Chapter 1: Prologue

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I woke up shaking with tears coming down my cheeks. I sat up straight in bed and looked at the clock. It was a little after midnight. I knew my parents and Noah wouldn't be home yet since they had went to a race. I opted out of this one because it was so far away and I didn't feel good enough to ride in the toter all the way up there plus I had an essay to write.

I slid off my bed and tiptoed out of my room. I crossed the hall and gently knocked on the door. I seen a light on so I knew Carter wasn't asleep. I opened the door slowly just incase he was asleep. I noticed he wasn't asleep but he was sitting on his bed talking to someone. "Cay cay?" I ask in a shaky voice. His head snaps to me and his eyes soften.

"I gotta go Val, I'll call you tomorrow." He said and hung up the face time. "Nightmare?" He asks and I nod. He pats his bed and I walk over to it. He gives me a hug. "You can stay in here tonight Blakey."

"I'm sorry that I ruined your FaceTime." I apologize.

"Don't be sorry. I can talk to her anytime I want to but you know you're my number one girl. I could care less about them, I care about you." He says and hugs me again. "Now get some sleep." He kisses the top of my head and gives me the blankets. I crawl under all but the sheet. I face towards the wall that way our backs are facing each other.

This was the way we slept a lot. I would get scared and Carter would let me stay in his room. Just having someone near me makes me feel safe and I'm able to sleep without nightmares. Usually I'd sleep in Layla's room but she's in her second semester of college in Florida. She decided to go to the UF and be near our grandparents.

Carter hasn't left for college. He's staying here and working at the shop or racing. Noah and I are still in our senior year of high school. We have two semesters left and then we will be graduating. I am staying here as well. I hate school and would much rather help my dad and uncle. As far as I know, Noah is staying here as well.

"Go to sleep and stop thinking. We have to work at the track tomorrow." Carter mumbles. Our family track has became a hit around here. We open it every Friday and Saturday night. People from all over come to race or watch the racing. We make big bucks on the track.

It's also a lot of work but that's what my dad uses us for. I take money and give wristbands to people, Carter parks pit people and Noah parks general admission people. Mom works the check ins and my dad runs around doing everything and making sure the track is perfect.

Once the crowd is over and it's near time to race, we head to our trailer. Carter and Noah race when my dad has a car that needs driven while my dad races every time. If people buy cars from the family shop and doesn't have anyone to drive them certain nights, they get Carter or Noah to drive.

I love racing and want to do it every night, but being a female, I'm scared. I'm good at racing. I've even beat my brothers, but I've never went against guys who hate the fact that girls beat them. Layla tried racing when she turned 16. She got bullied and the guys would wreck her on purpose. Even though my dad tried to help her, she lost interest on being behind the wheel and just watched the races. I fell asleep dreaming of winning my first race.

The next morning I woke up to Carter taking a pillow to my head. "Ooh what the fuck?" I ask him and sit up with groggy eyes.

"Dads already at the track and Mom is heading that way. We need to go." He tells me. I notice he's already dressed.

"What about Noah?" I ask him.

"He's leaving with mom." He tells me. I nod and stand up. I stretch before heading out of his room. On my way out I turn around and throw a shoe at him. I take off running into my room and lock the door before he can get in my room. "Pay backs a bitch lil sis." He says from outside my door.

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