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Dandelions (Chapter 7)

*Kate's POV*

Riker just yelled at Rosie, and left.

I'm not sure where that came from.

He was deep in thought about something, but I was clueless to what this dick heads issue was.

I hated yelling, screaming, fighting, punching, kicking, you name it.

That's all that ever occurred when I was living in that h ell whole with my so called father.

I wasn't sure if Riker was still going to move in or not.

I looked at Rosie, her cheeks were stained with dried tears, and her little brown eyes were about as watery as a river.

"Sweetie, are you okay?" I asked sympathetically, crouching down to her height.

"W-Why did daddy yell at me, mommy?" She asked quietly.

"I'm not sure baby. Well guess what? It's nap time! Lets go." I said, reaching out my hand towards hers.

She took her tiny hand in mine and walked up the stairs with me.

I took her in her room, laid her down, and sang her to sleep.

She fell asleep curled up in a little ball.

I pet her hair, kissed her head, and smiled as I walked out of her pink room.

I sighed as I walked down the stairs and wondered what Riker might be doing right now.

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*Riker's POV*

I ran out of their house and sprinted to my home.

I opened the door, and slammed it shut.

I slid down the door, crying.

I hid my face in my hands as tears streamed down from my eyes.

"God d amn it! Why do I always mess everything up?" I yelled, crying.

I got up and went upstairs to my room and plopped down on my bed.

I cried for 4 hours straight, completely hating myself for ever getting myself into this mess.

I thought about how my family literally doors away from me must be feeling right now.

I knew I couldn't go to my actual family, because they never even know what happened with Kate and I.

My mom and dad don't even know that they're grandparents.

My brothers and sister don't even know that their uncles and an aunt.

I got up, wiping my tears away, and trudged down the stairs.

I grabbed my black leather jacket, and walked outside to my car.

I started my car up, buckled myself in, and looked out my car window.

I was ready to do this.

I sped away from my home, from my family's home, from all my worries.

There was one place that would always make me feel better.

Somewhere where no one would ever find me.

The old dandelion field in Littleton, Colorado.

The place where I grew up.

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