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Taken By The Biker

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Chapter 2

This story is written when there were no cell phones at the time:

As they rode out of town Diego couldn’t stop thinking about her, it was her eyes that really got to him. She had the prettiest green eyes he had ever seen but there was so much fear and sadness in them. When they got to their campsite he went and sat down by the river, trying to figure out his feelings for a woman he didn’t even know. Something told him he had to go back and check on her. He heard the crunching of footsteps on the ground and looking up saw his best friend Freddie approaching.

Freddie, who was a heavyset man with a long beard and one lazy eye sat down next to him. “So you’re still thinking about that little waitress, aren’t you?”

“There’s something about her, but I’m not sure what it is. I do think that creep that showed up has been abusing her. She had this look of terror on her face when he walked in, and then he whispered something in her ear before he left.”

“She’s not your problem and you’ll only be asking for trouble if you get involved.”

“I can’t just walk away,” he said, getting up. “I think I’ll go back into town, see if she’s OK. I shouldn’t be gone too long, start the BBQ without me.” Going over to his bike he hopped on and took off.

Meanwhile back at the diner: The lunch hour rush was over and Destiny was feeling tired and her feet were starting to hurt, she was in desperate need of new shoes but Ed said she didn’t need them and wouldn’t give her any money to buy a pair. She was called over by Carl and was told Ed was on the phone, wanting to speak to her.

After hanging up he went over, placing his hand on her shoulder. “What did that bastard want now?” he growled, his disgust for the man was heard in the tone of his voice.

“He and his brothers are going out of town, so they won’t be back until tomorrow.”

“Good, now why don’t you take the rest of the day off and get some much-needed rest. I’ll call one of the other girls to cover the rest of your shift.”

“Oh my God, are you sure?” she asked, tearing up from his kindness.”

“Yes, now go on,” he answered, patting her shoulder.

Grabbing her purse she leaves the diner, feeling some relief knowing Ed wasn’t coming home tonight. Her feet were killing her and every step she took caused her pain, making her two-mile walk so much slower. With him being away this would have been the perfect opportunity to take the small amount of money she had hidden and hop a bus out of town. Except he had spies everywhere who would see her and she would have been dragged back home. The blood in her veins froze when she heard the loud sounds of a motorcycle coming from behind her, no one ever came down this road. She turned around just as the bike and the rider pulled up beside her and she saw it was the guy from the diner, Diego.

“Can I give you a ride home?”

“No, I’m fine, but thanks.” She looked around, making sure no one was around. “You shouldn’t be here and how did you know where I was?”

“I dropped by the diner and your boss told me he sent you home early, he also pointed me in the direction where you were going. I also know your so-called boyfriend is out of town until tomorrow so you don’t have to be afraid of him catching you getting a ride home.”

“I’ve never been on a bike before and I’m wearing a dress.”

He gave her a sweet smile as his eyes took in her outfit. “That’s OK, no one is around so just hike it up. Come on, it’s hot out and you can trust me,” he said, handing her his helmet to wear.

She put it on, letting him do up the strap. “You won’t look will you?”

“I won’t, I promise. Get on and put your arms around me, don’t let go or you might fall off.” He smiled to himself when he checked the mirror and saw her lifting her dress up close to her hips and climbing up behind him. He could feel her body trembling against his back when she wrapped her arms around his waist.

“You won’t go fast will you?”

He glanced back, seeing plenty of her thigh. “I won’t, now hang on.” He went slowly down the old dirt road until he came to a small house that looked like it had seen better days. He stopped the bike and kicking his leg over the front got off and held out his hand to help her off, trying hard not to look at how exposed she was from the upper thigh down.

Taking his hand she got off the bike and quickly pulled down her uniform. Removing the helmet hands it back to him. “Thanks for the ride, I really appreciated it.”

He didn’t want to leave so soon, he still wanted to find out what her story was. “I’m really thirsty, could I get a drink, water maybe?” He saw the worried look on her face and could guess what she was thinking. “I’m not going to attack you or anything, I just need a cold drink.”

“Alright, just wait here on the porch while I go get you something,” she said, walking up the steps that creaked all the way up to the door. He sat on the porch step and looked up when she came back carrying two glasses of lemonade. “Thanks,” he said, taking one from her hand when she offered it to him. He was pleasantly surprised when she sat down next to him.

“It’s so hot out,” she said, taking a sip of her drink.

“Don’t you know how to drive?”

“Yes, of course, I know how to drive, why?”

“Then why do you walk to and from work every day?” he asked, curious as to why she would choose to walk instead of driving.

“I don’t have a vehicle, only Ed does.”

“Then why doesn’t he drive you or let you use his car?”

She turned to stare at him, not happy with all of the questions he was asking her. “First of all how do you know I walk to and from work? Second of all, it’s none of your business.”

“Your boss told me and I’m just curious as to why this Ed guy treats you the way he does. It’s so obvious he’s abusing you. What I don’t get is why you don’t leave him or why hasn’t someone tried to help you.”

“Carl had no right telling you my business,” she snapped.

“He cares about you and has told me how you are always coming into work with bruises and a black eye. You need to get away from him before he ends up killing you.”

“You don’t know anything about me or Ed.” She stood up, grabbing the empty glass from his hand. “I think you better leave now.”

He got to his feet, looking at her. “Do you like burgers and smores?”

She looked at him as if he were crazy. “Well yeah.”

“We’re having a bonfire back at our campsite, there will be burgers, hot dogs and smores. Come and join us, you might just enjoy yourself.”

He was standing so close that she could smell his scent, it was so manly and she felt her heart racing. “I can’t. If Ed finds out he’ll kill me, both of us.”

“He’ll never have to know and my gang won’t say anything to anyone. Look, the creep is away so why not come and have some fun, you’ll like my friends. I’ll make sure you get home way before he comes back.”

“I don’t know, aren’t you bikers into drugs and rape? How do I know you won’t kidnap me and do horrible things to me?”

He let out a hearty laugh. “You have the wrong idea of bikers, we don’t do any of those things. It is true that some of the bad gangs are like that, but we aren’t, we’re more like a family. You’ll never meet a better group of guys than them.”

She thought about it for a moment, thinking it would be nice to have some fun for a change. “I’ll need to shower and change first.”

“I can wait,” he answered back.

“OK, you might as well wait inside where it’ll be cooler,” she said and headed inside with him following her. “Make yourself at home and if you want another drink it’s in the fridge. I won’t be too long.”

“Take your time,” he said and sat down on one of the chairs as he looked around the small room, taking in how clean it was.

Twenty minutes later she came out wearing a pair of faded blue jeans and a pale pink top, her hair was free from the ponytail. “Are you sure your friends won’t mind me showing up? Maybe I shouldn’t go.”

He got to his feet, he felt his heart doing a flip when he looked at her, she looked so much better with her hair down. “Trust me, they won’t mind.”

She followed him outside and got on the bike, putting her arms around his waist. “You ought to take the back way so that no one will see us. There’s a path through the woods that will take you to the other side, away from the main roads,” she said, hoping no one sees her on the stranger’s bike or for sure Ed would find out and God knows what he’d do to her. With the wind blowing in her face as they rode she felt a sense of freedom and her fear of riding soon disappeared. “Go a little faster,” she shouted over his shoulder.

Smiling he stepped on the gas, it appeared that she was enjoying the ride. He still took it slower than he usually did, finally getting out of the woods he went a little faster when they reached the road.

The closer they got to the campsite they could smell the smoke, he stopped before they got to the actual spot and turned his head to look at her. “I need to warn you, some of my guys are a little loud and they might appear scary but they’re a great bunch of people.”

“But I already saw them when you all came into the diner,” she said, wondering what he was getting at.

“That was a few of them, there’s another fifteen you haven’t met, making a total of twenty-five. We don’t all go into town at the same time, it scares a lot of people and this way we don’t get hassled. You ready?”

She nodded her head, for whatever reason she felt safe with him. She held on to him as he took off again and soon they were at the site. She saw them all as they came to a stop, some were sitting and some were standing around cooking burgers and drinking. Among them, there were at least six women. “Who are those women?” she asked, wondering if they were also bikers or belonged to some of the men.

“Some of the guys bring their old ladies with them,” he answered, removing her helmet.

“Old ladies?” she asked, looking over at them she wrinkled her face up, not understanding what he meant by that, they sure didn’t look old.

He laughed, knowing she didn’t know what he meant. “That’s what bikers call their girlfriends, it’s not meant to be disrespectful.” He takes her hand and walked her over to the group, he was surprised when she didn’t pull away. He just figured she was a little afraid and needed his support. It felt good though, having her soft and slender hand nestled in his so he didn’t let go when he started introducing her to the gang.

She greeted the gang warmly but felt a bit intimidated when she was introduced to the women, it felt like some of them were judging her. They were nothing like she thought bikers girls would look like. She thought they would look tougher, covered in tattoos and swear like truck drivers. But these women were beautiful and only some had a couple of tattoos. Also, from what Diego had told her they weren’t one of the bad gangs so she knew she had nothing to worry about.


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