Secret Racer (on hold)

CHAPTER 1

CHAPTER 1

*Brae POV*

"I'm so proud of you, Baby girl" my mum exclaimed with proudness dripping from her voice as we drove down the highway from my dance competition, I had won first place in my dance competition and we were on our way home, "yeah, Brae we will celebrate with your brothers when we get home" my dad agreed also very proud of his 12 year old daughter, "how about pizza? ...." I shake my head like my life depended on it, chuckling my mum takes another guess "ice cream ...?" up and down, goes my head as I cheer "YEAH!! YEAH!! YEAH!!"

" Baby we are so proud of you, you have worked so hard, look where you are, with all the hard work you have put into your dancing also with your singing..." My mum pauses with tears in her eyes "we want you to continue doing what you love, don't let anyone stop you, we will always love you no matter what you do, just know that its your choice no one else's... love life to the fullest and do what makes you happy , ok ?" My Mum questions after finishing her pep talk, tears streaming down her face, I lean forward to hug her, " I love you Mummy & Daddy, I am happy I make you proud, I'm doing what I love and I will continue" I reply also with tears running down my face. Dads looks back at me through the rear view mirror, taking his eyes off the road for a few seconds. HONNNKKKKK!!!! FLASHING OUR EYES FORWARD, dad tried to move but it was to late, we went up and over the hood of the car in front and twirled through the air, "BRAE.... BRAE... ZANE... ZANE..." Mum yelled as we twirled and crashed into ground, my Mum's body lying limp in the front seat, Dad's body hanging from his seat blood covering him, as I try to scramble forward I yelped in pain as I realize I was caught on my seat belt, unclipping my seat belt I felt to the roof of the car and scrambled forward to the front, shaking my mum trying to wake my mum "mum... wake up .... you have to wake up... come on...." Turning to dad I gasp as I see him worse than my mum, his body covered in glass, his shredded skin leaking blood and spilling on to the roof "dad... please... don't leave me or the rest..." My voice braking. CRACKLE of fire was heard and I snapped my dead to the hood of our car, eyes widening in realization. I unclip my mum's seat belt, climbed through her window, grabbed her arms and pulled with so much force, I heard a crack which I'm guessing was my mums shoulder's, she was out and I scrambled back to the car to get my dad but it was to late the car was up in flames and I spotted my dad's burning body and scrambled toward the car anyway and was stopped by a pair of strong muscular arms "LET ME GO I HAVE TO GET MY DAD.... PLEASE LET ME GO..." Tears spilling from my eyes and onto the ground "I'm sorry... I cant do that" ... "DADDY!! DADDY!!, I'm soo sorry..." dropping to my knees "its all my fault... he is dead... and its my fault"

"AHHHHHHHHHH" I shot up from what I'm guessing is another nightmare, covered in sweat and panting heavily. "BRAE" my twin screamed as he ran into my room with my other brothers following close behind with a concerned look on their faces, "you ok? You screamed... wait, was it another nightmare?" I slowing nodded my head still panting and terrified, "want to talk about it?" Noah, my favourite brother asked I shook my head, not wanting to talk, because I would end up crying and I can't let my brothers see me crying, I'm supposed to be strong.

After checking if I was ok my brothers reluctantly left, I grabbed on to Blake's wrist before he could get off my bed, "stay... please" I whispered, Blake nodded his head and lifted up my covers and climbed in next me, I snuggled into his chest, breathing in his scent and whispering "night, Blakey", he sighed and wrapped his arms around me and pulled me closer "goodnight, Brae-bear." As we drifted off to sleep Blake farted!!

Next morning

I felt strong arms, wrapped protectively around me as I opened my eyes to see who it was, it was my twinny, Blake. i glanced over his shoulder to my alarm clock, It was 6:29, 1 minute 'til the alarm will go off signaling time to get up and get ready for school. Lying in the same position for the last minute of peace.