Love and Mechanics

Chapter 1

"Where does love take you?" - Ashel.

Ariana's P.O.V

Why do I always have this feeling of being chased ? Ever since my father died I've been trying to live up to his past life of running his old hand-me-down garage. Since the past two months my mother and I have been having some financial issues and the only way to resolve them is if we sell our old house , so we could afford a new one upstate from this rich real estate guy called Vicker Jones. My mother seems a bit excited about this whole moving thing I think it's just an excuse to leave the memories of my father behind.
"Arrriiiii" ,I hear my name being shouted from outside the front door of the house, from the back porch the voice seems quite indistinct so I cautiously retreat to it ,upon opening the door there stood my mother with both her hands filled will grocery bags, raising my left brow mentally questioning the reason why the owner of this very house has to knock to get a door to open. Before I could speak she had already first me "I left my keys" she exclaimed, I mouthed an ohhhh and grabbed one of the bags from her hand and followed her into the kitchen where I sat on one of the chairs my father built which is set in a little corner. " I just thought I'd get some last week groceries since Friday is our last day here" she spoke happily, "At least one of us is glad about something " I said in a dull manner, "Listen A ...." she started but I immediately cut her off by saying "You know what it's ok mom no need to give me the motivational speech okay, it's not like nothing I say will let you stay and work things out here so just save it". The anger that started to well inside me made me furious when i thought about everything that she's willing to give up and let go because she scared of remembering the man she once loved, so swiftly i stood to my feet and made a run for the door before i spoke some thing that i know I'd regret. Without giving her a next glance, while not knowing where my destination will take me I jumped unto my bike and sped out of the driveway. As the breeze whisk my face it gives me a clearer mind to start making some rational decisions about what I should say but I some how got too caught up in my own little world to even realize the sudden change to the red light, and then came a guy trying to cross the road with his head tucked into his phone and that's when I started to panic and shout "MOVE!!!!!!" But this guy only chose to look up when I was less than 5 inches away, being the idiot I was I swayed the bike out of his direction only to find my self heading straight into a STOP sign. Next thing I know is that I'm seeing a blur manly figure and that's when I blacked out.

~Hours Later~

Waking up i started to feel as though i was ran over by a truck, fully opening my eyes i started to recognize a dimly lit light that helped my eyes to adjust themselves properly. Pulling the white duvet off me, it then clicked that i don't own a white cover, looking down on my thin legs i then realized i was only in a thin cover-up. Racking my brain i then started to remember the previous events off what caused all this, i only remember almost hitting a guy with my bike and getting crashed in a sign. How the hell did this lead up to me being in some sort of private health facility, well private it had to be it was just too quiet to be public. Getting up i stabled my self on the bed side table and took short limps to the door, upon pulling the door knob i heard heels clicking themselves in my direction, frowning since i was just so close to finding out about what's happening outside all this silence. Hurrily trying to limp my way back to the bed i realize the sound getting awfully closer so i only dashed my self on the cushioned chair only to start another wave of headache, i then gently closed my eyes to soothe the banging feeling inside my head. As i was about to open my eyes the door bust open with two unfamiliar voices speaking quietly. "She seems to have moved" said a soft voice which seems to have come from someone much older, "Hmm no shit Sherlock!" a female voice retorted, "I'll be back by 6 with the boss, so get her cleaned up and presentable to talk to him... we don't want any lawsuits out of this!" She spoke firmly. After which she left and the elder then made soft steps towards me and said " I know your awake Ms Rodes", I popped one eye open to look at him and said " How did you know?", " Well apart from your unstable breathing your eyes seem to twitch a lot" he chuckled " What is this place?" I asked getting straight to the point "Well this a private health facility that is operated by the Jones Family" and that's when everything started to make sooo much more sense. "So your telling me the Jones's are the reason I'm here? How at least", " Well it seems as though you almost hit Mr James Jones, who then realize that your mother and his father has an affair and wants to sort out a deal I suppose" I then wondered to myself what could this all lead up to, since things have escalated quite quickly since... wait what day is it "Doc what day is it?", "It's Thursday" he said as if wondering if I had lost memory. But deep down I was dying cause it has been 2 days since I've been here!!! What the actual heavens is my mom thinking rn, she must be worried sick about me "Don't worry mr jones explained to your mother that you had took sometime off at your aunt that's out of town to clear your head before you guys move" well that's if you were thinking about what your mother is saying rn.

IM SORRY GUYS IF THEIRS ANY TYPOS OR ERROS THIS IS MY FIRST EVER STORY AND I'M KINDA NERVOUS,BUT KISSES TO ALL😘