Call for a Good Time

Chapter 13

Beth was ecstatic as she drove down the highway. The bike purred like a tiger underneath her and the wind wrapped around her. She could drown out everything. Daryl and Merle had both been nervous when she'd left the house alone. They wanted to go with her just in case something happened but she'd managed to talk them out of it. She pulled off the highway and down some sides streets, testing herself when she heard the sirens and saw the flashing lights in her mirror. She doubled checked to make sure she wasn't speeding. She wasn't. She groaned as she pulled over and cut the engine, taking her helmet off and waited. She saw him walk up in her mirror and her heart started thrumming in her chest. Of course it was him. Who else would it be?

She looked at Shane as he stepped up beside her. "Can you step off the bike?" he asked.

Her nerves were going crazy. "You want to tell me why?" she asked. He had no reason to ask her to do that.

"Just step off the bike, Beth." Nervously she kicked the stand down and climbed off. "Step over to the car." Beth bit her lip as she followed him over to the car. "Hands on the hood."

"What is this all about?"

Shane didn't answer. He grabbed one of her wrists and slammed her down on the hood of the car. She gasped, her vision swimming when her head hit. She heard Shane chuckle darkly behind her as he bent over her body, pinning her to the car with his hips. "You're a naughty little thing, aren't you?" She felt his free hand on her thigh, slowly trailing up, cupping her through her leather. "I bet you're wild in bed."

"Shane, let me go," she whispered, trying to get away from him. They were on an empty street, if she didn't get him off of her, there would be no one to stop him, no one to witness what he was doing to her.

"Not yet," he answered her. He pushed his hand into her and groaned in her ear. "Do I make you wet?" he asked. "I bet I do." Beth tried to get away from him again but in her position she had no leverage. "Why don't you come with me? I'll show you what a real man is like. I bet you're a million times better than Amy."

"I'll scream," she warned.

He just laughed. "Good, I love screamers." He bit her earlobe and pulled back on it, making her whimper. "I saw you in the shower the other day," he told her. "You've got a hot little body, and that tattoo? That's sexy as hell."

Beth's eyes widened. "You sent the letter."

He chuckled. "That's right." His voice turned dark, dangerous. "And you didn't listen did you?" He growled, his hand fisting her hair and pulling her head back painfully. "This is your last chance. Leave the Dixons and come to me, or I'm going to kill them." He slowly eased off of her body and crossed his arms. Beth slowly stood up and watched him get back in his car and speed away.

She was shaking as she ran back to her bike and pulled her purse off of the compartment, digging around for the card Rick had given her. She quickly dialed his number. "Hello?"

"Rick? It's Beth."

"What's wrong?"

"I uhm…I can't…I don't…" God, she couldn't even say it. "I need you to come find me." She gave him her location and he promised he'd be right there. He had been reluctant when she told him she didn't want Shane there, but he finally conceded. As soon as she hung up she sent a text to Daryl, telling him where she was and to come get her.

Rick showed up first which didn't surprise her. "Beth?" he asked, getting out of the car. "What happened?" She started to explain what Shane did, everything he'd done to her since they'd met, about the letter. She was just finishing when Daryl and Merle pulled up. "Can you come down to the station and give me an official statement?" Rick asked, eyeing the boys as they walked up behind her, crossing their arms, ever her protectors.

Beth nodded her head. "Yeah I can do that." Rick nodded and got back into his car. Beth turned and looked at Daryl and Merle, quickly explaining what had happened. "I didn't know what else to do."

Daryl pulled her into him. "It's okay baby." He kissed her head and looked at Merle. "C'mon, we'll take you to the station, you'll give your statement, then we'll go home." Beth nodded and let them lead her back to her bike. They rode to the station, Beth sandwiched between Daryl and Merle the whole way to the station. Thankfully, they didn't run into Shane, until they were leaving. The captain had looked over her report when she'd finished with it and ordered Rick to arrest Shane. He swore at her, calling her every name in the book as Daryl and Merle led her out of the station.

Beth looked up at Daryl when they walked into the house. "Who's Amy?" she asked. She saw both of them tense at the mention of the girl's name. "Shane said he bet I'd be better than her. Who is she?" If they knew what the hell he was talking about she needed to know.

Daryl sighed and sat on the couch rubbing his face. "She was a friend. Her sister wasn't around much, and she liked to hang out at the shop when her dad didn't have her fishing. She was a sweet little thing." Beth sat beside Daryl as she listened to the story. "One day she came to the shop with a busted up face. She said her boyfriend did it. We didn't find out it was Shane until it was too late. He was psychotic. He was obsessed with her, hated that she hung around with us."

"He killed her because he was so jealous," Merle added.

Beth let that sink in as she stared at her lap. "Why isn't he in jail?"

Daryl huffed and put his arm around her. "The cops couldn't prove it was him. They didn't have any proof." He kissed her head. "Now they do, they have your statement."

"Is it enough?" she asked, looking up at him. She was really nervous now.

"Yes." Daryl and Merle both assured her. She sighed and nodded her head, but it did nothing to help her nerves. She couldn't understand why they would keep Shane on the force if they thought he might have killed someone. They might not have been able to arrest him, but why keep him around? She really hoped Merle and Daryl were right and the chaos with Shane was over.