A/N so i wrote this at 2 in the morning so there may be a few mistakes made just a warning, let me know if you think i should continue?
"Aw, Rach look how little you are." Hiram cooed as he flipped over to the next page of the photo album. " But Then I suppose you haven't grown that much." he joked, smiling when he heard an indignant huff behind him.
"I resent that!" Rachel pouted from her corner in the garage.
"Resent it all you want sweetie, it won't make you grow." He teased, awaiting the rant he was certain would come.
" I will have you know that I am only slightly below the average height o-" Rachel was cut of as her other father, Leroy, walked into the room. "Hiram seriously, you haven't moved from where I left you. We're suppose to have the garage cleaned before summer starts by this rate we will have it finished by the end of summer." Hiram rolled his eyes "Ever the dramatic one" he mumbled under his breath.
"I heard that! And ill have you know-"
"Daddy did you get the plastic bags?" Rachel said cutting him off before he got into a rant, she knew where she got it from, and she briefly wondered if this is what people felt like when she ranted but quickly brushed off that thought because her rants were important and informative and people would thank her one day. "No honey were out, but I'm going to walk the shop and get some does anyone need anything while I'm there?" Both Hiram and Rachel shook there heads. "Ok well I'm going to go and when I get back you had better at least moved from that spot" he said staring pointedly at Hiram who sighed and lifted himself up exaggeratedly. "And I'm the dramatic one." leroy mumbled walking out the door but not missing the shout from his husband "I heard that!"
It was Sunday so most of the little shops were closed which Leroy now realised as he stood in front of the closed Mini-Mart. Sighing he ran a hand through his hair, knowing he had a long walk to the supermarket he tried to remember if there were any short-cuts, the only one he could think of was threw Lima heights- adjacent also known as the wrong side of the tracks.. He knew he shouldn't but with the sun beating down on him and the sweat starting to form on this forehead he decided what was the harm, especially when it saved him twenty minutes of walking. So with a deep breath he took off in the direction for Lima heights adjacent.
He could defiantly see the difference as he took in the peeling paint of the houses exterior walls, the un-cut grass and the overflowing garbage bins. As leroy walked down the street he felt an odd sense of dread weigh heavy in his stomach he pushed it down, held his head high and picked up his speed. However the feeling only intensified when he turned to corner to see a large group of teenage boys dressed in ripped jeans there muscles still visible through leather jackets. He gulped his throat suddenly dry as one of them un-subtly elbowed the guy next to him and nodded toward leroy snarling him, he knew he stuck out like a sore thumb what with his purple dress shirt, Lima was defiantly not an open minded country and leroy felt himself suddenly regretting taking the short-cut what was he thinking he scolded himself. He picked up his speed so he was now borderline jogging and rounded the next corner, chancing a glance behind him he was relived to find he was alone. Looking forward he realised that he was in an even dirtier street than the last if that was possible he slowed his walk the heat taking an effect on him until he stood near an alley way in the cool shade. His eyes closing to there own accord as he unfastening the first two buttons of his shirt sighing in relief.
He stood there for a few more moments basking in the coolness until he heard a groan behind him, his eyes snapped open and he spun around peering in to the dull alley way. His heart was racing thinking one of the boys may have followed him until he realised it was empty, frowning he shook his head obviously the heat was taking its toll on him if he was imagining things. He was about to carry on walking when he heard it agin this time slightly louder, cautiously he took a few steps into the alley looking around. Nothing. Rubbing his forehead he briefly wondered if he was having sun stroke but a cough broke his train of thought. His eyes shot to the source of the sound and he could just make out the shape of a body beneath the bags of garbage. Immediately he ran over throwing the bags behind him, "Oh my.." He whispered as he looked down expecting to find a passed out drunk but instead finding a girl no older than his daughter. Her face though covered in bruises and cuts he could tell she was a beautiful girl, and she had obviously not eaten in a while if her hollowed out cheeks and small frame was anything to go by. Leroy shook himself out of his shock and fumbled in his pockets for his phone, dialling 911 when he finally grasped it. "I need an ambulance." He took hold of the girls cold hand and held back his tears as the operator gave him instructions of what to do until the ambulance came but all he could think of was how this poor girl ended up here.