Chapter 15
A few days later...
Riker POV
Something's up... And I don't know what, but it's bothering me. A lot.
It's like Dakota doesn't even care anymore. It's like she's giving me the cold shoulder, and I don't know why. This is when I need her the most, and she's just shutting me out. Of course... I'm kind of also shutting her out... I don't like talking about feelings and emotions. It makes me feel like I'm going to cry, and I don't want to embarrass myself. I don't like crying in front of other people.
So I suppose I can't blame her because I'm sort of doing the same thing to her.
"Riker, did you do the chickens?" Dakota asked.
I stood up from the hay bale I was sitting on.
"No. I said I needed a break."
"You've been sitting there for 20 minutes."
"How do you know it's been that long?"
"I have a watch. You need to get these chores done, Riker."
I sighed. I get annoyed so easily because of everything going on at home. And I just want to cry right now...
"Well sorry I'm not fast enough for you," I said, stomping off towards the chickens.
Dakota grabbed my hand, and pulled me back to face her.
"Riker, what's with the attitude? I'm sick of it."
"Um, my life is falling apart? Remember? Everything sucks! And now you don't even care about me!"
"What are you talking about?"
"I'm talking about you giving me the cold shoulder! What did I do!?"
"Riker-"
"No! I'm going to feed the freaking chickens! I don't have time to talk!"
I started running. And luckily, Dakota didn't follow.
I have such bad anxiety right now. And I feel like I just can't even do anything anymore...
Later...
Riker POV
Dakota and I sort of had another fight... It resulted in me hiding in the bathroom, crying. I was sitting on the bathroom floor right now, trying to be as quiet as possible. But I was so upset.
Flashback
"Don't you know how hard it is to have your life falling apart, and then have to do chores at a house you don't live at, and then on top of that, have a girlfriend who hates you!?" I shouted.
Dakota just stared at my eyes.
"You know, you're so full of yourself, Riker. Oh look at me. I'm Riker, and I have anxiety, and my life sucks, and blah blah blah. You're such a fake!"
"Take that back! I am not a fake!"
"Yeah, well I would've expected you to be stronger than this. You should be able to handle this better."
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Becoming a Farmboy
Fanfiction16 year old, only child, Riker Lynch gets put with his mom's old best friend's family down south for the summer. And the family he's staying with has a farm. He's never been on a farm before, and he doesn't know how to do things. His mom's best frie...
