Mr. Brent Rivera

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Characters- Bailey and Brent

Setting- Brent's house

Bailey lightly knocked on the door, her knees were wick.

"Now what!" Brent yelled from inside. She slowly opened the door. She nearly threw up when she saw Brent. His face was full of cuts and bruises, he didn't even bother to clean of the blood which stained the sheets.

"Bent? What happen to you?" Bailey spoke slowly still by the door.

Brent laughed bitterly, he then stood up. "What your little friend did to me."

Bailey gasped when Brent said Nick had done this to her. From all the years she had known nick he had never beaten up someone like this.

"Nick? Did this to you?" Bailey asked hopping he would say no.

"Yes."

"Oh my!"

Nick was never a violent person, he swore never to be like his parent.

"Are you sure? He-he's not a violent person." Bailey spoke in a small voice, Alfred all Brent did have a bad temper and she just kept asking if it was really Nick. Who knows it could be his neighbor Nick, his father Nick, the police guy named Nick. There is lots of Nicks in the world yet she can't admit Brent is talking about her Nick, her best friend Nick.

"Don't believe me then." Brent threw his hands in the air. Even thought he regret doing that his left hand is killing him, he did hit his funny bone on the sidewalk. "Why would I be lying? Do you think am lying?"

"I-I I just can't believe he did this. But here let me help you." Bailey walked towards Brent to help him up.

"Can't you see am hurt?" Brent yelled when Bailey tried to help him up.

"Can't you carefully take a quick show, while I get a fist aid kit at the store? Or should I can my doctor? Even better take you to the hospital!" Bailey spoke while Brent was getting piss off.

"Just go!" He yelled pushing her way from him. "Go to the store. I will get cleaned up." Brent spoke slowly so Bailey would understand. His head was killing him and so was his arm Bailey had held to help him up.

Shocked Bailey watched as Brent walked slowly with pain in his face to every move he made. Once he was across the hall in the bathroom she went to the store.

For a Wednesday (hump dayyyy) it was a busy CVS. Like really who all of the sudden need to go to the pharmacy. Bailey was beyond pissed, if the workers see there is a lot of people why do they still have only one cashier open? And why an old lady? And to make this worst she needed to go pee.

She didn't know exactly what to go buy she made sure she grabbed everything of the first aid section. Worried she grabbed her phone from her purse setting the full basket on the floor. To add more wood into this fire, she totally forgot to call her mom. Quickly she pressed call.

"I'm sorry I didn't call. I lost track of time." She spoke before her mom of who ever had answers had a chance to say hello.

"It's ok....I kinda knew you wouldn't make it to dinner." Why? Why Bailey thought. Why did her new parent have to be so forgiving? She loved that but she would really want to know know it feels to be grounded. Her birth parents just abuse her and that would be pretty much all.

"Oh.....yeah.....my friend just.....I needed to explain the homework.." Bailey couldn't make out a sentence, lying is bad.

"I understand, I won't steal anymore of your time. Bye"

After Bailey placed her phone back in her purse finally the workers grew a brain and opened another casher register. Fifteen minutes later Bailey was standing I front of Brent's house.

This is totally awkward. Should I walk in? Or knock. If I walk in....no that's a bad idea. Well I'll just knock....I can't do that either, what if Brent's friend is left, he would have to come get the door and he is hurt.

"Having fun admiring the door?" Bailey turn to where the voice was. It was Brent's friend fixing the truck with his cloths dirt-er."Just walk in." Bailey quickly opened the door.

"Well that was embarrassing. How come I didn't see him." Bailey nearly faced palmed her self.

Before going into Brent's room she grabbed a broom that was for some reason on top of the kitchen table, to clean up the broken glass that was on the hallway. After throwing the glass away she faced the same problem as before. Should she knock or just walk in.

ugh I forgot to pee! Like who forgets to pee? Bailey thought. knock and then enter.

She did as she planed she knocked on the door before opening it. Brent was on the bed with nothing but a pair of jeans. Which now you can see all the cuts and bruises he received. Bailey closed the door and sat the bags on the dresser.

"Ok, so?.....where do we start?" There was another problem, she never before cleans some ones injuries. She could clean her sleds and sometimes nick would do it for her and if her mother was not high or drunk should would help to.

"I'm not playing as the doctor you are" Brent once again spoke closing his eyes.

"Ok, just please stop yelling and don't tell me how much it hurts."

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(Pic of Brent of side)