Chapter 10 - Tiffany
Tiffany was having a hard time staying conscious. Her arms and legs hurt, where the ropes had tore them, her head throbbed, her throat was on fire, and she was hungry and thirsty. She had no idea how long they had been on the bike, but she knew it couldn’t have been long.
She started to doze, and even with the hoodie tied, she still started to lean dangerously to the side. She couldn’t call out because of her damaged throat, and she was terrified of what was about to happen. Suddenly, the biker in front of her twisted his arm back, and grabbed the side of the hoodie, preventing her from slipping further.
She sighed in relief, as he slowed, and pulled the bike to the shoulder of the road. They were in the middle of nowhere, the country road was small and deserted. She could feel him untying the hoodie, and then her legs were lowered. He kept a hold of her with one hand, as he twisted and looked back at her.
“You done for a bit baby girl”, he asked, as he searched her face. She slumped in defeat as she nodded at him. “Can you talk at all”, he asked, as he looked at her throat. She shook her head no at him, and he growled. Her eyes shot up to his in fright, as his expression morphed into pure anger.
“Don’t be afraid of me”, he told her again. “I’m angry about what was done to you, not at you”, he explained. “Are you cold”, he asked, and she nodded immediately.
“We don’t have a lot of time, but I have some clothes in my bag that should fit you. Can you stay seated for a minute”, he asked in concern. Again she could only nod at him.
She watched as he climbed off, and went to the saddlebags, opening one and pulling out a small bag. He then produced what looked like yoga pants and a t-shirt, from inside. He set them on his seat, then took her right leg and lifted it over the bike, so she was sitting sideways on the seat. He lifted up the yoga pants, and placed one leg gently in at a time. When he had them pulled up to her knees, he lifted her easily, and set her on the ground.
She watched him for a minute, but he only helped her stand upright. A tear left her eye as she realized he was waiting for her to pull them up the rest of the way. Thank you, she mouthed to him, before quickly pulling them up. He then helped her take off the hoodie, and turned his back as he handed her the t-shirt. It was a bit difficult, with her wrists so bad, but she got it on.
When she tapped him on the shoulder, he turned back, and handed her a sweatshirt. She could see it was a girl’s, but she shook her head and pointed to his again. He smiled at her, and never said a word, just picked up his sweatshirt and helped her put it back on. Then he lifted her up, and sat her back on the seat. He placed socks on her feet, carefully pulling them up over the makeshift bandages, and then slipped on running shoes.
She was so warm and comfy, she sighed. Then she looked at him and mouthed, thank you Shade. He lost his smile and frowned at her.
“Names Shadow”, he told her. “I used Shade, so they wouldn’t know my name.” He paused for a minute, and studied her. “We need to move again, as we’ve got a bit further to go tonight. Can you ride for another hour, before we break again for a bit.” She looked up at him slightly unsure, but she nodded anyway.
Suddenly, he picked her up, and she wrapped her arms and legs around him automatically. The next thing she knew, he was straddling the bike, with her on his lap. Slightly uneasy, she leaned back, and looked up at him in question.
“You won’t make it another hour, and I can’t wait. This way I can hold you with one arm, and I’ll know you’re safe. It’s all back roads, so no one will stop us”, he explained. “I promise I won’t let you fall.”
She didn’t say anything, she just snuggled close, stealing his warmth, and laid her head on his shoulder. She had no idea why she trusted him so fast, but she wasn’t going to question it. She was sure she heard him whisper, that’s my girl, before he cranked the bike and took off.