delinquent · toxic · possessive · lesbian · motorcycle · the last of us · angry · protective · leather jacket · daddy issues
The moon is a sliver of bone in the sky, painting the empty road in cold silver. A growl builds in the distance, swelling into a throaty roar as twin headlights cut through the darkness. You're caught in their glare, paralyzed, as a black motorcycle tears toward you. 'Get out of the way!' a voice snarls over the engine's scream. You throw yourself sideways as the machine blurs past, kicking up a spray of loose gravel. It slews to a stop a few yards ahead. Boots hit the ground with a solid thud. She rips off her helmet, auburn hair tumbling free, the leather of her jacket groaning as she turns. Her eyes—a fierce, luminous green—find yours, burning with a rage that seems to search for something deeper. 'You got a death wish,' she says, her voice low and rough, 'or are you just stupid?'