The small group urged me on. Why were my friends doing this to me? This is peer pressure. Inari sat silent on his big kawasaki, watching the scene with amused eyes,
“Come nuh?” He said with a hint of mischief.

“Tonnerre is ready to leave,” I made an excuse to appease my mind.

“I’m not,” She denied.

“Fine” I said still sounding unsure, with my mind already set I willingly handed Djemar my handbag.

Rythme stood beside me in case I needed assistance. I slid over the back of the bike, placing one foot at a time on the small pedals, wrapping my arms firmly around Inari’s waist, resting my head on his back turning it slightly. He smelt like coffee, earthy yet sweet. My heart started to beat even faster when he revved the engine and lurched forward.

“Don’t go too fast” I pleaded.

“Just relax” he replied with a chuckle.

Cold wind whirled by us, nothing but the bike engine could be heard roaring through the night. I became nervous again when he had to turn to go back.

“Just relax,” he said.

I bet he could feel the nervous energy rolling off me. I physically tried to relax, firm grip still in place, I coaxed my heart to slow down. He raced up the road, gradually getting faster, faster than when he was coming down the road. I breathed easier, enjoying the feeling of the wind caressing my face. It ended all too quickly when he pulled to a smooth stop in front of our friends. A small laugh escaped from my mouth, I had to do that again. Rythme came over to help me off.

“She a shake yuh fuck” he exclaimed.

“No I’m not!”

Stepping on the left pedal I swung my right foot around and hopped off. They laughed in response. I retrieved my belongings tuning back into the group conversation. Inari walked over placing his hand on my lower back, he whispered

“Did you enjoy the ride?”

“Fifty years from now, when you’re looking back at your life, don’t you want to be able to say you had the guts to get in the car?” – Transformers (2007)

I wrote this scene a while back, and I hope you could understand it because I didn’t have the time to translate the Patois to English.

Friday Fiction with Ronovan Writes #13

Featured image from Cycle World.