Page 32 of Spike (Iron Thunder MC 5)
We were on the bike again. This time, it wasn’t as difficult to stop thinking about Sabrina’s body wrapped around mine. She was in real danger and I didn’t have the full story. I didn’t even know what or who I was supposed to keep her safe from. All I knew was that her life had been threatened and I had to get her away from her house.
“Where are you taking me?” she shouted over the roar of the bike’s engine. For a while, as we rode, I didn’t know where we would go. I needed to find her a place I was familiar with. Somewhere I could keep a strict surveillance on.
I didn’t reply to her question till we finally got to the apartment building downtown.
“Where are we?” she asked as she got off the bike.
“It’s my place. I have an apartment here. You’ll be safe,” I said.
Sabrina looked up. I could see her gulping nervously, pushing the lump down her throat. She wasn’t sure. She wasn’t sure about anything.
“Spike, you have to tell me what’s going on. Please.”
I grabbed her elbow lightly again.
“Come on, we need to get you inside,” I said.
She followed my lead all the way up the stairs to my apartment. She watched in silence as I unlocked the door and we went in. When I locked the door behind us, she turned to face me again.
“Don’t you think I have a right to know what’s going on? You ordered me to leave my home. Come here with you. There was a threatening note in my room. My window was smashed. But you still won’t tell me what’s actually going on.”
I walked past her to the fridge in the corner of the kitchen area. Sabrina was following me with her eyes.
“How much danger am I really in?” she hissed.
I needed a drink. I pulled out two cans of beer. I threw one in her direction and she fumbled a little as she caught it. She watched, fuming, as I popped the can open. She didn’t do anything with hers.
“This is unfair. This is crazy. You won’t tell me anything. Daddy won’t tell me anything. It’s as if I have no control over my life. It’s not even my own!” she cried out.
She threw the can of beer to the floor and covered her face with her hands. I was in the middle of taking a sip of my drink but now I had to lower it.
For fuck’s sake!
If she cried…if she had actual tears, I knew that would be the end of me. I did not want to see her cry. I’d give anything to have her not cry.
“Sabrina!” I almost shouted her name. She looked up at me with red, swollen eyes. Any moment now, there were going to be tears rolling down her cheeks.
“I’m going to keep you safe; you believe me, don’t you?” I said.She was staring at me as if she didn’t believe a word I said.
“I want to know the truth,” she finally replied. Her eyes were blazing hot, her palms clenched in tight fists by her sides. If she had horns, she would have pointed them at me right now.
It was as if every frustration and anger she had ever experienced in her life, she was now directing at me.
I got it. She wanted some answers. Too much had been kept from her, probably all her life.
“I don’t have the truth for you, Sabrina,” I replied.
She rolled her eyes and shook her head.
“Why did Daddy hire you? What is the job you’re supposed to be doing?”
“I’m supposed to keep you safe from whatever danger you encounter. Including threats. I don’t know the details of what is going on,” I replied. It was the truth.
“But there is something going on, right? You weren’t just hired to keep a casual eye on me. To keep me out of trouble.”
I said nothing. She rolled her eyes again as if she was frustrated with me.
“I just wish he would tell me what he’s gotten himself into, so I know what to expect.”
“Maybe he didn’t want to worry you,” I tried. I just didn’t want her to burst into tears.
Sabrina glared at me as if I’d stung her with my words.
“Are you seriously going to take my father’s side now? You think he’s right in what he’s doing? And now he’s just disappeared. When he knew all along that my life is in actual danger this time. He’s gone!”
“He will be back and I’m going to get to the bottom of this,” I growled.
Sabrina shook her head.
“I never should have come back here. I should have stayed in Paris. I shouldn't have run away from there.”
I took a step toward her and she looked at me as if she was burnt. Her eyes were red. I wanted to pull her into my arms and make her see I would not let anything happen to her.
