Speed Racer Fan Fiction ❯ All of My Heart ❯ Chapter Six ( Chapter 6 )

“Now that I know what I'm without
you can't just leave
Breathe into me and make me real
Bring me . . . to life.”
- Bring Me to Life, Evanescence, Fallen


“Speed? Are you going to be all right?” Dr. Johnson inquired as he stepped into the room. Speed glanced at him, the tears having long since left him.

“I'm fine,” he whispered. “I'm fine.”

“You don't look fine. You've been crying,” the doctor pointed out. “What's troubling you?”

“Everything,” Speed croaked out. “Why do they do this to me? Every year it's the same old thing. Don't do this, don't do that . . . Don't they care? Don't my feelings count? I can't live like this. They know that! Why do they do this?!”

“They do care, Speed. They care just a little too much so they get overzealous in trying to help you,” the older man stated.

“They're taking the life right out of me, though,” he whispered. “I can't do this . . . I can't . . . I can't . . . not anymore . . .”

“Shhh . . . it's all right, Speed . . . Dr. Joyce and I have contacted your parents about this. If you'd like, we can inform them of what's been going on . . . and you can talk with them.”

“What good would it do?” Speed mumbled miserably. “They haven't stopped Rex and Trixie over the last six years. Why would they start now?”

“Because they love you. They want you to be able to go home, too.”

“They don't love me . . .”

“We've been over this before, Speed,” Dr. Johnson stated firmly. “Your parents do so love you. They're doing the best that they can with the resources available to them. If you really wish for Rex and Trixie to stop, you're going to have to name your parents as your legal guardians and leave your care up to them.”

“I know . . . I just . . . I just don't think it would stop them from interfering.”

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From the other side of the glass, Stacey Joyce let out a sigh then scribbled down another thing for her notes. Ron Johnson had not been kidding when he'd told her that the situation with Rex and Trixie was ongoing. Their desire to help only hindered the healing process for the former racecar champion. She then glanced at the couple who sat in the room with her.

“As you can see, Mr. and Mrs. Racer, Speed's condition is on a very serious decline,” she stated. “Your son and daughter-in-law's wishes have been conflicting with his for many years now. They do not see or do not wish to see how badly this is traumatizing him. Do they know why he doesn't want to remember those events from six years ago?”

“No,” Mrs. Racer shook her head as she dabbed at her eyes. “They just know he doesn't want to remember those events but they've never bothered to find out why.”

“We kept hoping that they were right,” Pops Racer murmured. “That, if every option was exploited, that Speed would be able to come home and not have to deal with a major memory loss.”

“So you let them continue this cycle of abuse towards him? Because that's what it is, Mr. and Mrs. Racer. Abuse.”

“Yes . . .”

Stacey tilted her head as she gazed at the couple.

“Why doesn't Speed want to remember what happened?” she inquired. “Did you ever find out?”

“No,” Pops shook his head but his wife nodded.

“Yes. I did. I found out why.”

“Why, Mrs. Racer? Why doesn't he want to remember?”

“Because of me. He doesn't want to remember because of me.”