Chapter 6 - The biker knight (1/2)

Makena grew up with a single parent, lacking half the parental love has toughened her up. However, no part of her life experiences ever made her ready to face a knife at 17 years of age.

Despair wrecked the mind of this bold little girl. She stopped believing in miracles, she never bought into the idea of heroic knights as a child, but just this once she hoped things were different.

As if the smidgen of hope is to be mutilated into pieces by reality, the steel knife grew bigger in her eyes as it neared her exquisite face.

Almost when Makena completely lost hope, the impact happened proving her that in life...

...miracles do happen.

[BANG] A motorcycle rammed into the tubby bully that was holding up Joab. The bike slowed down to a halt as the fatso caught stuck on the front of the bike and kept scraping the road until standstill.

The fatty squealed like a pig being crashed and scrapped on, making the lanky punk and every one freeze up on the scene. Seeing the knife stop inches before her face, Makena felt everything that happened was unreal, more than fear towards the knife, Makena is curious of the fellow who crashed into the bully trio's little event.

”Darby, what the fuck man?! You said holding the brake stops the ride. I have to crash land into this pig to save my precious life,” shouted the male rider as he was busy unbuckling his helmet.

With a bitter smile, the guy riding pillion, presumably Darby, patiently explained, ”Big brother, you held onto the clutch, the brake is on the other side, besides you should use the rear brake first, which is on your foot.”

Still unsuccessful at undoing his helmet, the male rider was annoyed with his poor motorcycle skills. Therefore, he continued to give Darby a hard time, ignoring the trio as he continued his tirade.

The other bully who was holding onto Joab could not tolerate being ignored anymore.

”You gotta be fucking kidding me if you are going to talk things off as nothing happened,” screamed the third bully, who happens to be a muscle head.

His big build always makes school kids intimidated. Thus, he was the cockiest amongst the bully trio.

The already fuming male rider, ripped the helmet lock with his bare hands, making Darby and the knife-wielding punk speechless at the scene. He removes his helmet letting people on the scene see his face for the first time.

For Makeena, it is as if she has seen her Knight, but instead of shining armor, he is wearing a skull painted helmet. She was immediately smitten over the high fade punk hairdo and the sharp masculine feature of the unveiled face.

”Hey Darby, what is this pipsqueak is talking about?” said the male rider not sparing a single look at the muscle head.

”Oh, they are some kids trying to play baddies on the street Brother Chuck.”

”...hmm? Who the fuck are you calling your brother?”

Frightened over the displeasure of Chuck, Darby quickly slapped himself and spoke with a shaky voice.

”I am sorry Big Brother Chuck, I spoke without thinking. Please overlook this little brother's transgression,” anxiously apologized Darby.

Meanwhile, Chuck calmly took a cigarette from the pocket of Darby and leisurely lit it, all the while coldly looking at the bitter face of Darby.