Chapter 5

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(A/N There will be a little cussing in this chapter. I try not to curse in any of my books but YOLO! Now on to the story)

Five long hours later, the house was... well not fixed... It wasn't a big pile of bricks. 

Dang, Toxon must have updated his tech. 

Speaking of Tech...

 "Come on T. Lets take a run through town. I need to clear my head." I yell trough the house. 

As soon as the word left my mouth, Tech was right by my side, ready to go. 

"Hey Rain? Are you ok?" Doc asked. 

I look to my friends, all wearing the same expression. Worried.

 "Guys, don't worry about me. I will be fine. Just taking a run. Ill be back at.... 2:30." It was 1:40 now. 

About an hour. 

That give me time to run trough town and get a coffee.

"Ya and I have to get home" Rachel spoke up. "Dad will be so mad if I dont get home in time to make dinner. Rain? Do you think you can give me a lift home? You are going out anyways..." 

This is my chance! "Ya. We will give you a lift." I said. 'We aren't really taking her back to that place are we?' Tech asked in my mind. 

'If you think I would actually leave her there, unprotected, with that thing of a father, then you don't know me well. Once we drop her off, we run around the block as fast as we can and then kick that sun of a gun's butt. Then he will know what it feels like to get hurt.' 'Well we can agree on one thing today.' She grumbles. 

What does that mean?

Rachel jumps on my back and I flew as fast as I could go to her house. Making sure no one could see, I dropped her off at the front door. 

"You do know I could-" I started. "No! You will not tell anyone! He said he would kill me if I said anything. And he meant it. Please just don't. Im fine. Ill manage" Rachel quickly said. 

"UGH! Fine. Ill see you tomorrow." And with that, I flew off. 

But like I said, I didn't leave. I quickly flew around the house and went in the back window. You see, Rachel lives in a quite large house with about 4 windows every floor, 3 floors and a balcony with a sliding door each floor. Its really cool.

 I would love to live here if she didn't have a abusive father. Once I got in the house, I go Turbo Stealth mode so they can't see me. I hear a crash down in the kitchen and take the steps to find what it was

And what I saw, made my blood boil. 

"You little sl*t! Pick up the glass and make my da*n food. Or else! You understand bi***? " Her 'father' yelled at her.

 Holding her head, she quickly went about what she had been ordered to do. I looked at her head to see blood dripping out of her face. 

Ok thats it. 

'Ready to teach this idiot his lesson T?' I ask Tech. But she was way ahead of me. 

We get out of Stealth mode and I yell "Go Turbo! Speed!" And before he could figure out what happened, he was on the floor. 

"You know," I said, smiling"Child abuse is wrong. If you wanted food, you should get it yourself. Maybe I should break a glass over your head, see how you like it. But I won't because I am better than that. Idiot." And with that, lights out for him.

I run to Rachel, who was leaning against the kitchen table 

"You should not have came." She says in a hushed tone. 

"Oh I know. Dang, your cheek. Come on, we need to take you to the hospital and get you're head checked out. "

 I scoped her up and flew out the door as fast as I could. I could see that she was fading on me. She is loosing too much blood. 

"Come on Rach. Stay with me. Just a little bit longer. Come on." I plead with her. 

Saying nothing, she nodded. I rushed into the hospital yelling through the building 

"Help her! Please! Someone!" As soon as I said that, Rachel was taken out of my arms. The people in the waiting room were looking at me like I had just beat a puppy. 

Thats when I looked down at myself. My arms covered in blood. My best friends blood. Gosh, now I feel sick. Now I realized that I was crying. 

Bursting like a dam, I just let it all out.

I sat down in a near by chair, holding my head in my hands. 

My best friend in the hospital, my Aunt missing and a psycho killer wanting my blood. "Cant I just get a break?!?" I accidentally yell out loud. 

About 10 people turn to me, sad expressions facing me. 

"Excuse me. RainT?" A little voice popped out. I look to my right and a little girl, looked to be about 6, was looking at me. Her big green eyes staring at me. 

"Hey there sweet heart. What can I do for you?" I tried to mask my sad tone for her "Your friend will be ok. I know she will be." I smiled sweetly at her, thanking her. 

She wrapped her little arms around my neck and then ran over to her mom, who was reading a book,being too busy for her own daughter. 

Soon as the little girl left, a doctor in a, what was once white and now is stained with little red, came out and asked for me. 

Well, not me but RainT. I sighed heavily and went over to him. 

"How is she? Is my friend ok? And what ever the cost is, I will pay it!" I started kindof rambling. The doctor held up his hand to silence me. "Your friend will be alright. Calm down. Walk with me, and I'll tell you what condition she is in." 

He spoke in a calm and soft voice. With his hand on my back, we walked down a hallway filled with carts and nurses with their patients, going on a evening stroll. 

"Your friend..." he began. "When we saw her, I knew that she needed surgery. But as we started we found something a little shocking. It looked like she was on the harsh end of many different beatings. Do you know anything about that?" He slowly asked. 

I sighed. "Yes I know about the abuse. I've been friends with her for about 18 years.and as kong s I have known her, she has been abused but she never let me say anything about it." 

The doctor sighed heavily. Finally he stopped in front of a door at the end of the long hallway. "RainT, all I am going to say is that your friend was very lucky.She does have some brain damage, but that can be repaired by with therapy and some medicine. Im not sure if you want to-"

 "No. Can I see her now?" I said, cutting him off. Not waiting for an answer, I walked into the room in front of me. 

As I looked to the bed, my hear stopped. 



"Rachel" 


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