Alvah gets in an accident

"You already ruined the kitchen already once over this boy, are you sure this is wise. You can be so. Impulsive."

I know dad means well. But he always just says the wrong thing. He always sort of triggers me. But i am sure Russell wants to get back together, i believe him.

Knowing that whatever i say dad is not going to agree with anyway. So i just roll my eyes and walk off.

"I was not finnished Alvah!"

Walking out of the front door i slam it shut. Letting the windows rattle.

With my helmet under my arm i drive off. There should be a party on the beach tonight. Russell invited me to see of we could get back together and at least talk things out.

I arrive at the beach park my bike and look around. I hear no music. I see no groups of people. Calmly i walk over to the spot where they usually make the fire and see noone there.

Yeah i absolutly don't trust this. Something is very off. I walk cautiously back to my bike. And there they are. Russell and two of his goon friends. They are just big buff jocks but i wonder if their brains ever got fully developed.
Usually there is another friend with them.
Taking a step closer in realize that friend would be here somewhere.

A blow on the back of the head. Fuck that hurts!!! I spin around and see Piedro with a baseballbat grinning. I feel a tiny trickle along the back of my neck. And as the blood trickles down my anger rises. Just that furious hot feeling.

4 of them against me. They will go down.
I turn to grab the baseballbat and yank it out of his hands. Immediately using the momento from yanking to turn it in a full swing.
I hit home and hear something crack within Piedro not waiting to check i turn tk the others. They now have themselves improvised weapons. Jumper cables, tire iron, crowbar.

The fight is short since they are with more they land a couple of hits on me. I know my shoulder is probably broken or has a tear. A concussion, maybe a couple of ribs are cracked.

The four are down. I let them there. They can find help themselves. With tears streaming. Or blood, or both.
I drive off. Maybe a bit to fast maybe a bit to wild but i have to get away...

"Call dad." I say in my helmet. I hear the phone making connection.
However that man can trigger me. I do know he is always there for me.

Tears not stopping. I hear dad pick up.
"Alvah are you alright?"

In between sniffs
"No i am not, you were right dad. That asshole was waiting for me with 3 of his friends. They tried to beat me up. I got all four of them down... dad they really tried seriously wound me."

"Alvah where are you i will pick you up. Stop driving. Wait for me. You sound hurt."

"It's okey i'm almost home. It is calm enough on the road. It's faster when i just drive home. It's not that bad."

I know dad tried to say something else but at that point a sharp pain in my shoulder probably the break shifting due to the road and i lose control over my bike.

I don't know if i said something, screamed or if dad said something. But when i felt body hit the floor it all went blissfully black.

The dreams were intense but i could swear i could hear dad sometimes.

When i woke up i was in my own room. Medical monitors next to me. An IVdrip probably antibiotics, fluids some form of sustenance. Don't know how long i've been out.

I look to the side and see dad in a chair. I think he is sleeping. The moment i stir he almost jumps up.

"I am sorry. I should have listened to you."