Brian O'Connor
8:35pm
Shit!
I was late. I was late! I could still feel the rush of heat under my skin and the sweat rolling down my body. I grabbed my keys and ran down the stairs of the six storey- apartment. And it was a damn, great damn that i was occupying one on the sixth floor.
Ran, ran, ran! I could scarcely recognize any face around. I had to be there. Her rehearsal would be up by now. She shouldn't take a taxi. Not now Ameylia. Not now. When I reached my car, the beating of my heart was the only sound i could hear. Loud and in so much panic. I used to have visions. Most of them were deaths of people. Almost everyday. It was the worst day, ever. I spent the whole night watching her house then now I spent the whole day sleeping on the couch. What the hell was wrong with me?
I dreamt of her. On a car, on a taxi...wrecked taxi.. she was full with blood. Her body was shattered in every piece of debris that fell on her. It was a dream, one which would be so ordinary for others but not with me. I could feel the urgency in my blood. It told me it was gonna happen soon. Sooner than anybody could think. "You can't die Ameylia." 8:40.She must be walking down the hall now, tracing her path out the university. She must be with Shane but she would leave her as soon as they got out. Ameylia would be alone soon, waiting for a taxi.
Heck! Traffic. I pushed the break. Who told ya, this only happened in movies? I should be there. I couldn't lose her this way. Trent would be very mad. He would kill me if I let this happen. A second, the lights turned green. Go, go now!
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