dirtbike <3 h.g

✦chapter 6✦

r a i n

usually my day go by like this:

I wake up from my dad yelling and get ready to dirtbike. I grab a snack and head out with my dad and sometimes with my mom.

then I get there and it's quiet and a little empty.then I dirtbike, have fun, my dad yelling at me then Zoey comes over and yadayadayada.

but today was different:

" rain honey come on we are going to go dirtbiking." my mom says shaking me. I groan and get up. I look at the clock and its two hours before I usually wake up.

" mom why am I up this early?" I ask." so that you can have a full breakfast and be ready on time." she smiles." where's dad?" I ask getting up." oh he's still sleeping." she says." now get ready and when you are ready come to the kitchen and we'll eat." she smiles. I nod and go to my closet. I already know that this day will be off because of how I woke up.

once I'm done I go downstairs and it's basically a buffet down there." woah. mom why'd you make this much food?" I asks sitting down." oh honey I make more than this when you and your father are asleep." she laughs." why? it's just you and Derek then?" I ask." I don't know. I like cooking." she says and puts a plate down filled with pancakes and other stuff.

I finish and my dad barely got up and got ready. " you ready?" he asks. I nod slowly because I'm full." do you need to go to the restroom?" he asks. suddenly I feel nauseous and run to the restroom. just in time I make it and my whole body practically gets poured out of me." honey are you alright!" my mom asks kneeling down the toilet. I nod and ask for water.

I rinse my mouth and go to the living room." come on lets go." my dad says." Robert she just threw up she needs to rest." my mom says." she's fine she just ate to much. you feel better don't you?" my dad looks at me. I look at my mom and I just nod. she sighs and goes into the kitchen.

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" your mom doesn't know hard work that's what it is." my dad says turning into the parking lot. I just nod and get out.

once I get there it's semi full and filled with the usuals. then I see Hayes and he has a cut underneath his nipple." woah what happened." I laugh. I put my hand near it and he slaps my hand." don't touch it." he laughs." why not. will the baby cry if I do?" I ask." maybe." he fake sniffles I laugh and grab my dirtbike.

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right now Hayes and I were tied. I was very slightly slowing down and was just on his tail. I step on the peddle harder and jump over a hill and land hardly. but now I am in the lead. I turn to my left and see him. then I see the finish line. that was mine and I wanted it.

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" now now look who finally beat you." Hayes brags." oh shut up I let you win." I laugh. he laughs and then my dad comes. " what the hell was that!" he yells. " never take your foot off the pedal you understand! if you wouldn't have done that you would've won!" he yells." dad it was just practice." I roll my eyes. he's done this so many times and it gets annoying. I put my helmet on my bike." nothing is just practice. " he says." if this was practice then you wouldn't be a champion." he says and I mouth the words and roll my eyes. he also says this so many times." who do you think you are mocking me?" he says, Hayes just stood there awkwardly. I go and get watermelon and my dad is following me and yelling." look at me!" he yells and yanks my arm and turns me around." dad you're making a scene." I whisper.if my mom was here she would freak out. it wouldn't be the first time my dad put his hands on me in a violent way.

" I don't care if I'm making a scene.we are leaving go get your dirtbike!" he yells and gets in the car. I walk away and go into the shed." why does he care so much about this?" I hear and jump. I laugh " you scared me Hayes."

" seriously though why does he care." he says walking closer to me." I don't know" I sigh." but I'm kind of glad that he does care. he could be one of those dads that don't." I shrug." he put his hands on you." he says worriedly." Hayes it's fine he just grabbed my wrist that's it." I say." no that's not it he grabbed you violently. does he hit you at home? is that where all your bruises come from." he whispers." no Hayes they come from dirtbiking." I say getting nervous that he'd find out." no it's not because you rarely fall. the only time I've seen you fall was that time you fell." he says. I look away. afraid that he'd try to see that I'm lying through my eyes." look at me." he says softly and lifts my head up.

Hayes

her eyes were asking for help. she didn't know it though. she looked so weak and vulnerable. I kissed her. it wasn't like how I usually kiss girls. it was slow and gentle. peaceful even. I grab her wrists and she winces. I stop and look at her worriedly.

" Hayes don't" she says but it was too late. there was a bruise on her wrist. along her forearm to her shoulder." why?" I ask. she doesn't answer." why haven't you told anyone." my voice cracks. someone hurt her. her dad hurt her. I look up and she has tears in her eyes but she tried covering it up." why?" I ask again. still. nothing.