He isn't human

Chapter 5: Biker guy

Biker guy p.o.v.

I turned to the woman walking alongside the road and asked her: “If you aren't to afraid to ride with a stranger and on a motorcycle?”

When I had my helmet taken off, I finally had a good view to see her without the darkning effect of my helmet visor. And what could I say she was one heck of a beautifull lady. If it wasn't for the fact of me sitting on my motor I would have fallen over.

Suddenly I saw her eyes widen for a few seconds and then they closed. Suddenly she fell down to the ground. What did I do? I asked myself as I jumped from my bike to her. I put my fingers to her neck. Check pulse. Her chest went up and down. Check breathing.

“What do I do now?” I couldn't take her to the hospital on my bike. I took my mobile out of my pocket.

Just my luck, it was dead.

I took of my jacket and wrapped it around her. I had a gut feeling there weren't anymore people driving on this road soon.

I went back to my bike and took out the blanket that was in there together with some camping gear.

I put the blanket on the ground and laid her on it. She was like a feather, she didn't weigh a thing. Boss didn't tell me humans were so light.

I unpacked the rest of my camping gear and set up the tent. I went into the woods to collect some sticks for a fire. When I was back she was still sleeping.

I put her in the tent and tried to light up the fire. It wouldn't on the normal way with lucifers. It had to be done. I said some magic words and the fire immediatly lighted up.

I went back to the girl. I couldn't help it and touched her face. She looked so pale but on a beautifull way and her lips weren't too small neither too big, they were perfect. So kissable, I leant towards her. Twelve inches apart. Seven inches. Three. One. Almost.

Ah, no, I couldn't kiss an unconsious girl.

“No, dont hurt me, I did not mean to upset you.” I looked back at her. Did she just speak?

“Why are you so mean?” Yes, there she did it again. She looked sad and hurt.

“Don't drive away Klaus...” What happened to the girl?

“I like your bike.” Was she talking about mine?

“No, I don't hate bikes, my daddy used to drive with me before he changed.” She WAS talking about me, or should I say to me.

And there was the sad look again. A tear rolled down from her eye. I wiped it away with my thumb.

She stirred in her sleep, I went comletely still.

She went to sleep peacefully again. I let out a breath I didn't know I was holding in.

Big mistake, she seemed to hear. A moment later her eyes fluttered open.

She opened her mouth to scream but I quickly put my hand over her mouth.

“No need to be afraid. I will not hurt you.”

Only then I seemed to smell the angel.