I let myself fall off the bike before it completely flipped and slid down the hill, when I hit the ground I could feel rocks cutting my back.
I laid there for a minute trying to catch my breath. When I was able to push myself off the ground, I walked down the hill to my bike.
I was able to push it off its side and onto the tires by myself, it started when I pushed the button.
I climbed on and took the path around the big hill, when I couldn't find Abby I decided to go home.
When I pulled my bike into the garage I climbed off.
"Your bleeding"
"What happened?"
"Are you okay?"
I ignored Lucas and Gabe and walked past them. They followed me into the house. I ran to my room and slammed the door.
I stood in the bathroom trying to look at the scrapes on my back, Lucas pushed my bedroom door open.
"Get out." I said coldly.
"please just let me look at your back?"
I turned to him.
"I'm fine- leave me-"
"I'm sick of this." Lucas said, he walked over to me and put his hands on my shoulders and turned me around.
"It's not that bad but you need to let me clean them."
I went and sat on the side of the bed while Lucas got some alcohol and some gauze.
He crawled up on the bed behind me.
"Get off my bed! Your covered in oil!"
Lucas walked around the bed and stood in front of me.
He pulled my head to his abdomen. I did my best to keep my breathing steady.
When the alcohol touched my cuts I arched my back and grabbed a handful of Lucas's shirt.
"Lay on your stomach, these are covered in dirt. And take off your shirt."
I turned away from him and pulled my shirt over my head, Lucas unhooked my bra. I was able to catch it before it exposed me.
"What the hell-"
"It's not like I haven't seen them before, lay down."
"You can't see me naked when we're not together!"
Lucas looked away from me, I could tell my words hurt him. I sighed and tried to take the gauze from his hand but he snatched it back.
"Just turn around..."
I laid down on the bed like he had asked the first time. Lucas began cleaning the cuts.
"Stop it burns."
Lucas stopped. He bent down and kissed each of the scrapes. My heart fluttered, I wanted to cry.
I wanted him to love me again.
I pulled the blanket over me and curled up underneath it. "Can you go now?" I could feel the tears trying to escape me eyes.
I herd the bedroom door open, then it closed again. I let the tears go.
I curled deeper under the blanket, thinking of what I needed to do to fix things, if they could even be fixed.
I didn't noticed that Lucas had walked back into the room until I felt Him touch me. He laid on the bed and put his arms around me.
