Bike Lover

              Clay pounded into his wife panting and struggling to breathe. He loved her so much and she felt so good. She moaned loudly and Clay thrusted into her hard. 

"I'm gonna cum!" Clay moaned and struggled to get out

He released into her and took the condom off, throwing it into the small trash bin next to his bed.

 "I love you so much"

"I love you too, clay" The metal faced woman said

                He cradled his bike and whispered sweet nothings into her handles. They married two years ago after Hannah's death. Things were tough until they met. Clay was so happy after meeting her in the bike store and she never felt alone, despite her sleeping out in the garage most nights. They decided to date and hit it off pretty well. Then after a very long time, married each other. They've never been sad since.

"I'm exhausted" the bike said,

"I am too babe.. do you want to sleep?"

"Yeah.. I think I will. Wake me up if you want to go anywhere,"

"Will do"

                They fell asleep in each others arms. It was a sweet bliss. Clay's hand was wrapped around her seat. The bike's handles rested on his face. Clay's parents weren't very accepting at first because they only saw her as a bike at first, but they eventually came around. They still found the marriage strange though.

              The bike woke up to being thrown against the wall. Clay was pissed like always. If they weren't banging, he was mad and demanding and controlling. He's been this way since Hannah died. And honestly, Bike wasn't too happy that he was still hung up on her. But then again, they were best friends and he lost someone irreplaceable.

"CLAY PLEASE STOP!!" She screamed,

"NO I FUCKING HATE YOU, YOU WORTHLESS BITCH!"

"YOU'RE JUST MADE BABE, PLEASE LETS TALK!"

"I DON'T WANT TO TALK TO A METAL BIKE!" Clay yelled as he threw her again, this time onto the floor and started punching her.

"PLEASE CLAY, IT HURTS"

"I DON'T CARE. GET USED TO IT DUMB BITCH!"

"CALM DOWN"

"NO" He screamed

             Bike got up and sped out the house down the road. Tears streaming down her face as she rode fast. She was scared, hurt, and broken. She was mostly happy around him, but she got scared sometimes. She knew it wasn't a healthy relationship but she couldn't help but stay with him.

                Bike finally got to a cliff. She stared off into nothingness. Maybe I'd be better off dead... She thought. She went backwards and sped forward off the edge. Screaming into the abyss. She felt free and relieved of everything. Then she saw bike heaven and cried. 

"I ALWAYS KNEW I WAS A GOOD BIKE!! HELLO BIKE GOD!!" Bike shouted up to the white light, and floated up and away.