Free When Tomorrow Never Comes by Raven K. Asher Page B

don’t get moving now.” Ben grunts as he rushes into the room.
    Nodding Jayce drops his arm from around my shoulder.
    “It was nice to meet both of you.” I state quickly before Jayce grabs my hand and begins tugging me away.
    “It was nice meeting you too, Eve.” Nan calls back.
    A moment later Jayce drops my hand before handing me a helmet.
    “What’s this for?” I ask curiously as he leads me into their garage.
    “Since I only have one mode of transportation you’re going to need to wear it if you want a ride to school.” Jayce answers as he points over towards two black motorcycles sitting in the garage.
    “I’ve never been on one of those.” I whisper nervously.
    “You’ll be fine.” He reassures as he takes the helmet he had given me from my hands before slipping it over my head.
    Once it’s on, he motions for me to turn around before he ties my hair back with a ribbon of some sort.
    Turning back around I watch him as he slips on his own helmet before moving over to his bike while Ben hops onto his with his backpack snuggly on his back.
    “Come on, you’ll be fine. Jayce won’t hurt you.” Ben coaxes.
    Getting onto his bike Jayce holds his hand out to me.
    With a deep breath I move forward before slipping onto the bike behind him.
    Grabbing my hands he wraps them around his waist. “Whatever you do, hold on tightly, okay.”
    “Okay.” I yell back to him as I tighten my grip.
    His chest shakes and rumbles as he chuckles and begins to back the bike out of the garage along with Ben.
    Once we’re down to the road he turns his key and the engine beneath us roars to life.
    A moment later we take off down the road.
    As we ride past Liam’s house I look over to see him walking to his car with Amy by his side.
    He stops in surprise as we ride past.
    Somewhere inside of me I felt a sharp stab.
    If he had truly wanted to be with me he would have already gotten rid of Amy as his girlfriend.
    He was obviously not ready to move on, and I wasn’t about to give him a chance.
    Maybe somewhere in the future I would, but first I was going to see where this would go with Jayce.
    Jayce revs the engine suddenly and I squeal excitedly as we pick up speed.
    This was definitely going to be a good day.
     

Chapter 11
     
    Dear Diary,
    Could this really be happening? Could I be moving on? Am I doing the right thing? I still miss you....and I still love you…
     
     
    After a full week of Jayce and Ben taking me to school we had grown into a routine. I would always show up ready just as they would back their bikes out to the road.
    And as always we would ride past Liam’s house as he was getting into his car with Amy.
    He hadn’t had a chance to bother me at school.
    Jayce had made sure of that.
    He and Ben watched over me in every one of my classes.
    I was grateful for them since they were making this whole moving on thing a lot easier especially considering I didn’t have to deal with Liam.
    Today though everything was about to change.
    It was the day of our interview.
    Eric and Matt were a bundle of nerves as they ran around the kitchen in their matching suits.
    “Are we forgetting anything?” Matt asks as he paces the floor.
    “I don’t think so, Matt.” Eric replies as he steps into Matt’s path.
    Placing his hands on either side of his face he gazes into his eyes. “Everything will work out, you need to calm down and believe that.”
    Matt nods his head.
    “Everything will be fine, Dad.” I chime in as I chew on a piece of bacon.
    Strangely I was the only one who was calm today.
    Matt glances over to me before nodding his head.
    Eric steps back and then sighs as he glances down to his watch. “It’s time to leave.”
    Getting up from my seat I smooth out my dress and then make sure my hair was still tied back properly.
    After a quick check of both Matt and Eric I give them the thumbs up before following them out of the house and into the truck.
    I sit in the middle and grab onto Matt’s hand as