Finn- Double
I fooking hated it.
Hated the entire ride back, in fact I had never hated being on the open road more. It wasn’t just being apart from her although that was a massive part of it.
Mostly it was the thought of her riding with Juice. I couldn’t stand the thought of her right little body pressed up against his back or her arms around his waist. I knew it was stupid, childish even but I didn’t care.
I never wanted to see her ride off into the distance with another man. Not ever a fooking again.
I had pushed myself and my bike hard and my back cracked ominously when I finally slid from it in the relative safety of the walled and gated yard.
I had never been so glad to be home in my entire life. I could see juices bike in the corner , and the arsehole himself standing over
