The Rider

Mr Stavato

"Holy night, holy child I wonder how it feels to be an only child." - Me
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I grab a blue towel that's been neatly folded and placed on the toilet's head. I stand in front of the mirror as I towel dry my wet hair and let it fall onto my back dripping onto my white vest. I wore my black jeans and my white vest which I've been wearing under my black shirt. I need a new set of clothes especially for tonight but I don't picture Luca going to a mall to buy me clothes. If I had a motorcycle everything would be easier and great but now I'll have to pay to use someone else's. It's been a while since I've had a ride on one but I know that I'm still good. The last time I entered a race didn't end well. Ford was there, probably stalking me and had hit me when I least expected it.

I watch as a little bit of life appears on my face, how my skin tone has brightened up a bit and how my eyes seem to shine a bit because of my light skin tone the marks on my neck are still visible but no one can really notice them when I'm wearing a shirt. I'll need something to wear for tonight since I'm planning on racing. Something lights up inside of me, an old fire seems to start and I recognise it as the rush and excitement I usually get before a race. I just need a decent top and probably a jacket too, so I can look the part for tonight and If win tonight I might even get money which I will use since I'm planning on disappearing as soon as I get that money.

I might've lied to Luca about our whole little deal. I knew about the whole shipment thing and went through that file to see a few more details he might've not mentioned to me. I need those numbers from him but I also need the security he offered, at least for now until I can get on my feet. 

I read some information about the Smith family but everything about them is so vague. Aunt Laura's dad actually owns part of the properties which are now under Robert's name which are soon to be mine. My mom's dad allegedly died a long time ago but someone who's still said to be alive is my grandmother, my mom's mother. Cheryl Smith that's all I know about her.

What I had currently formulated is that they didn't know about me. Robert always kept me a secret from the world and growing up I never knew my mom's family. Maybe they knew something I didn't or maybe Robert was hiding them from me for a reason.

Then there was that guy from the bar who tried to kill me by poisoning my drink. I don't think he's working with those men in suits since he tried to kill me and I remember those men shouting not to shoot me. They wanted me alive.

Another person who's also on my case is Ford. He saved my life but he also wants me dead. The kid has issues and he thinks by killing the Mckenzie's he'll be getting revenge for his father's death, Thomas. I don't think Ford has the guts to kill me or anyone for that matter, I can see it in his eyes, they don't have that darkness mine carry after taking so many people's lives but that doesn't mean I should trust him, I know what anger does to a person, it makes you crazy and eats you up, consuming every single bit of you. But he has a plan, I remember him talking to that girl, Jay is her name I think.

Something hits me and I realise something.

Ford wants Robert dead.

I could use him to get rid of Robert which is exactly what he wants and what I want. A plan starts forming in my head.

I'm suddenly pulled out of my thoughts when the bathroom's door is jerked open and I turn my head to see Luca standing at the door. I watch as his eyes fall onto my neck and colorbone which is no longer covered by my black shirt. I notice him look at the red marks on my skin and watch as his eyes linger there for a moment too long. He lowers his eyes to my chest and the air in here suddenly becomes thick as he stares at me for a moment too long as my chest heaves up and down.