The car chase story
Names of people will not be posted
I was 15 and it was the summer of 2009. Me and two of my friends were bored at a restaurant, there wasn’t much to do. They eventually get into a discussion about how slutty this girl from our school is. I’ve never heard of the girl, but they tell me she used to be a major druggie and she would fuck anyone. For some reason, we decided we should invite her to hang out with us because why not? We were bored anyway.
I was expecting the girl to look pretty trashy seeing as how she was apparently a huge druggie/whore. But when she came in I saw she was actually fuckable and didn’t look as nasty as my friends made her out to be. So for the rest of the night my friends made fun of her while I was acting relatively nice to her. Overall the night was boring but me and the slut exchanged numbers.
The following day I called up the slut and my friends and we basically walked around and did nothing for an hour or two. Eventually we all ended up at my house playing poker (I won obviously). After the game, my friend started daring the slut to kiss me. Eventually she did and after my friend left, we hooked up. Over the course of the next few weeks I was getting with her on and off which was nice. However, one day while I was at work I get a text from her saying, “We can’t do this anymore, I told my boyfriend”
I had no clue she wasn’t single, she never told me or my friends. So I basically end communication with the slut….however in about a week from that happening I get a message on facebook from a girl who will be called slut #2:
“heyyy i jus wana let u kno that I think ur rite that slut #1 is a total whore, i used to be her bff but now shes a total biiitch”
Usually I don’t talk to girls who obviously don’t have a 4th grade grammar education, but she looked really hot so I made an exception. I end up talking to the girl and I find out that shes slut #1’s ex best friend and she knew my name because apparently slut #1 talks about me all the time. So in the hopes of getting with another hot slut, we exchange numbers.
Eventually, me and slut #2 are driving in her car (she was 18 at the time), and she decides she wants to drive over to slut #1’s house to retrieve her ipod. So when we get there she calls up slut #1 and starts cursing her out and I hear the conversation over speaker:
“give me back my ipod you fucking hoe, im outside right now bitch and I brought jordan too”
“ew bitch why would i want your shitty ipod anyway, just wait 5 minutes and ill give you this piece of shit”
So me and slut #2 are waiting in the car for approximately 20 minutes when I just tell her to leave because slut #1 won’t give back her ipod. Right when I say that though, a black SUV drives from behind us and skids in front of us. The car starts to roll down their windows and I see that there’s about 6 guys in the car and they all look like they’re in their 20’s. One of them screams out of the window, “JORDAN GET THE FUCK OUT OF THE CAR”
At this point I started to panic and told slut #2 to get the fuck out of there. Which she does, by driving over slut #1’s mailbox and speeding down small residential streets at about 80 mph. I told her to slow down because we were going to crash into a pole or a house or something so she goes back down to 50ish.
All of a sudden I remember something hitting me really hard in the back, then when I start to remember things again, we’re going at 80 again and I feel that my head is all wet. I check my head and its covered in blood and I see that the dashboard has blood on it too. Honestly at this point I probably would have cried if I wasn’t so terrified. But eventually we enter a crowded area and the black suv leaves. I tell slut #2 to drop me off at home, but she is not at all happy about her car being hit. She insists on driving to the precinct to report what happened.
When we arrive the police start immediately questioning us on what happened and why my head had blood all over it. She tells them the truth, that we were in a car chase because a bunch of crazy people were chasing us. She also adds her only little touch to the story by saying that the guys in the SUV had guns and they shot at us a couple times before the chase started. Now when the police question me about this I know that I could either lie and go along with slut #2’s story or tell the truth. It could have been because I was exhausted, didn’t want to be held at the precinct, or maybe it was because I was temporarily brain damaged but I went along with her story.
The police ask me for my name and number so I give them a fake name and number and they give me a police report sheet detailing what happened (I still have the sheet). So before slut #2 drops me off, we end up hooking up in her car that still has blood from my head all over it. I don’t know why we did, but we did and at the time I wasn’t one to complain, she was pretty hot afterall.
One week later I get a message on facebook from slut #2 saying:
omgg my fiancee fond out we kissssedd and nows hes freaking outt, what shud i do???
I blocked her, slut #1, and every single person associated with them after that.
The End
