I'm Rider, I'm 8 years old and I live in a children's home in Nashville. My mom left me when I was two and my whole life has consisted of being transferred to New places and being fostered by different couples that dump we within the first three weeks of having me. I don't feel the way "normal" kids should feel. I feel rejected and vulnerable here. Everyone hates me and not a day goes by where I can't avoid the bullies. People have asked about the bruises but I just say that I'm a little clumsy. If I tell on them I may as well start digging my own grave.
"Rider," I heard a soft voice call.
I looked up to find Jenni peering her head round the door.
"Yeah?"
"There are some people who want to meet you downstairs. They want to get to know you so just do the things you normally would."
I nodded my head slowly and she left. I made a bit of an effort to look nice but I wasn't too over the top. These people are probably gonna ditch me after a month like all the others anyways. When I walked out of my room I was shoved into a wall.
"You know why your mom called you Rider?" Billy asked (he's one of the bullies). "Because she rode so much dick before and after she ditched you!"
He grabbed me by the scruff of my collar and shoved me forwards. Ignoring that comment, I tried neatening it up a bit and walked downstairs. I saw two people stood at the bottom of the stairs. One was a lady who looked as if she were about 25 with bright Orange hair. The other was a man that looked as if he were in his early thirties. He had tattoos and was quite masculine, this should make Billy back off.
"Hey, are you Rider?" The lady asked.
"Yeah," I said nervously.
"I'm Hayley and this is my boyfriend, Chad. We'd love to get to know you a little."
"Okay. Um, what should we do?"
"Just so what you normally would."
So I did the complete opposite. I went into the games room and played some video games. I can't tell them that all I do is hide from Billy and his gang, they'll never want to foster me.
We talked for a while and they seemed really nice. I don't wanna get too attatched though in case they end up hurting me.
"So what's your favourite subject in school?" Chad asked.
"I like music and art."
"You like creative subjects?"
I nodded.
"That's awesome dude. What instrument do you play?"
"I play the drums. I get the lessons free because I'm a foster kid."
"Neat," Chad said.
"Do you like music?" I asked them.
"As a matter of fact we do. Have you heard of the band's Paramore and New Found Glory?"
"No. I don't really pay attention to band names. I only listen to the songs."
"Well Hayley is the singer of Paramore and I play guitar for New Found Glory."
"Cool! So you're like famous or something?"
"Yeah I guess you could say that."
We talked for a good hour and then Chad played against me on Street Fighter. He won though. These guys actually seem way cooler than any other couple who has ever visited me.
Soon they went into the office to talk with Jenni for a while, leaving me to play my video game. Soon I felt a thud on my right shoulder. I gasped and held it with my left hand before turning around to find Billy and his gang.
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Memories And Battle Scars (Chayley)
FanfictionRider is an 8 year old boy who's life has revolved around rejection and disappointment. What will happen when he meets his new foster parents? Will they ditch him like all the others?