“Kate? Are you sure you brought the train fare?” Aisha asked, worried for the plan ahead.
“Of course! I am amazing, after all.” Catherine responded, gleefully.
“Yes, sorry.” Aisha added. Aisha didn’t cope with heat well, and the sun decided to ruin her day; her life. Aisha often wore winter clothes, sun or shine. Catherine was her opposite, and always wore skin-showing, bright, extravagant clothes. Her shoe choice was always interesting. Today she was wearing her silver-sparkled stiletto, a gift from her late mother.
As the sun set, to Aisha’s relief, the train arrived. The friends go on their last train of the day. It was surprisingly empty, which did not help Aisha’s confidence. “Why is no-one here?” she asked, as somebody has to ask such questions. Catherine shrugged her thought off.
“As long as we get there, we’ll be fine.” Hours passed, and even Catherine was beginning to consider otherwise about leaving home.
“Kate, I’m scared…” trembled Aisha. Frustrated by this thought, Catherine forced, “OKAY! We’ll get off at the next platform.” When these words were spoken, the train halted and the doors flung open.
“That was quick,” both said simultaneously.
They decided to leave the platform. Well, Catherine decided to leave the platform and go into the woods. “Why did we decide to go here?” Aisha pondered. The atmosphere was dark, they were lost and they had no means by which to navigate. Anyone would have a right to worry about this, especially Aisha. For some reason, Catherine did not share this fear.
“Trust me, I grew up in this forest.” A tiny smile developed on Catherine’s face. Aisha asked no further questions, as she wanted to carry on breathing.
Aisha kept walking, but Catherine stopped dead in her tracks. A grin as wide as the moon unraveled from her face. “Kate-” But before Aisha could look back, she felt a strong pain in her neck. Although it felt like an eternity, it took less than a second for the now blood-coated high-heel to penetrate the skin. Aisha dropped to the floor, in Catherine’s shadow.
Aisha didn’t carry on breathing, after all.

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  1. Lara

    What a cliff hanger. I couldn’t stop reading! What happens next?

    Jul 12, 2017 @ 1:52 pm

  2. Amanda Harris

    The innocent title and beginning seem so far away when you get to the end. You build up the tension so well. I now need to know what has brought them to this point …as Lara says what a cliffhanger…

    Jul 13, 2017 @ 3:02 pm

  3. Betty Davies

    Oh my! I really didn’t expect that train journey to end as it did. You had me captivated and I now wonder how it came to this.

    Aug 03, 2017 @ 2:18 pm