Racing the Sky by Layla Dorine

Author:Layla Dorine [Dorine, Layla]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Encompass Ink
Published: 2017-06-18T23:00:00+00:00

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River called Vic when he was a block from their place to let him know that he was dropping by, and to give him a heads-up about what had taken place between Nicky and Terry. What he didn’t tell Vic was that he’d stopped off at home and grabbed his laptop, with every intention of helping Nicky find a live-in treatment facility where he could get his head on straight and get away from all the enablers. He knew Vic wasn’t going to like the idea of sending Nicky away, but River was convinced that it was the best thing for everyone involved. Vic needed to settle into his new job, Nicky needed to get healthy, and Terry needed to figure out his issues and fix them; and maybe when it was all over there might be some threads of friendship left between them. He found Nicky in his usual spot in front of the TV and wasted no time in turning it off.

“Okay, so here’s the deal,” River began before Nicky could protest. “You’re an asshole.”

Nicky blinked, stunned.

“Terry told me about how you’ve been guilt tripping him into letting you slack off at rehab. We all know Terry is a bastard, but the only person you’re hurting right now is you, so quit it.”

Nicky’s eyes narrowed. He leaned away from River. “None of it is any of your business.”

“When friends of mine are hurting themselves, or letting others hurt them, then, yeah, I’m gonna step in and get involved. You need rehab, Nicky. I don’t care how frustrated it makes you, the need still remains.”

“I can’t do it,” Nicky said automatically.

“Bullshit,” River snapped. “It hurts and it sucks and it isn’t going as fast as you’d like it to, and, no, it isn’t going to change the fact that you can’t race anymore. But unless your only desire is to spend the rest of your life as an invalid, you’d better get off your ass and do something to change things.”

Nicky ducked his head and looked down at his hands. The scars on his arm still stood out, red and angry, and those weren’t even the worst ones.

“Why bother when everything’s ruined?” Nicky said softly.

River glared, despite the fact that Nicky couldn’t see it. “What’s ruined, besides racing?”

“Me!” Nicky snapped, gesturing to his damaged arm, the scars on his face, and his leg. “Look at me. I’m like Frankenstein’s fucked up cousin!”

“No. Not nearly so bad. You’re in one piece, and scars don’t ruin a person, they just make them unique.”

Nicky was quiet.

“There has always been more to you than just racing,” River went on. “Those bikes you designed are like nothing on the market right now. There’s no reason we can’t build them and start a brand.”

“I don’t want anything to do with bikes, or racing, or building anything,” Nicky insisted.

“Fine, then we’ll find you another hobby,” River insisted. “Why are you being so quick to quit on yourself?”

“I-I just…” Nicky began, still looking down. “Supercross was the only thing I ever wanted to do.

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