Page 49 of The Biker's Virgin
“I can’t let you do that.” Maddie blocked Olivia’s path.
“Get out of my way Maddie.”
“No.”
“Get the fuck out of my way!” Olivia screamed, her eyes wild and her hands bunched into fists. She pushed Maddie’s shoulders as hard as she could and Maddie fell to the floor, unprepared for a physical attack. Olivia appeared to have hulk-like superhuman strength.
Olivia ran past Maddie, grabbed the car keys out of the pottery bowl by the door and screeched the car out of the driveway.
Maddie sat up, and rubbed her lower back. Olivia had pushed her right into the baseboard and the bruise had already started to form. Maddie was stunned by her sister’s crazy state and frantically tried to figure out what to do next. She ran to the kitchen to find her phone, which had been one of the victims of the kitchen table incident. She flipped it over saw spiderlike cracks across the screen. She held her breath as she tried to get her phone to work. She needed help. Olivia was going to do something very bad, something that she would regret the rest of her life, and Maddie needed to stop it.
She bolted to her room to get dressed. If she didn’t have a phone or a car, she was going to have to run to her dad’s work to get him. She cursed the fact that she didn’t know any phone numbers off the top of her head anymore, damn cellphones. She planned to ask the neighbors, Phil and Nancy, to borrow their car. She hastily wiped last night’s makeup off her face, grabbed her fringed purse and bounded down the stairs. As she reached the front door she heard the unmistakable sound of a Harley as it rumbled up the street.
