Finally, Race bought his ticket to the boxing match and walked inside, well into the gate, this was an outdoor arena after all. Usually he'd try to flirt with a few girls with Specs but today was different. He just sat at his regular place, third row seat six.
    A few minutes later a girl and a guy sat beside him. They looked like they had money, they both wore outfits like what Jack and Kat wore to work. Fancy clothes. That didn't completely surprise him but rich people usually sat in the front row. The girl was a brunette with freckles all over her face. She seemed to be bigger than most girls. Her hair was curly and her head was down. The guy she was with seemed to be her boyfriend. He was holding her hand, tight. Race had a weird feeling wash over him. Taking it as just his head hurting from the attack, he turned to look at the ring announcer.
    When the match started, the boy got up and began to yell at the girl. Race didn't notice until he heard the girl sobbing. By then it was too late. The boy left. The girl sat there with her head in her head with tears leaking onto her dress. Now Race was worried.
    "Hey Miss?" Race asked as he turned up look at her. She turned her head to look at Racetrack. "Are you okay?"
    "Yeah. Yeah I'm fine." She replied while wiping tears off her face. She then sat up smiling at him. "I'm sorry I'm just emotional."
    "She's pretty." Race thought
    "I'm sorry. I'm Elizabeth." Elizabeth said.
     "I'm Racetrack." Race replies
      "Racetrack?" Elizabeth asked confused
        "Yeah. It's a nick name." Race replied shyly. He honestly never knew why his nick name became Racetrack but he didn't really seem to care.
     "That's cool. My nick name is Eliza." Elizabeth said enthusiastically.
     "That's a nice nick name." Race said putting on the sweetest smile he possibly could. He felt bad this girl was clearly being abused or something else.
     "Thank you." She said as she smiled a little bit.
      "Hey. Um. Eliza, is he..." Race asked not wanting to say the word out loud.
      "Come with me and I'll tell you." Elizabeth said as she began to stand up and walk out of the arena. Race was hesitant at first but he gave in to her pain and followed her.
    She led him to a back alley that was surprisingly close to the old refuge.
    "Ok listen Racetrack, I will only say it once. You ready?" Elizabeth asked him as she looked left to right probably making sure that her boyfriend wasn't there. "It only started a few days ago. His father slash boss isn't a good man. He escaped jail for child neglect and abuse. After he escaped he started to rally multiple teenagers to attack some news boys." Race's eyes widened as soon as she said that last line. "I begged him not to and as I threatened to leave him he hit me across the face." She tucked her bangs behind her ear to reveal a black eye. She started crying.
    "Hey, Elizabeth. Is his fathers name Snyder?" Race asked with a sense of urgency in his voice.
    "Yeah why?" She replied.