Chapter 5- Rider

Chapter 5

Rider

I was driving on my bike with my father’s address in my mind. My cell kept ringing, I assumed it was my dad, trying to get me to come back home.

I was about 40 minutes into the drive when I had an odd feeling in my gut telling me to pull over. I found a safe place to pull over and signalled, letting the car behind me know what my plan was. It was dark now, I looked at my cell to see what time it was, 9:15. I noticed 6 missed calls from my dad and a voicemail. I clicked ‘call’ and called him back.

“Rider, where the fuck are you?” he yelled down the phone.

“On my way to see him.” I answered.

He let out a long sigh. “For fucks sake son, you shouldn’t have gone alone. I need to be there.” He told me.

“I’ll be there soon, so I’m not turning around now.” I argued.

“I understand. Be careful and ca