The Improbable (2 page)

DAVID
 

The
Wolf

Struts
resilient and reigns the world around

Cold-hearted
and single-minded ‘til the moon comes to astound

A
flare of hope in the midst of dusk, the moon it does gleam bright

The
wolf forever stops to adore the enamoring light of the night

Vulnerable
to
it’s
beauty, paralyzed by
its power, this is the wolf’s only weakness

It
wants to be so close to the moon it howls out all of its secrets

The
moon stands to be the only one that can cause the wolf to cry

It
howls out, ‘I’ll be with you my love and the odds we will defy!’

2.
Savior

A
fter
just getting out of an all-male, police-training academy, she was the first
woman to completely
dominate
my attention. Though there were women in
the party who attempted, she defeated them all without even trying.

In
the few days that I’d been in town, I had seen her face before in the
papers…but not once, not one time at all had I expected to be so taken back by
her beauty in person. She resembled a China doll with flawlessly smooth, brown
skin that directly contrasted with her jet-black hair and an absolutely round
face with perfectly pouted lips that were colored red. She had beautiful dark
brown eyes – damn near black. They gave the impression that they were deep
enough for you to catch just a glimpse of the flames of passion that filled her
soul. They were enthralling and quite honestly, made her look somewhat Asian…or
Indian. Hell, I didn’t know, all I knew was that she was a sight for sore eyes!

           
It was apparent I’d scared her off after she caught me intently observing her
dispute with another gentleman. Who was that? A voice in the back of my head
was shouting his wishes of the man not being her boyfriend. I knew I frightened
her because after catching sight of me, she
ran away
! A
woman
ran
away from
me
! What had I done wrong? I’d only been looking at her! Did
she think I was ugly or did she just have an aversion to white men? Something
about her was just overwhelmingly intriguing, so I followed close behind her,
hoping to get a second shot at approaching her – and part of me wanting to know
why she ran away.

           
I didn’t follow her up to the second level of the boat, in fear of being too
obvious. Instead, I listened in from the first level balcony that wound around
the back of the boat. I could hear her arguing, but with who? As far as I could
tell no one else was outside the party. I prayed to the heavens hoping the
catch to her beauty wasn’t the fact that she was a maniac!

           
Leaning my head against the wall and closing my eyes, I continued to listen.
But she had gone silent. My eyes opened at the sound of some steady creaking on
the extended plank above me. Once I saw a black robe drop down into the
darkness, I knew she was on the diving board. Now, I had seen how many drinks
she’d had and I knew that if she made it into the water she wasn’t going to
make it out. Only a few moments later, I witnessed the flash of her white
swimsuit plunging toward the darkness of the water. Shit, I was right – the
broad
was
crazy.

           
I cursed and ran my hands through my hair, and without another thought, dove in
after her. Thankfully the water was warm but extremely dark, especially with
the lights of the boat slowly getting further and further away. It was a few
moments before I spotted her white swimsuit slowly sinking toward
disappearance, and it didn’t look as if she was trying to save herself. Panic
ignited inside of me, quickening my heart rate as I swam toward her. Was she
dead? Not on my watch! I grabbed her by the waist and pulled her close as we
ascended to the surface. I searched around frantically for the dock, extremely
grateful to see that it wasn’t too far.

           
When we got back to the shore, I threw her unconscious body over my shoulder
and ran up to the gravel road, anxious to get her as far away from the water as
possible. I laid her down and immediately started breathing air into her lungs
and pumping her chest. Oh, why did this woman have to be so stupid! I repeated
the process vigorously, visible progress coming with each time. Miraculously,
she began coughing up water and turned on her stomach, gasping for air. I watched
as she scrambled to the side of the road on her hands and knees and threw up,
getting rid of the water and alcohol in her system.

           
I slowly rose to my feet, not sure of what else to do with myself. I had the
girl, now what was my plan? This hadn’t exactly been the way I wanted to
approach her; I just didn’t want her to die. That was smooth enough, right? She
collapsed onto her side; I winced when she audibly landed the back of her head
on a rock behind her. She curled up into a ball, sobbing.

           
“What just happened? Did someone push you?” I asked with my hands on my hips,
not sure of what else to say. I wasn’t good with consoling anyone.

           
She rolled over and propped herself up. I could tell she was very drunk,
judging by the time it took for her beautiful, dark brown eyes to focus on me.
They were opened wide and cautious. “Who are you?” She asked me in a hushed but
hoarse voice.

           
I held up my hands in a surrendering gesture, though she was testing my
patience I had to remember she was drunk. “I’m only here to help you. Now I
need to know if someone pushed you or if –”

           
“I want to go home.” She breathed in between sobs.

           
I saw her reach for her nonexistent robe to cover herself once she realized she
was donning only a swimsuit and heels. Her body was heavenly with slight curves
and my Lord was
I
enjoying the view! I punished the dog in my head and
ran my hands through my hair. I couldn’t understand why she was afraid. I had
just saved her life and we were only out there because of her! I grew angry at
her acting like I hadn’t just saved her ass.

           
“A ‘thank you’ would be appreciated.” I spit out with irritation. No matter
what they preached to me in the academy, I knew I’d continue to have problems
with my short fuse.

           
“What are you doing?” She questioned in a worried tone when she saw me removing
my button up that matched my swimming trunks

           
Without answering, I rung it out and tossed it at her.

           
The girl shuffled into it, removed her shoes, and carefully stood up. “Well, I
do thank you kind sir but I do not know you and would like to go home. Now if
you’d excuse me.” She shoved past me and started in a zigzag line towards an
exquisite Rolls Royce.

           
I raced toward her and closed the door as she opened it. “Are you out of your
fucking mind? You’ve had more drinks and shots than I can count on my fingers!”
I didn’t mean for my voice to come out so harsh yet I couldn’t control it.
Could she not see her own foolishness?

           
Her petite hands met my chest and pushed me back. “You are
not
the boss
of me!” She swiftly opened the door and slid in. Feisty and fast.

           
I was able to get the door back open before she put the keys into the ignition.
I reached in and retrieved the keys. How many times was I going to have to save
this girl in one night? She surely was gorgeous, but her stupidity was slowly
outshining that factor! “You aren’t driving.”

           
She crossed her arms over her chest and didn’t look at me like a stubborn
child.

           
“I know you don’t know me, but if you drive, you’ll kill yourself. Let me take
you home.” I tried to reason.

           
“I don’t want you having knowledge of where I live!” She spat, still not making
eye contact. “I’m sleeping right here, sir.” She huffed trying to push me out
of the way to close the door, failing.

           
I checked the surroundings. Even though it was a private property, I still
didn’t have a good feeling. “Come to my car, I promise you’ll be safe.”

           
Her eyes widened and she finally looked up at me. “I don’t even
know
you! You could take advantage of me or even –”

           
“Or you could stay here…with the coyotes.” I interjected. “I hear they’re real
bad out here in the summer.” I shoved my hands in the pockets of my swimming
trunks and looked out at the night sky, hoping she was falling for it. “This is
a low car you’ve got, there’s also snakes to worry about – they’re ruthless as
well. And the boat won’t be back until a few hours from now. You’d be out here
all alone…” I peaked down to see her expression shifting into worry.

           
“I don’t believe you,” She said in a light voice, still not looking up at me.

           
“Well you don’t have to believe me,” I quickly reached in and scooped her up
and began heading toward my car around the bend in the road. “But it’s true my
dear, and whether you like it or not you’re going to be safe tonight.”

           
“You put me down this instant! Help! Put me down you idiot! I don’t want to go
with you!” She yelled, making the situation seem worse than what it was.

           
Once we arrived at my Jaguar, I set her down right before she vomited in the
grass. I opened the door and she stumbled into the back seat face first and
taking up all the space. She was groaning and her feet were hanging out of the
door so I couldn’t shut it. By the time I settled down in the grass, leaning
against the car, she was already snoring. What a night.

“You put
your hands up! Don’t move!” A voice shouted along with whistles and the barking
of dogs. I couldn’t be sure where the voice was coming from and I wasn’t sure
whom they’d been talking to. I looked around; I was lying in the grass next to
my car, the girls’ legs and feet still hanging out of the car. I was dressed
only in my swimming trunks and the morning sun had reddened my skin. I blinked,
sat up and looked around.

           
“I said don’t move!” A policeman had his gun pointed at me with a quite large
German shepherd at his side.

           
I was immediately outraged. Did they not know who
I
was? Who was this
rookie anyways? And what the hell was
I
in trouble for? “What seems to
be the problem, officer?” I asked, as calm as possible, slowly rising to my
feet.

           
“You stay right there! Put your hands up!” He commanded, gun still pointed at
me. “I’ve found someone!” He yelled to the rest of his squad. “Over here Mr.
Hutchinson, she’s in there!”

           
One of his men, obviously another rookie, rushed over and immediately placed
cuffs around both of my wrists and right then and there I was ready to choke
him out. But I knew even my father couldn’t get me out of jail if I did. I
forced my smoldering anger into silence, still confused as to why I was being
arrested.

           
“Eva-Marie, are you alright!” A black man pushed through the rest of the police
and immediately located his daughter in my back seat. “Eva, it’s daddy, you’re
alright. Just wake up.” He rubbed her back and sat her up, cautiously sliding
her out of the backseat and leaning her against the car, still holding her in
an embrace and covering her with a light blanket.

           
Eva-Marie’s eyes darted around from face to face, and then to her surroundings.
A worried expression came over her and didn’t even falter as she realized it
was her father who stood in front of her. “What happened?”

           
He spun around in an instant, seething as he started toward me. “What in God’s
name did you do to her?” He demanded.

           
I looked at my swimming trunks and the matching button up draped around
Eva-Marie’s shoulders and realized how they’d found her sprawled in the seat of
my car – then it began to click in my mind. My anger boiled over. “What? I
saved her life!” I roared, coming at him but not being able to get anywhere
with the officer holding me back. I shot Eva-Marie a fiery glare, “You tell him
I saved you! You know I did!”

           
“I don’t know what happened! I don’t know!” She shrieked.

           
“Do
not
speak to her like that!” Her father pointed at me.

           
“She knows what fucking happened!” I shot back.

           
“Baby, are you alright? They’d found your robe in the water and your friends
had no idea where you’d gone!” Mr. Hutchinson searched his daughter’s face for
answers. He then turned to me and got in my face. “If I find out she has so
much as a bruise on her, I can surely promise that I
will
have you put
away for the rest of your life, boy!”

           
This black man referring to me as a ‘boy’ took me aback. That was it, I’d had
it. “I didn’t do anything wrong!”

           
“Okay. No more from you,” The officer behind me started yanking me toward the
police car pulling toward the scene.

           
She was looking at me with questioning eyes as her dad pulled her away toward
another car.

           
My eyes met hers and I sagged, done trying to defend myself to these rookies
and her father who had absolutely no idea what had gone on the night before. I
was angry with her for not speaking up, how drunk could she have been? Oh, if
they only knew it was nothing they even expected. I knew my father would handle
it once I was at the station. I ducked into the backseat and stared out the
window. Mr. Hutchinson handed both officers fairly large bills and nodded at
both of them.

           
“I told you already! She was drunk and she jumped – or
fell
– off the diving board, she wasn’t going to make it out so I went in after
her!” I yelled, my voice booming off the walls of the questioning room. I rose
out of my chair quickly and making it clatter to the floor. “Where the hell is
my fucking father? This is bullshit!”