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Chapter 9 ~ Misty

Misty couldn’t believe she was in Brody’s arms again, as he carried her out to his bike. This was the one time, since she had lost her sight, that she really wished she could see. She wanted to see Brody. She knew he was a bigger man, because she felt his muscles and body last night when he held her. But she wanted to see the colour of his hair and eyes, and wanted to see how he dressed. She just wanted to see him.

She realized Brody had stopped walking, and figured they were at his bike. Instead of putting her down though, he sat and she found herself on his lap. “What’s the matter sweetheart? If that bitch does anything else to hurt you, I’ll take care of it,” he told her.

“I want to see you,” she whispered.

He was silent for a minute, then told her “you can.” He reached down and took her hand. Misty was confused, when he put it in his hair.

“My hairs a dirty blond colour. It’s a bit long and messy, kind of reminds people of surfer hair. My eyes are blue. I’d say more about them, but I don’t know how to describe them. I don’t have any scars or marks. I usually wear old, faded blue jeans and most of them have tears in the knee. I wear white, blue or black shirts. Today I have on a blue one, and I always wear my cut over it. And I wear heavy black biker boots.”

She smiled at him, and a couple tears fell from her eyes. “Thank you,” she said softly. “No one’s ever taken the time to do that for me. For almost two years it’s been blackness, with some shadows and shapes. You just gave me my sight back for a minute, and I’ll never forget that.”

“I have to kiss you,” she heard Brody say.

Then he placed his hand on her cheek. She felt his breath on her cheek, then his lips touched hers. It was a soft kiss, and when she sighed he took advantage and thrust his tongue inside. She melted into him and touched her tongue to his. They kissed for a few minutes before he pulled back.

“Best kiss of my life,” he told her.

She smiled and repeated it back to him. Then she was up again, and they were off. He sat her on his bike and strapped her helmet on, then hocked on her cane and climbed on in front of her. Immediately, she wrapped her arms around him and held on tight. He squeezed her leg, then flicked the kickstand as he started the bike, and they were off.

She had no idea how long they drove for, before he stopped. She always lost track of time when she rode with her brother too, she just enjoyed the ride so much. She felt Brody flip down the kickstand and then get off. He removed her helmet and stored it away, then he lifted her off.

She sniffed the air, smelling flowers. He took her hand and led her away from the bike. “Wait,” she said. “My cane.”

“I’ve got you sweetheart, trust me.” When she nodded, he continued on. He led her into a building, telling her when there was a step, and when to turn. He made it so easy on her. Then they stopped and he paid someone an admission fee, keeping hold of her hand the whole time.

Brody led her forward again, and opened another door. She stepped through, and the smell was even stronger here.

“My mom used to bring me here,” he told her. “It’s a botanical garden. I know you can’t see, but I figured you’d like the smells, as that’s what I remember the most about this place.”

She smiled the whole time he led her around the building. He explained in depth, the colours and sizes of the different plants and flowers. Again, he made it seem like she could see them, and some of them she recognized from before she lost her sight.

Near the end, she found her favourite flower, recognizing it by smell. When he saw it was the daisies, he was surprised by her choice, expecting it to be something fancier. She explained that the house she had grown up in was surrounded by daisies, so they reminded her of her parents.

When they left, an hour later, she had a daisy tucked behind her ear.

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