49. The race is over. Now the fun starts. Fiancé number 4, yes really.
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A man came in and offered Stella a bottle of sparkling wine.
" You requested wine and hot cheetos?" He said.
She smiled." Oh, sure." She tipped the guy and he smiled.
" I'll be back soon to check on you." He said as he left.
Stella was getting drunk. She tasted the wine and she liked it.
She forgot she had taken the pain pills, but she was feeling no pain now.
She texted Drake.
" I'm getting messed up and I am all alone." She said.
He texted back. " Where are my cousins?"
" Vroooom." was all she could text.
He called her then.
"Are you drunk?" He asked surprised, he knew she didn't usually get drunk.
" I'm a skunk of a drunk you big hunk!" She laughed loudly.
Stella put your camera on, I want proof of this drunkenness.
She turned the call into a video call.
He saw her in a pretty white dress.
" You look so pretty Stella." He said honestly.
She looked at him. " Take off your pants for me." She practically yelled.
He shook his head. " Your drunk and lonely."
She smiled. " It's just you and me, no one else." She panned around the room.
Drake took off his pants and showed her his underwear.
She pointed at him. " Now get nekked!" She slurred.
He removed his underwear.
He showed her his nakedness.
She smiled. " I...I forgot what a beautiful one you had. I like it. But show me what you can do with it." She grinned.
He smiled. " You're being silly."
She showed him her breast.
" Now, Jerika has big ones, but...but..know a secret?
They are all fake...phoney bologna. Mine are all real. I swear." She held one as she spoke.
He licked his top lip. " I've seen them before, a few times...yes they are very nice." He said.
He liked drunk Stella.
" Okay now, you kiss them. Right now on this phone, do it Drake." She yelled at him.
He kissed the phone.
" Okay show me yours now, right now!" She said.
He panned the phone down.
Then she smiled," Yes! I did that. I can still make you excited for me...maybe...but I'm not sure.. I might be very, very, very wrong about this but"......
She didn't finish what she was saying.
" Tell me Stella what is it?" He said.
" Maybe you love me just a little." She said tearful. She fumbled with the phone.
He smiled. "Maybe I do."
" Well, you never say it, maybe I'm making you say it, cause then it doesn't count."She said.
" Stella, you know I don't lie to you, I'm not lying now." He said.
She said," Well, I will find out when I stay with you. For better or worse, in sickness and in health, till death do us both fart."
He smiled. She started laughing hysterically.
" Cute honey." He smiled, happy that she was happy.
" Well, I need to go, I have to find a bathroom. Bye baby see ya pal."
" Bye bye, call me tomorrow please." He said. " I miss you, love." He said.
But she was gone.
Stella found a bathroom and made it just in time.
She fell between the toilet and the wall when she was trying to pull up her underwear.
She hurt her leg, it would be very sore, bruised.
She finally got up and limped back to her seat.
She curled up in her chair and went to sleep.
A few hours later Stella woke up. She heard loud screaming down below.
The race track was now full of people. It was lit up by shiney lights and dark outside now.
She looked at her watch. Oh, I think I missed most if it. She said to herself.
She tried to stand. Her leg was swollen and bruised.
She moved to the window and looked for Ash and Storm's race cars.
She saw Ash in the lead. Storm was four cars back.
Ash was winning. She held her leg and stood there watching, in disbelief.
Ash had one more lap to go.
Storm was right behind him now.
She saw Storm come right up to Ash, almost bump into him.
She heard the announcer say that Storm was helping Ash get past the finish line.
He's bump drafting Ash into turn 4, he's pushing Ash, who's about to run out of fuel straight to his very first win....he did it..Ash Palmer wins his very first race ever!
Stella screamed and jumped up and down.
She sat down crying in pain.
" Oh, s**t ouch, ouch, shit."
She smiled. "He let Ash win one. He did it for me, he did it for me."
She put the ring back on her thumb. She kissed it.
Ash was in the winner circle.
Storm got out of his car, he gave his brother the thumbs up sign and threw off his helmet.
The pit crew were spraying champagne all over Ash and Storm.
Storm left to give his brother the spotlight.
He was running up to see Stella, he bypassed all of the reporters, all of the fans cheering for him, he ran straight to her.
He was terribly sweaty and hot, his hair was all wet with sweat.
She stood there looking at him as he entered the room.
He looked at her and smiled, dimples showing.
" Stella, be with me. I want you, no one else." he said as he walked to her open arms.
" Oh, Storm, you did that for me?" She said.
He nodded. "I'm sorry that I had to do it, it goes against all I've been working for. But Stella, I love you." He smiled.
She smiled back and nodded."You know...I think you are wonderful, you gave Ash the win!"
He picked her up, she cried out in pain.
Storm looked at her bad leg.
" What the hell did you do?" He was angry.
" I fell in the bathroom. I'm sure it's just bruised."
Storm kissed her and said,"You make me so happy. Where's Jerika?" he looked around.
" She went to Greece, she told me to tell you she was sorry, she wasn't ready to be a wife and mother." Stella said.
Storm laughed. He threw his head back and laughed.
" Thank God!" He smiled.
Then he did something very unexpected, he knelt before her, on both sweaty knees.
" Stella, I know your not ready, but when you are....I'm throwing my hat in the ring...I want you as my wife.
I will promise to cherish you, never let you be lonely with me, me and my brothers around you. I want you to be mine, but until that day...please just say yes?"
Stella nodded." Yes, yes when I marry, I will consider you my love. Storm I will wear your ring on my thumb."
" No, I'm getting a real diamond." He said.
" I don't want that. This ring, it's everything to me, it came from your heart. I don't want any other, it's perfect for me love."
She smiled.
Storm took her back into that small closet.
He was in his small, lucky underwear. He lifted that white dress.
She watched as he gave himself to her.
She closed her eyes. " I love you." She told him.
He nodded. " I knew it that day at the restaurant when you said you would marry me.
I knew it when you wore my ring even as you kissed my twin in those paparazzi photos.
I knew it when you wore a white dress. Wanting me to lose this race. I know it now."
He tilted his head and lowered his mouth to her pink lips.
" Champagne? You taste delicious."He said.
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