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It seemed like he needed to get out whatever was weighing on him. His body shifted around as he abruptly looked deep into my eyes and searched for something I couldn’t place. The only thing I could see was a war raging in his stare. An internal battle was taking place of what was right and what was wrong. It was sitting directly in front of him this whole time.
Me.
The serious expression on his face captivated me in a way I had never experienced before, which only added to the plaguing emotions that were wreaking havoc between us.
I waited on pins and needles, desperately wanting to know what happened to them.
He didn’t make me wait too long, divulging, “The only thing I remember before the crash was watching them ride off into the sunset. My mom was on the back of my dad’s street bike while I was in the car behind them. The chauffeur was driving me as we followed them. It started raining, pouring like it was tonight. I don’t know how long we drove in the storm because it all happened so fast. One minute they were in front of us, the next my dad lost control of his bike. I blinked, and the bike flipped three times until it finally stopped.”
I didn’t move.
I was barely breathing.
Not wanting to distract him from sharing this with me.
“Our driver slammed on his brakes, ordering me to stay in the car before he ran to them. They weren’t moving. The cop said they died instantly. They shouldn’t have been in any pain.”
“Tristian…”
"I watched them die in front of me, and all I kept thinking was how did he lose control. He knew everything about street bikes. I didn’t understand until tonight. I’m sorry, Belle. I didn’t want to realize it with you on the back of his bike.”
His eyes were getting glossy, though he fought back the tears.
“After that, I became obsessed with motorcycles. Wanting to know everything he did. If my grandfather knew I was into street bikes like his son was, I don’t know what he’d do. He hates them. Arguing they are nothing but death traps.”
“I can understand that.”
“It makes me feel closer to them, kitten. That’s why I ride. It’s the only time I can feel them with me.”
“Yeah, I understand that too.”
“I’ve never told anyone this.”
I smiled a little. “Thank you for telling me.”
He nodded with so much sadness in his gaze. I couldn’t take it anymore. It hurt too much to look at him.
“Do you trust me?”
He nodded again.
I didn’t think twice about it, I stood and went right into my bathroom and grabbed a few towels before I made my way back to him.
He looked at me with curiosity. “What are you doing?”
“I’m helping you the only way I know how.” Reaching for his arm, I placed it over my shoulders. “Come on.”
“Where are we going?”
“Not far. Just out to my balcony.”
“It’s still pouring out.”
“I know. That’s the point.”
We stood.
“Just trust me, okay? I know what I’m doing.”
