The Bite of The Moon

Chapter 3

                My body tore across the rocky earth, as my shoulder collided with the dusty ground. Hitting the ground with so much momentum, my body twisted into a loose spiral as I continued to summersault across the desert ground. The momentum of my body decreased until I had become still. My shoulder throbbed as I struggled to get air flow to my lungs.

                I landed with my eyes focused on the cloudless sky above me, when I felt a massive weight descended upon my chest. Opening my mouth, I screamed in agony as I felt tears brim my eyes. My eyes blurred as my chest constricted to the point I was gasping for air to re-fill my lungs.

                When the blurriness cleared up enough to see the weight resting on my chest, my eyes defined the fuzzy outline of my motorcycle that now lay on top of me.

                I heard Emma’s distance voice; “Viv, Viv are you okay?” I heard panicked voice as she kneeled down to inspect me. “Can you hear me?” I couldn’t move my head it held the weight of the moon; I was still waiting for oxygen to refill my lungs. I felt like I was underneath the ice with no way to get air, my fingertips tingled from the lack of air as my eyes fogged over. On the brink of sub consciousness and consciousness I felt the weight slowly minimize as I opened my eyes to see a blurred image of Emma’s face going red with exertion as she slowly pulled the bike off.

                When I heard the clatter of the bike land on the ground, I gasped for breath for the third time. The cool oxygenated air rushed to my lungs as I inhaled finding the strength to open my eyes. “Uhhhhhhh,” I groan as I try to roll over, but a sharp pain in my chest and shoulder stopped me.

                “Oh thank God you’re alright I thought you died for a second there. My parents would’ve killed me,” she mutters to herself. Stray hairs draped across her face from removing her helmet to help me. “Vivian are you okay, I saw you fall, more like flew off your bike and I came back here as fast I could. When you screamed I thought you had died. You scared me senseless don’t ever do that again.” She studied me carefully looking over my body to see if she could find any visible wounds. I felt her touch my fingers, “can you feel this,” she asked. I did a slight nod as I felt the pads of her fingers touch my hand. She asked me, “Can you move your fingers for me?” I rolled my eyes at my friend who is playing nurse; I would’ve laughed if it didn’t feel like I had an elephant sitting on my chest. I moved my fingers in an irritating way, as I saw a look of relief wash over her face. “Thank God you’re not paralyzed,” she gasped in relief.

                “Shut up,” I groan. Trying to pivot my body to a position I could stand back up in, I felt a pain from my chest shot through my body causing me to gasp in pain.

                “Viv stop moving you idiot, your only causing yourself pain,” Emma chided narrowing her eyes at me. “Where does it hurt?”

                “My… chest a..nd my shou..lder,” I gasped out. Talking only made my test tighten increasing my misery. Emma touched my shoulder, as I shriveled back, “Dumbass that hurts,” I hissed through gritted teeth.

                “Sorry.” Emma then lightly touched my ribs to see where the problem was at. She then gingerly touched my left side poking me across my ribs. I let out a gasp of shock as pain erupted all over my left side like continuously being shot with a Beebe gun at point blank range. I bit my lip to keep myself from  yelping out.

                “Well this is just great.” She stands up wiping her hands on her pants a pained expression etches onto her face. “It looks like you have dislocated your shoulder and bruised your ribs on the left side of your body. Not to mention you have scrapes littering your body,” she sighs running her fingers through her tangled hair that. She took out her cell phone and grabbed mine when she found it. “Shit. There is no cell service.” She then looked at me in the eyes, “I have to head back for help, and you are not in any condition to ride back with me. You will only injure yourself further.” What is she thinking?