Chp. 14- The Search Part 2

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Ryder's POV

I pulled up to a gas pump in 7/11. I'm currently in Kansas, and ive ran dangourusly low on gas. I began feeding Blake's bike gas and pulled out seventy dollars from my bag.

What if shes not in Nevada Ryder?

She is.

What city is she even in?

Carson City.

And where will you look first? There are many places in Carson City Ryder, you'll never find her.

I will look in Daniel's warehouse....

Where I used to fight.

***FLASHBACK***

2 Years ago

"Ryder i know your strong." Daniel grabbed my shoulders and looked me dead in the eye. "You will win this fight..." He looked off to the side now and squeezed my shoudlers tighly. "You will win this for me, and to keep you and your family safe." I nodded, fully unaware of the consequence that would come if i lost. "I wont loose sir." I brought four fingers up to my fourhead and soluted him, took a step backward, and made my way to the stage. A tall man stood in the center. He looked about 23, 6 foot and maybe 198 pounds. He had dark brown hair that spiked in the front and dark brown eyes that almost looked black.

"Really Daniel..." The man pointed to me and scoffed. "A kid?" I snorted and cracked my neck and knuckles. "He was the only one avalible..." Daniel wavered his pointer finger in the mans face. "Dran."

Dran rolled his eyes and faced me once more. "Whats your name kid?" He scratched his stubled chin and motioned to me with his free hand. "First off im not a kind." i spat "I'm 15 and my name is Ryder." Dran laughed "well Ryder..." he spit my name out deadly. "im not gunna loose to some 15 year old punk."

Thats it... I didnt wait for a whistle, i swung. I landed a punch straight into his left cheek. Dran grunted "fuck you kid!" Dran smashed his fist into my face, then tackled me to the ground. The last thing i rememer was my head being banged repeatedly against the ground.

3 months later

We're on the run. My mom, my sister and I. We all scramble into the car with nothing but the cloths on our back. After i lost, well i dont really remember what happened. I dont remember who i fought, except the man was big and had brown hair. But what i do remeber was Daniel telling me that since i lost hes banning me from fighting. of course being the suborn teen i am, i thretened to tell the cops, so now we're being chased for the second time in 3 months. We would leave Nevada, but my mom cant afford all three of us, only two.

We sped down the slippery road, a black van trailing not so far behind. In the time span of thirty seconds, the car was rolling. im not even sure how it happened, all i know is that we're rolling. My mother and sister screamed; while i sat in my seat gripping onto my seat bealt, silently praying that this was a dream.

Once the car stopped rolling, car doors opened and heavy footstpes slapshed across the road. My hole world was upside down. All i could see were the green and blue nike tennis shoes that were coming toward the car. My mom looked to be sleeping, maybe dead. And my sister- Juliana sobbed quietly, watching too as the man drew closer. The feet came to a hault and the knees bent down, soon revelaing a face. The boy had shaggy brown had and electrifying green eyes. "I'm Bryan." he pulled out a gun from his pocket and held it to Juliana's already bloody, but beautiful face. "This is one of many Ryder..." he shot the gun and my hole body tensed. "God Damn you!" I shouted tears falling freelly from my eyes and wetting the ceiling below me. "god damn you." i whispered. My eyes shut tight and i listened as Bryans footsteps faded and the sound of tires screching away, down the road.

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