I was about three blocks from Jessie's house when I heard the first motorcycle. Only a few days ago, I would have been running away from that noise. Well, maybe it was more than a few. I really didn't know what day it was.
A motorcycle rounded the corner. It came right for me. I stopped as I watched it come to me. I had a moment of terror then remembered Mr. Kline could be right behind me. I would take this form of punishment one hundred times over. I didn't care if they changed their minds and beat the s**t out of me. Anything was better than what I'd just been through.
The motorcycle stopped. Cole removed his helmet.
"Beloved, you're okay."
I nodded. A deep appreciation struck me. Someone was actually glad I was okay. Someone noticed I was missing. I fought back the tears and failed
