"You overdid it." the mechanic said as he finished fine tuning my car. The evil black color is gone. It was replaced by a silver paint scheme.
"I overdid it?" was the reply.
"Yes." He stopped to look at the young racer, seething with anger, straight in the eye. "I told you to change. Not to destroy. you went beyond that by making her cry. By destroying her. Now you don't have any chance for reconciliation."
"Not that I would care."
"Idiot! What about the years that you've shared with her?! What if you need something from her in the future?!?"
"I couldn't care less. She treated me like a toy. She would dump me in one corner while she went her way and toyed around with other people. She didn't value me the way she should! I was just a thing to her! Her own shadow! Someone she just runs to when she can't find anyone to please her!"
"And what you did makes you any better than her? Anyway, she had it coming to her. You're focus now is yourself. Be a better man. You don't have to be a nice guy all the way. And you're in no way a nice guy. You are a GOOD man. And your existence is living proof that good men still exist. Let go. Let the wounds inflicted heal. If reconciliation comes then it will. Move forward and be a better man. You are not a Dark Prince."
The flashback ended and the young racer found himself inside his car once again, driving his steed. Driving down the highway, he saw the sun rise in the east. It was morning. On his side mirrors, he saw a group of cars approaching him. Bracing himself for a race against people out to get him for what he has done, he was surprised to find his friends from the past. The people he intentionally ignored just to be with his former queen. They are still there, coming to his aid even after what he had done.
A smile formed on his face, knowing that he still has his friends to rely on - even after all that he had done.
And with that, he and his group ran down the highway and into the summer morning.
*Thank you for reading the "Midnight Series".
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