33 entry, knowing that it was a possible blown motor and a caution was to come. Her eyes then focused on track as the No. 24 NAPA Chevrolet came into view on the frontstretch.

She watched as it slowed dramatically, what appearing to be fire in view by the front wheel well, before being slammed into the back off and lifted off the ground by Brad Keselowski.

“What the hell?!?” She yells out loud in shock of what happened, her hands immediately landing on her mouth. There were no words to describe what happened before her.

“Chase, are you alright?” Alan immediately cues the radio after what happened. “Looks like a lot of fire there….” He then sits back on the pit box, eyes focused down the frontstretch where both Chase and Brad had ended up.

“He’s out guys,” Eddie D’Hondt tells them over the radio. “He’s out and walking around. He’s okay…”

“10-4.” Alan then takes off his headset, putting his notes together as he lets out a sigh. So much for a fun night of racing.

“What the heck happened?” Sarina questions once again as she looks over at the crew chief. He could only shrug his shoulders, though his eyes then laid on the screen. He saw the debris come out from Jeffrey’s car, followed by going through the nose of Chase’s car. It was obvious the fire was due to the oil cooler being knocked off. “Why the hell didn’t NASCAR call the caution sooner? Are they freaking insane? They caused that crap by not calling the caution! Jeffrey was smoking for a whole half a corner before they thought of anything. Are they insa-”

“There’s nothing that we can do now so take a deep breath, relax, be glad that he’s alright and go see him at the medical center.” She then takes a couple deep breathes, knowing that Alan was right no matter how mad she truly was. She makes her way down the steps, beginning the long walk back.

After climbing from the car, Chase made his way to the ambulance, climbing inside followed by Brad.

“Are you okay?” Brad asks and Chase shakes his head yes. “I didn’t mean to hit you. It’s just I didn’t realize how slow you were going till the last minute….” Chase could understand that, given how quickly everything happened.

“I hit a piece of debris off Jeffrey’s car and it punched a hole in the nose, hit the oil cooler, caught fire,” Chase explains, as Brad shakes his head understanding. Everything made sense now. “You’re okay, right?” Brad shakes his head yes.

Chase sat quiet the rest of the ride, fingers fumbling around the clips on the HANS device. It seemed the wreck was the perfect way to end May. Nothing had gone right through the month. From doubts and fights with Sarina, to multiple wrecks including a flying at Talladega, no luck seemed to be in his corner. Combine that with the Jared incident and he knew he wouldn’t miss May one bit.

Reaching the care center, he climbs out, eying Sarina immediately standing there as he walks over, wraps an arm around her and kisses her forehead.

“I’m okay,” he tells her as he looks into her eyes. She looks back into his, shaking her head immediately. Despite the nature of what happened, she was much calmer than she had been all month so far.

“I know and I’m glad,” she replies, kissing his lips. “It just sucks period that you have no luck and NASCAR can’t call a damn bloody race.” Chase then looks at her surprised. “Well, I’m sorry but the caution should’ve been flown sooner.”

“They didn’t know he was leaking flui-”

“There was smoke coming out of the back and going that fast, there should be no chances taken. That could’ve been a lot worse!” He then pulls her as tight as he could to him, rubbing her shoulders.

“Calm down, deep breathes. There’s nothing we can do. Let me go checked out and then we can get out of here, okay?” She shakes her head yes. He then lets go and heads inside as required.

He comes out of the medical center about 15 minutes later, handing his helmet and HANS over to Morgan before walking over to the media waiting for his comments.

“Yeah, I saw parts and pieces flying,” he starts. “I don’t know if he blew a tire or something and I ended up hitting something that he had on track. I hit it pretty hard. It was really solid, so I knew it was rough. I saw some fire, tried to get stopped and get out of the way and I guess Brad got in my oil and couldn’t get slowed down, so I hate it.” He then takes a pause, thinking back through his thoughts earlier. “Man, it is so just ridiculous. I wish I knew what to do to try to fix things like that, but at the end of the day you really can’t.”

He then walks away from the group after a quick wave, meeting up with Sarina as they head towards the garage area together.

“That wasn’t your fault one bit,” she starts. “ I heard your comments. There’s nothing that you could’ve done, as ridiculous as it was. You did what you could. Just luck of the draw.” He knew that she was right, but he still felt terrible as he glanced up on the scoreboard to see who was running where. He hated being eliminated out of the race so early – Lap 19 out of 400. It just sucked, period.

“I know…” He simply replies as he leads her into his trailer. “It just sucks…” She then spins around, pulling him close to her as she rubs his back.

“Things are going to get better. You guys are running great, and that’s half the battle. You’ve proven that you can run up front and contend for wins. If you keep doing that, you’ll shake this bad spell and damn well get some wins. I believe in you and I know it’s going to happen.” He gives her a slight smile as he leans in for another kiss.

“I appreciate the vote of confidence, really. It helps…” She then smiles as she lays her head against him.

“I mean it, every single word of it. Everything is going to be fine. We’re stuck together like glue, things are coming around with Chris, and we’re both going to have success this year…” He just hoped that her words played true in every regard as he held her close.

“I believe you….” She then slips her fingers up his front, grabbing the zipper on his firesuit and pulling it down slowly. “Sarina….”

“Relax, Chase….” She then slips the zipper down, before reaching up and pulling the top off his shoulders. “I’m not going to make you do anything that you don’t want and I’m not going to do that. I just figure a nice massage would help.”

“That’d actually be nice…” He then turns around as she rubs his shoulders, followed by down his back a little.

“You know that you never have to be uncomfortable with me. You can always tell me what you’re feeling or want or don’t want. I’ll listen. We’ve had this deal from the beginning – we won’t push each other no matter what. We do this at our speed. And Chase, I know that you’re not ready for that and it’s fine. I don’t think I’m ready either…” He feels himself relax against her as he looks back at her over his shoulder.

“I’m sorry I tensed there when you started. I just thought the worse….”

“It’s fine and understandable. Now sssh…” She then works his fingers in a little deeper as he feels himself relax more and more.

The pair remained there for awhile, before he got changed and they headed out. Once the rain delay hit, Sarina texted Chris and Bethany that she was leaving with Chase and they headed back to the house.

As they sat in the living room set to watch the final 200 laps of the race together, they could only hope that Miles treated them much better than this past weekend.

A VampWolf Wedding – Chapter 15: “Necessary Conversation”

Edward Cullin walks through the halls of Brad Keselowski Racing, glancing around as he takes everything in before reaching the office in question.

“He’s in there,” Austin Cindric simply says before walking away.

“He?” Edward questions as the young driver looks back.

“Yeah, Brad. Isn’t that who you’re here to see?” Edward pulls out his phone, re-reading the text message.

“Usually it’s Juliette that sends me messages to meet her different places.” He then reads it over, once again, “But nope, this time it is Brad. Thanks…”

“You’re welcome.” Austin then heads down the hallway, glancing back a little curious as he watches Edward enter the office, closing the door behind him.

“You know, normally it’s Juliette that wants to talk about things. You never want to talk vampire things…” Brad looks up from his desk, knowing that Edwards was right. However, this was important.

“Let’s just say this is a necessary conversation about my daughter,” Brad informs him as Edwards sits down, slightly confused.

“Everything okay?” Edward asks, a little worried based on Brad’s tone.

“They are – but only because Juliette stepped in. Let’s just say that she tried to bite my teammate a week and a half ago.” Edward’s jaw drops in surprise, though he had to admit it wasn’t totally a worst case scenario. He remembered when Bella met his family for the first time.

“How did that come about?”

“He came to my motorcoach for a band-aid as his finger was bleeding. A bit dropped on the floor, and she smelt it before going for a bite. I pushed him out of the motorcoach and her way, while Juliette grabbed her.” Edward was thankful for the quick movements by both, only wondering as to what would’ve happen should the teammate been bitten.

“What was his reaction?” Brad remembered the pair of conversations clearly. It was why he called Edward.

“Caught off-guard, scared, fearful, wondering whether he should even spend time around myself and Melody. He questioned it twice to me. Let’s just say that it wasn’t the most settling experience. Now, Joey is my best friend and we spend a ton of time together. I can’t be having this happen, especially not again.” Edward understood the concern, remembering the concerns he had surrounding Bella before he eventually bit her.

“As long as you keep her away during the full moon hours, and make sure there’s no more bloody sightings, there shouldn’t be a problem.” Brad took in those words, wanting to leave the topic alone.

“There shouldn’t be? I want a guarantee.” Edward lets out a sigh, wishing he could do that.

“Look, there’s a 95% chance of nothing hap-”

“But there’s a 5% chance that she’ll go after him again? Do you realize this isn’t a chance that I want to take?” Edward could only sigh once again.

“I get that. However, nobody has ever done this before – werewolf and vampire. Nobody knows how that’s going to mix and affect things. Hence why I can’t give you perfection. I know it’d be fine vampire world, but I don’t know how being a werewolf affects that.” Brad could only shake his head in response, accepting.

“Sometimes I just wish we didn’t have to deal with this at all. I just wish there was something I could do and it’d magically go away. It becomes more a problem than a good thing. The worst part is trying to make people like Joey, Brittany and Paul understand.” Edward could only symphasize, remembering his experience with Bella’s father.

“Give it time. As they learn more and see that things aren’t as strange or weird as they seem, or at least somewhat more balanced than given credit for, they’ll get it. I know it’s stressful and painful at times, but it’ll be fine. Besides, I think they can all attend the wedding without fear of incident.” Brad lets out a sigh as he knew that was now just over a month away, and yet plans hadn’t been finalized yet. “Bad topic?”

“Sometimes I just wish we could go to the local court house, get married and be done with it. Trying to balance ourselves with tradition is just pain staking at times.” Edward smiled as he remembered his and Bella’s wedding together.

“You’ll figure it out. You both always do.”

At home, Juliette sat on the couch, holding Melody in her arms as she rubbed her back.

“You know, your ears are sort of cute,” she comments, seeing the werewolf formation of her ears. “Perhaps cuter than your father…”

“Dada…” Melody says as Juliette just smiles, holding her tighter.

“Yeah, dada. You’re like your dad in many ways sweetheart.” She then glances down, noticing something tickling her by her stomach, laughing as a little tail sticks out. “Oh Melody….”

“Race…race…” During days like this, she’d just jabber random words, not noticing a single thing different despite furry ears and a tail. The only ones who noticed the difference was those around her.

“Yes, sweetheart. We get to see daddy race this weekend.” Juliette glanced at the calendar, knowing it’d all fade away that night with the full moon phase over for May. In a way, she was glad as it brought some normalcy back to their lives. However, she had to admit that she was cute with it.

A VampWolf Wedding – Chapter 14: GoBowling.com 400

Brad gets done his media interviews, before making his way through the garage area.

It felt weird without Juliette being there that weekend as normally they’d talk about the night, get ready to head home together, before leaving the track. Though with her being home with Melody, it left him to his own devices.

He was all prepared to get ready to leave, excited to see both his girls once again, though knew he had to make a stop somewhere else first. He makes his way into the motorcoach lot, past his own motorcoach before stopping at his teammates.

He takes a deep breath, knocking, knowing he couldn’t leave without stopping by first. He watches the door open before him, focusing on the eyes before him.

“Hey,” Joey says as he moves back, allowing Brad to enter with ease.

“Hey,” Brad simply replies, knowing nothing else would fit with the somber mood in the room. “I just wanted to stop by and see how you are. That was a wicked crash….” Brad hadn’t seen what happened exactly, but he heard from his team that Joey had something break, causing him to turn into Danica and crash both into the wall. Aric then had nowhere to go, joining the party. He saw the cars as they drove back through the turn during clean-up, shaking his head immediately.

“I’m fine, physically.” Brad shakes his head, easily accepting, as he gives his teammate the once over. He couldn’t help but pick-up on the tone of Joey’s voice, though.

“Beyond that, though?” Joey sits down on the couch, having not talked about it much except to Brittney.

“That shook me up, Brad. I was scared as ever for Danica. I was scared as ever for Aric. It’s great to see her walk away, and Todd said that Aric was talking on his radio. But that scared me probably more than any other wreck has ever, and I was really worried there.” Brad shakes his head, understanding once again. He could see that easily on Joey’s face.

“It’s understandable with how hard each of you hit. We know the risk and danger, but everybody hates to see that happen. Those wrecks are reminders of the danger, and even if we want to kill each other at times, we do care. I would’ve acted the same way, Joey.” Joey then looks up at Brad.

“So why is it that I will be like this now for the next 24 hours, and then put it behind me like nothing happened? It doesn’t seem right…” Brad sits down beside Joey, trying to think back to moments in his career in the same shoes.

“Because that’s what we do. The drive for success, the desire for speed forces us to put everything else out of the rearview. We remind ourselves that everything is as safe as it’s ever been, and the risk is worth it for what we want. That’s how it’s always been. The day a driver can’t do that…..well, we know the result.” Brad then puts a hand on Joey’s leg. “Look, don’t kick yourself in the butt over the change in heart when it happens. It’s the make-up of racer. It doesn’t make you less human or an asshole. It’s just who we are.”

“Yeah, I guess…” Brad then looks up as he watches Brittany walk out of the back, all set to leave, as he stands up himself.

“It’ll make sense. Give it time. You’re still dealing with the initial shock…” Joey shakes his head, knowing that Brad was right.

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Brad looks in the mirror, adjusting his jacket and tie, before walking through the house.

While Danny stopped by to babysit, the couple was getting to go out for a date night. For both, it was a special night being Sherry’s Catwalk for a Cause. Juliette could recall the days she helped Sherry with the first couple, while Brad always enjoyed seeing the smiles on the kids’ faces.

“Juliette, are you ready?” He questions out loud, knowing that she was in the bathroom, finishing up her make-up.

“Yep!” She replies, coming out of the bathroom. She slips her heels on, before making her way into the front foyer where Brad was waiting for her. As she came around the corner, his jaw dropped immediately as he took in her appearance. “Oh no…” She then glanced down at her dress, wondering if she should’ve chose something different. “It’s the dress, isn’t it?”

“The dress, you – everything together…” Brad was having trouble finding words to say, which was odd for him.

“Is it that ba-”

“Bad? Oh hell no! Let me just tell you that you look absolutely stunning!” A smile immediately forms on her face, as she spins around in a circle. She had chosen to go with a mid-tone red dress that went down to just above the knees. Tank-top style at the top, it tucked in at the waist virtue of a band that blended into the dress being the same color, followed by flaring out a touch in the bottom. She then chosen to go with three simple gold bracelets, along with her gold necklace from her childhood to top it off.

“Why, thank you…” She then walks up to him. “You don’t look so bad yourself, Mr. Keselowski.” She then leans in and kisses his lips as he wraps his arms around her. The pair remain lip-locked as she pushes him back against the wall, hands working their way underneath the edge of his shirt. “You actually take my breath awa-”

“You both realize you’re not alone right?” A voice reigns from the living room. They both immediately separate, trading smiles as they fix their outfits back to perfection.

“Sorry,” Brad apologizes as he glances into the room. “She just looked so stunning…” Danny smiles as he looks over at his sister.

“That dress does look good on her,” he compliments his sister as she gives him a quick nod.

“We’ll be back around 11. If you have any proble-”

“Just go. I’ll be fine.” Brad then takes Juliette’s hand with his, and the pair head out ready for a fun night.

A VampWolf Wedding – Chapter 12: Post Bite Scare

Once everybody was done the post-race breakdown meeting, the drivers and crew members split up to their usual spots for a Monday afternoon. Joey was set to head back to his office, though instead made the short walk down to his teammate’s. He knocked on the door, causing Brad to glance up.

“You can always just let yourself in,” Brad says as he motions for Joey to walk in the room.

“I didn’t want to interrupt you if you were busy,” Joey replies as he enters, closing the door behind him. “Besides, I had to make sure Melody wasn’t here.”  Brad then glances back up from his desk, surprised by the comment.

“I thought we were cool about that…” Joey takes a deep breath as he nears closer to the desk.

“We are. I mean, I’m fine. It’s just….” Joey takes another deep breath, trying to find the right words. “It freaked me out a little, okay? I was caught off-guard by that.” Brad could only begin to understand as he knew it was always a surprise when people learned more details of their lives.

“I get that reaction from anybody who sees something a little strange it seems.” Joey had sat nervously, though perked up at the comment. He was worried he had offended his teammate. “Look, I get that it’s not what you’d call normal. It’s something you just see in horror movies, right? It’s a reasonable reaction. You don’t have to dart around the topic with me, Joey. Heck, Juliette expressed concerns about the next time you come over.” Joey felt his stomach flip at that comment.

“Concerns?” Brad shakes his head yes, keeping his eyes focused on his teammate. He wanted to try and make him as comfortable as he could.

“We’d understand if you were nervous around her, didn’t want to hold her, keep your distance. I wouldn’t blame you one bit.” Joey knew that wasn’t quite what he was thinking by concerns.

“What about her behavior? Will she do that again?” Brad couldn’t be 100% certain, but had a perspective gained after discussion with Edward about the meetings he went through with humans, and raising his daughter.

“As long as there’s no blood that she can see or taste, then you’re safe. That’s why she attacked you – she tasted your blood, liked the taste and was set for more. Look at it this way – you know that you have great blood.” Joey knew Brad was trying to be light-hearted, but it just didn’t feel right in this moment.

“Geez thanks Brad. Next time I’m not sure how I’m doing, I’ll just let your daughter check me out.” Brad took his turn with a slight chuckle.

“Hey, vampires only go after good, clean human blood. They won’t touch any with a trace of sickness.” Joey was surprised by the detail, but figured he couldn’t blame them as it was about protecting themselves. “Listen, if you go see her today or tomorrow or anyday, you’ll be fine. You can also hold her without a problem. Just know that if there’s any blood at all from yourself, make sure to keep your distance.” Joey then felt confused by those words, as he noticed Juliette’s reaction.

“Juliette didn’t do anything at the sight of my blood….” Brad sits back in his chair, having grown used to explaining things to people.

“Juliette is a very trained vampire. She doesn’t go for human blood at one bit – actually doesn’t like the taste, strangely. She is only able to enjoy certain animal bloods by what she tells me. But she’s also trained herself to not attach to human blood, stay far off it – same with Edward and the Cullens. With Melody, that’ll come with time as she gets older.” Joey felt his stomach twist and turn as he tried to make sense of everything.

“So she’ll be willing to attack me if she sees blood for a long time?” Brad shrugs his shoulders, having listened to Edward’s explanation.

“For the first two years of her life, we can’t control her instincts at all. She turns into werewolf and howls at the sight of the full moon and around those days, which is this week. She instinctly goes after human blood because that’s what vampires love. As she enters year three of her life, all those go away and disappear under the surface as she continues to grow.” Brad then takes a deep breath, remembering the details. “Our beings grow smarter quicker than a human so by year five and six, we can understand things like control and ability. At that point is when training begins to withstand full moons, how to change on instant like I can, and also how to deal with blood thirst.”

“So for the first two years of her life, you need to keep her guarded because of that?” Brad shakes his head yes.

“That’s why Juliette won’t be there this weekend as we have no babysitter and its full moon week.” Joey finally felt like he was getting an understanding for everything. “Any questions you ever have, don’t hesitate to ask me. I’ll give you the answers that I know.”

“What about your wedding? I heard you’re keeping the guest list real low. Do I want to know what’s up there?” Brad shakes his head no, as he wasn’t quite sure yet either. “That bad?”

“It’s going to have tradition from both sid-”

“You guys are anything but the traditional couple, though.” Brad chuckles, remembering that comment from his siblings and Yolanda.

“We want to honor tradition, though, because it’s who we are. We haven’t quite decided what to include and what to do yet – hence why I can’t say much yet. But, when I do know, I will let you know. Oh, and you’re invited along with Brittany, Paul, Dale and Amy since all of you know.” Joey was about to simply agree, thought felt puzzled.

“Did Juliette somehow tell Dale when she was working for him?” Brad shakes his head no. “Then how does he know?” Brad could only wonder about how to tell that story from Talladega last season. He had to laugh at the teasing jokes from Dale, too.

“Let’s just say that Jason used him as a pawn to get mine and Juliette’s attention.” Joey’s jaw then drops as he thinks back to a year ago.

“So you killed him?” Brad then looks away. “Holy shit…”

“I had no choice. He was either going to hurt Dale, hurt me and go after Juliette and probably kill her. I had to do what was necessary for survival based on what he was doing.” Joey felt himself in total disbelief now, worse than when he entered the office. “I hated every minute of it and wished that we could’ve handled things differently. But that night, it was either him or me or Dale.”

“I get that. I know that’s not you. I know that it’s strange. It’s just….I can’t picture that.” Brad then sits up in the chair.

“Then don’t and forget you ever asked. Besides, that past with Jason is in the rearview and forgot about. As Juliette said, we’re not mentioning that ever again.” Joey just quietly shakes his head yes, letting it continue to soak in.