It was the perfect scene for a horror film. Jamie sighed and lightly sat on a lone bench, waiting for her visitor. She was very impatient, not being able to control her bouncing leg and consistent time checks on her watch. Of course it was hard to read the watch in such a light, but it made her feel slightly more comforted, not exactly sure why.
At times, while she waited, Jamie got lost in her own thoughts; entering a world she and only she could encounter. As soon as she realized what she was doing, she quickly snapped out of it and criticised herself for not having self control. What would happen if she missed them?
It was almost midnight if she was looking at her watch right. Jamie stared wide-eyed at her realization and tears swelled up in her eyes, threatening to spill down her face. If they didn’t come, what would become of Terrance?
Nervously, she got up and paced, sitting down only to take a short break where she only got back up again. Nothing could go right for her. This one chance she got to save him, and she didn’t do something right. She couldn’t get anything right. He wouldn’t have got in this situation if it wasn’t for her.
What if they never intended on showing up? What if this was a trap? What if they just wanted to get my hopes up? What if they set me up? The thoughts couldn’t leave her mind.
A dark figure appeared, closing the distance between them.
“Oh, thank god! I thought for a minute no one would be coming. Well, I guess I shouldn’t have doubted he would follow through. I mean, he always keeps his word. Honorable man, your boss. What exactly did you need from me? I mean I picked up the backpack and delivered. What am I-” Jamie said, almost all in one breath. What cut her off was the fact he kept walking past her.
“Hey! Hey! I’ve been waiting out here for a very long time and I want to just get this over with.” She screamed. Embarrassment and grief flooded her all at once. What if he wasn’t who she thought he was? What if he was just some random guy? He probably thought she was crazy. Maybe she was.
From behind her, a hand clamped over her mouth. Hard. Panic was her first emotion and Jamie thrashed and fought as much as she could. Then she just felt defeated. This person, whoever it was, was stronger and there was nothing she could do.
She felt the stranger’s breath on her ear, “You just can’t learn, can you? Let it go, let him go. He’s mine. He’s not leaving. I’ve given you enough chances, Jamie. Enough’s enough.”
Jamie felt her breath hitch at the moment she heard the voice. That voice she could recognize anywhere. The voice of the devil. The voice of him. A voice she wanted to never hear again.
There weren’t many things she could register in that moment besides fear. Everything in her life she did was for him. How could she let that go?
A darkness fell over her, paralyzing her sight. Her body reacted by lashing out. This was possibly the worst choice of her life.
In the next moment she was numb.
In the last moment, the earth had gone still.