I wake up and look at the clock. It's about seven thirty. I looked around trying to remember where I am. Then it all comes back to me. I'm in a hotel in Sugarcreek, Ohio on my way back to Georgia. I get out of bed and decide to take a shower before I leave. After I get out of the shower I throw on my usual attire consisting of a cami (today it's a maroon colored one), black jeans, biker boots, and the leather jacket my mama gave me. I exit my room and head outside. It's a nice day the sun is still working its way into the sky and the traffic is light. I walked over to my bike (a black honda shadow). I get on my bike, start it up and head for this little diner near the highway. When I get there I shut my bike off and head inside. I sit down at a table with only two chairs by the window. The waiter comes over."Hello and welcome to the Honey Bee Cafe. Would you like a menu?" he asks.
"Yes please sir." I responded. He handed me a menu and walked away giving me some time to decide what I would like to eat. Once I had ordered my food I looked at the tv right now the weather is on. 'At least the weather is going to be decent' I think to myself. The waiter comes over with my food and my coffee. "Thank you" I say as the news changes from weather to quite a disturbing story.
"And a new story..." the news reporter starts. "All over the US we are getting reports of an illness causing people to go mad and eat other people. People are beginning to call them zombies."
"Oh my..." I say before taking a sip of my coffee. Then the waiter pipes up.
"Yeah, crazy, people going insane and eating each other alive? Sounds like a monster movie to me."
"Sure does sir." I say as he walks away to tend to the other customers. I turn my attention to my food. Just as I finish my food and receive a refill on coffee a low rumble catches my ears. I look out the window and see another motorcycle pull in and park. The rumbling from the bike was strong enough to slightly shake the glass while it was next to it. "Would you look at that ride." I say to myself as the rider gets off his bike and puts on an army cap. He comes into the restaurant, sits down at the bar and orders some food. I got up from my seat and walked over to him. "Excuse me sir." I say. He looks at me for a moment
"Yes? What do you want?" he asks.
"I just wanted to tell you that I like your bike." I say as I tuck my hands into the pockets of my jeans.
"Thanks, you have one?" he asks.
"Yes sir... I have myself a honda shadow." I tell him.
"Nice ride." He says before taking a sip of his coffee, looking at the tv and shaking his head.
"Seems like the world's gone mad huh." I said.
"Nope, it's always been mad, now it's going insane." he said.
"I'm Olivianne by the way." I said.
"Jack." he says with a nod.
"It's nice to meet you." I say as I offered him my hand.
"Likewise." he responds as he takes it in his, which is like twice the size of mine. When his hand touches mine fireworks go off in my mind. I look into his mesmerizing green eyes captivated by them.
"Where you heading?" I ask him.
"Anywhere, just taking in the sights, you?"
"I'm heading home"
"Where is home if I may ask"
"It's a little horse ranch in Savannah, Georgia. I haven't been there since my mama died ten years ago."
"And where have you been? You look a little young to be out on your own for ten years." He says.
"I went to live in San Antonio, Texas with my aunt."
"Ah and now you're heading back?"
"Yeah... I woulda been able to stay there if my pa was around. I wonder if sue's taken care of my horses like she promised... god I miss em." I paused there thinking. "You could tag along if you'd like the scenery is really pretty."
"Look it was nice to meet you bu-" he starts but his sentence was cut short when a gunshot goes off he grabs me and pulls me down trapping me between the bar and him. We stay there for a little while so close we are touching. I find myself placing my hands against his muscular chest absorbing the heat radiating off his body. After a little while longer he checked our surroundings then looked at me. "Sorry force of habit" he stands up and helps me up.
"That's al...." I start as I look up at him. Then a man comes in holding his arm
"Fucker bit me! Josh just fuckin' bit me! He went insane and tried to eat me!" he exclaims.
"Oh my..." I say then I take a calming breath. "It looks like whatever is happening has found its way here." I add. The man falls to his knees then on to his face. The waiter who served me goes over to him and rolls him over and wraps the bite with some towels.
"Someone call an ambulance!" he yells as he goes back to tending to the man's arm but the man was already gone. All of a sudden the man grabs the waiter and pulls him towards his mouth and takes a bite out of the waiters throat. The waiter screams until his scream is choked by the sound of the waiter gurgling his blood. Then the waiter goes dead silent.
"Oh my lord." I said before the man gets up and decides to go for the young couple over in the corner. Everyone starts to scream and go for the exit. Jack grabs my hand and pulls me towards the door. Something about his touch makes me feel complete. He pushes me towards my bike.
"START IT UP AND LET'S GET OUT OF HERE!" he yells as he hops on his bike and starts it. I start my bike and meet him by the road.
"FOLLOW ME!" I yelled over the bike motors and then took off with him right behind me. We ride through town seeing more scenes like the one we had just witnessed in the diner. Once we get on the highway everything calms down. We ride for about four hours. I notice I'm getting low on gas and look up to see the exit for the town Holly lives in and decide to pull off and get some gas. I signal jack to follow and he does.
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Jack And Olivianne
FantasyOlivianne is a 5'6" tall 24 year old woman trying to make her way back to her family's ranch after 10 years of being away because of her mother passing. Jack is a 6' tall 30 year old ex military man who's just traveling the country trying to find th...