More then just a car... - Dino fanfiction-

Chapter 6. Drive

My breathing hitched a little and my heart pounded against my chest as I knocked on the door of Mrs Pierce room. "Who's there?" She snapped. "Skylar..." I replied quietly. There fell a silence before she opened the door. Her blue eyes pierced into mine. "What do you want?" She snapped, crossing her arms and gave me this arrogant look. "Do you have a bad mark again?"

I shook my head, "no... I was just wondering how I got this marking. I thought you might know..." I replied, showing her. She always had this whip she carried around to hit kids with. I flinched a little as she tapped with it on her hand. "Should I care?" She snapped. "No, I just want to know. People ask about it and I think it's weird I don't know how I got it..." she hit me the whip, leaving a scratch on my face.

A horrible stinging pain followed and I jumped back, hitting the wall. She slammed the door closed without further due. "Great..." I muttered and rubbed my sore cheek. I returned to my room, or the room I had to share with five other girls. They were chatting and didn't bother me when I came in. Sometimes I wished I had my own place.

I had the most horrible bed next window. Which was pretty cold at the winter. Mr. Pierce didn't want to waste his money on using the heaters and I am always cold. No one even tried to ask him if he could turn it on because he would whip your back till it was bleeding so badly you pass out from the pain.

I walked over to the bathroom connected to my room and looked at the blood. It wasn't much, just a scratch and would heal within time. Although, my cheek started to turn bluish and red at the same time from the force Jane had used. We never used her real name and it took me a while to figure out what her first name is. The same counted for her husband who turned out to be Walter.

Walter and Jane Pierce.
Horrible people who owned an orphan house and make money by selling us. They lied to the authorities and with that it's fraud. However, no one even want to to step up to them. Walter is a very powerful man. I don't know exactly what he's doing all day when he's not at the orphan house, but definitely not anything legal. Just a shame I can't prove it...

I laid down on my bed, curling up. "What happened to you?" I glanced at Bella. She's one year younger then I am and she could be really mean and rude. She always steals my food. Thinking I don't need it.
"I got hit... isn't that obvious?" I snapped. She rolled her eyes and turned back to her conversation with the other three girls.

That night I skipped dinner and went to bed early. The next following morning, my cheek was pretty blue and purple mixed with that mast scratch. It was aching badly and touching it caused me to flinch and tears to jump in my eyes. It was also pretty swollen. How am I supposed to show up at work with this? Dino is going to ask about it for sure.

After school, I went to the base and to my relief, Dino wasn't in the office. I did my chores, paperwork. I understood why Dino hated it so much. It's just really boring. Twenty minutes later he walked in. "Oh, hi Skylar..." he greeted with a nod. I didn't turn my face so he would see the other side. "Hi..." I replied and watched him walk to the other side.

I turned as well, watching him. "I did your paperwork... and finished it," I said. "Great, you can lay it on my desk. I'll have a look at it in a minute..." he replied. "What are you looking for?" I asked curiously as I got up and placed it on his desk. "Oh, just some files..." he said and waved it off.

He turned around and frowned a little. "What?" I asked, playing dump. "Your face... what happened?" He asked, laying the files down and approached. "Oh this...? Little accident, nothing special," I said and turned away from him. "Really?" He mocked. "Or did someone hit you?"

I groaned and faced him again, "y-yeah... she did. But it's fine I don't feel it and it looks worse than it truly is," I stated firmly. Dino shook his head, "it doesn't hurt..." I added quietly and flinched as he touched the sore side of my face. "It doesn't hurt?" He mocked. "If you touch it does..."
"Sit down..." he ordered me. He cooled it, which really helped smoothing the pain. "Looks nasty... did she use a whip?" He mocked sarcastically. "She did... she always carried one and if someone isn't obeying or asks too much questions... she hits them with it... I asked her about my markings..."

"Now I feel guilty..."
"Why? I was the one to agree asking her. Don't blame yourself for it," I scoffed. He sighed and looked at the left side of my cheek again. "Anyway, she didn't answer me so I guess we will never find out. It's fine... just a stupid mark. Who cares, I have it since I can remember it... you said you would teach me some combat skills right?"

"Yeah, but I don't know if that's such a good idea."

((Dino's P.O.V))
Her face dropped and she looked really disappointed. "I mean, perhaps we should let your face heal a little more and then we go training," I stated. It wasn't really a question or asking her for permission, in the end, I make the decisions around here.

During break, I was sitting with my fellow Autobots and spotted Skylar sitting alone again. She never asked if she could join and I think she didn't want to ask either. Perhaps scared to be a bother. I don't know...
I had the strong feeling that she needed a friend and some support. I don't know what else happened the other day but she's upset.

I excused myself and sat down in front of her. She seemed a little surprised. "You know you can join me at the table right?" I asked. She smiled and blushed a little. "Yeah, but they're your friends... I feel a little awkward joining them," she said honestly. I loved her honesty, it's cute but I am glad she is. Gives me a vision of what's going on her mind.

I really hated the fact people treat her so poorly while she has so much to offer...