Page 42 of The Biker's Second Chance
Jayne's eyes go wide and I see the fear building up.
"I don't want to and I'll be as careful as I can but I have to make sure they are okay." Doing my best to reassure her. What I really want to do is grab her and hold her close but I'm sure she doesn't want me touching her right now.
She shakes her head and I'm not sure if she's saying no to me leaving or my unspoken wish to hold her.
I run my hands through my hair and pace back and forth trying to think of any other option that I have.
I grab hold of my phone ready to call Leo to tell him to bail my ass out. A second before I press the button to call Leo, my phone buzzes in my hand and Creek's name pops up on the screen.
"Oh thank fuck." I grumble before I quickly answer it.
"Spike, you good brother?" Creek asks.
"I'm alive and out of there. What about you?"
"Yeah, we're good. I have Lash and Tella with me. Along with quite a few other people."
The alarms quickly start to go off in my head. "What the hell are you talking about a few others? Are you being held?" I ask needing to know if this was about to turn into a hostage situation.
"No, nothing like that. While you and Jayne...er... distracted the crowd the three of us were able to sneak into the back room where the girls were. We managed to get all of them to come with us. Some of them easier than the others."
I blink a few times trying to understand what he was saying to me. Did we really pull off the impossible.
I knew there was a lot of people out in the main hall watching me fuck Jayne but I never thought even the security for the women they were holding hostage would join in on the show.
"Where are you?" I focus.
"We are two blocks down from the mall, in the back of a gas station. There's no way we're going to be able to get all these women on the back of our bikes. Some of them aren't strong enough for that anyway."
I turn looking around the area, it's dark out but there are still quite a few people walking around. I rush away from whereI'm standing before gesturing to Jayne that she should stay put. When we were on the way in I saw a box truck parked in the next alley over. I pray it's still there.
I breathe out a sigh of relief when I turn the corner and see it's still parked there. "Hold tight Creek, I'll be there in a second." I hang up the phone and stay to the shadows as I move up to the side of the box truck. The door is open but the keys are not here. It's been a long while since I've had to hot wire anything but luckily it's a skill that doesn't go away.
The truck is rumbling to life a few seconds later and I back out from the space.
I drive down to the opposite alley and jump out of the truck to help Jayne inside. She doesn't take my hand when I offer it to her, instead she just pulls herself up into the truck.
The small slight hurts but I can't blame her. Not after tonight.
I climb back into the box truck and call Creek back so I can get the exact location of the gas station. I pull up to the back and I watch as a group of at least twenty women start to climb in the back of the truck.
I jump back out of the truck when I see Lash arguing with one of the women, she must be one of those that don't want to be rescued.
"What is the issue?" I bark and the woman turns in my direction.
"The issue is you all just screwed up my chances of getting sponsored by a rich man. I knew what I was doing. I didn't ask for anyone to come save me. Take me back and explain what's happened." She crosses her arms over her chest and glares at me.
"You think it was going to be some kind of fairytale? Some rich man was going to see you and fall head over heels in love with you? I'm sorry to burst your bubble, you're nothing butcattle to them. A fuckhole available to the highest bidder. If you want to be tortured, chained, beaten, fucked to within an inch of your life and left to live in your filth you're more than welcomed to walk the few blocks back. I'm not going to stop you. Live the life you want." I step away from her and go to the other women who are actually waiting to be loaded in the back of the truck.
The woman who was just bitching at us is quiet now. I don’t look back at her but she whispers a quick excuse me as she gets up into the truck.
It only takes a few seconds to get everyone loaded.
“We did it. Can you believe we actually pull this shit off?” Tella slaps my back and climbs up into the truck with the rest of the women. We are going to have to get someone to come back for our bikes but as I walk back to the front to get into the drivers seat of the truck I can’t help but think that maybe I’m not as much of a fuck up as I think I am. With one look in Jayne’s direction I know any small amount of pride I might have gotten from this disappears as she sniffles once and crosses her arms. I’m just as much of a failure as I think I am.
CHAPTER 22
FOR THE GREATER GOOD
