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Revving the engine, my bike took off as her arms tightened around me. It irked me to have her on the back of my bike, as if it was where she naturally belonged. It felt wrong, but oh, so right. Riding, with no end in sight, I didn’t know where I was going. All I knew was that I needed the wind in my face, the freedom of the open road,and yes, her on the back of my bike with me.
It was a strange feeling. After so long, to have someone riding with me, holding me tightly as I took curve after curve. It felt natural, almost as if everything was once again right in this fucked up world.
Seeing the lake up ahead, I slowed my bike.
If I couldn’t keep her away from me, then maybe if she met some kids her own age, she would want to spend time with them. The lake was always a hotbed for teenage kids.
I was willing to try anything.
Pulling into a parking spot. I cut the engine and waited as she stayed glued to my back. Lightly touching her hands, I tapped her fingers twice before she released me and got off my bike.
Following, I walked her towards the lake.
Only there was no one here.
Shit.
Looking around, I remembered reading in the Rosewood Gazette that there was a high school football game tonight.
Damn it. How could I forget?
It was fall.
Football season.
Of Course. All the kids would be at the game.
“It’s beautiful here,” she whispered, looking out towards the lake tugging her sweater around her. “Why did you bring me here?”
“Thought you could meet some kids your own age.”
“I see,” she whispered, walking further towards the lake.
Following her, I said nothing, as my eyes never left her.
She was beautiful under the moonlight.
Almost ethereal looking.
“I never had many friends in school. Those who were, had a hard time understanding me. They weren’t like me. I didn’t care for pep rallies, football games, dances, anything a normal teenager cared about. I was the only one in high school who didn’t have a phone. Did you know that?”
“How is that possible? Everyone has a phone.”
She smirked, never taking her eyes off the dark water. “So, it would be impossible for me to have an Instagram account, or Facebook for that matter, because that stuff never interested me.”
I flinched at that, remembering how I blamed her for chatting it up on social media instead of watching her brother.
“What I cared about was my family. I loved being the daughter of a Marine Gunnery Seargent and I loved being around my mother. When Cameron was born and I saw him for the first time, something inside me clicked. I just knew.”
“Knew what?”
Skylar Rose turned to look at me and smiled. “What I wanted to be when I grew up. I wanted to be a mom.”
“You never wanted to go to college?”
“No,” she whispered, shaking her head. “That was my mother’s dream, not mine.”
“I’ve heard you play the piano, Skylar Rose. You are very talented. You could go to Juilliard. You are that good.”
