once in a while? All he has to say is
Jane and Maria would you please lock up today?”
Jane followed Maria,
wiping the tables she had cleared, “JJ polite, that’s like
expecting a cow to milk itself.”
Maria turned to face her,
“Thanks, for everything and for letting us stay in your
house.”
“ No biggie,
that’s what best friends...” Jane stopped, interrupted by a noise
in the kitchen. They turned to face the kitchen door, neither of
them making a move. Jane took a step and stood next to Maria, her
eyes glued to the kitchen door, “I need to call Tom,” she put her
hand in her apron pocket and pulled it out cursing quietly, “I left
my phone behind the counter.”
Maria moved forward,
“I’ll go get it.” Jane pulled her back.
“ Are you
crazy? Let’s just get out of here!”
“ What if they
are covering all the exists? Let’s just call Tom and the Sheriff.”
Maria pulled her hand out of Jane’s hold and walked quietly to the
counter. She crouched down and searched for Jane’s
phone.
“ Maria!” Jane
yelled. The fear in her voice made Maria freeze. She felt her heart
race and her throat dry out. She hadn’t felt that kind of fear
since Ricky died. She stood up and slowly turned to the shadow next
to her.
“ Hello honey,
did you miss me?”
Maria’s heart raced
faster and her body tightened. She fought the urge to curl up on
the floor and cry desperately. She thought she had rid herself of
this nightmare. She was right the first time, nothing could save
her from him, not even death.
“ You did this
to me.” He hissed out pointing to his face with a disfigured
finger. Maria hadn’t bothered to really look at him. When she heard
his voice, the same scary, angry face popped into her head, but now
she really looked at him.
The left side of his face
and neck was burnt and the skin was folded up. The edge of his lips
and his left eye were drooped down. His arms were covered, but his
fingers exposed more burn marks. He let his hair grow out to cover
his forehead and his ear. Maria looked at him sickened, all she
could think about was the character Two-face in the Batman
movie.
Moving closer to Maria,
“I disgust you, don’t I?” She moved back and bumped into the
counter. There was nowhere to go, “Answer me, do I disgust you?” He
roared louder. Maria looked at him, the familiar fear creeping
inside her. She jumped on the counter, but Ricky pulled her down
before she could get over it. She fell back, crushing into the
glasses and the liquor bottles behind her.
Jane watched Ricky for a
moment, shocked that the dead man was still alive. He had been
laying low for three months, healing and planning his revenge. She
should have known, evil people are usually harder to kill. When
Maria went crushing into the glasses, she picked up a stool and
knock Ricky over the head with it. He fell over Maria like a ton of
bricks. Maria screamed, pushing Ricky off her with her bleeding
hands, Jane grabbed her phone and her purse and followed Maria out
of the diner.
Maria got in the car and
opened the driver’s door for Jane. She felt dizzy, but she wasn’t
going to allow herself to pass out. She lifted her bloody fingers
and touched the throb at the back of her head. It stung and she
pulled her hand away, her hand wet with blood. She turned and
looked at Jane rapping on the phone as she drove like a maniac. She
hung up and dialed again, it was Tom. She didn’t have to say much,
she uttered his name with so much emotion, tears running down her
cheeks, and then she nodded and hung up. Maria felt guilty, she’d
brought her nightmare into her friend’s home. She placed her head
on her knees and cried, frustrated that she got only a few months
of freedom and happiness. When something felt too good to be true,
it usually is.
Jane looked at her crying
friend and felt sorry for her. She had finally started living a
scared free life only to be robbed of it again. She brushed her
hand over her hair. She
Jane and Maria would you please lock up today?”
Jane followed Maria,
wiping the tables she had cleared, “JJ polite, that’s like
expecting a cow to milk itself.”
Maria turned to face her,
“Thanks, for everything and for letting us stay in your
house.”
“ No biggie,
that’s what best friends...” Jane stopped, interrupted by a noise
in the kitchen. They turned to face the kitchen door, neither of
them making a move. Jane took a step and stood next to Maria, her
eyes glued to the kitchen door, “I need to call Tom,” she put her
hand in her apron pocket and pulled it out cursing quietly, “I left
my phone behind the counter.”
Maria moved forward,
“I’ll go get it.” Jane pulled her back.
“ Are you
crazy? Let’s just get out of here!”
“ What if they
are covering all the exists? Let’s just call Tom and the Sheriff.”
Maria pulled her hand out of Jane’s hold and walked quietly to the
counter. She crouched down and searched for Jane’s
phone.
“ Maria!” Jane
yelled. The fear in her voice made Maria freeze. She felt her heart
race and her throat dry out. She hadn’t felt that kind of fear
since Ricky died. She stood up and slowly turned to the shadow next
to her.
“ Hello honey,
did you miss me?”
Maria’s heart raced
faster and her body tightened. She fought the urge to curl up on
the floor and cry desperately. She thought she had rid herself of
this nightmare. She was right the first time, nothing could save
her from him, not even death.
“ You did this
to me.” He hissed out pointing to his face with a disfigured
finger. Maria hadn’t bothered to really look at him. When she heard
his voice, the same scary, angry face popped into her head, but now
she really looked at him.
The left side of his face
and neck was burnt and the skin was folded up. The edge of his lips
and his left eye were drooped down. His arms were covered, but his
fingers exposed more burn marks. He let his hair grow out to cover
his forehead and his ear. Maria looked at him sickened, all she
could think about was the character Two-face in the Batman
movie.
Moving closer to Maria,
“I disgust you, don’t I?” She moved back and bumped into the
counter. There was nowhere to go, “Answer me, do I disgust you?” He
roared louder. Maria looked at him, the familiar fear creeping
inside her. She jumped on the counter, but Ricky pulled her down
before she could get over it. She fell back, crushing into the
glasses and the liquor bottles behind her.
Jane watched Ricky for a
moment, shocked that the dead man was still alive. He had been
laying low for three months, healing and planning his revenge. She
should have known, evil people are usually harder to kill. When
Maria went crushing into the glasses, she picked up a stool and
knock Ricky over the head with it. He fell over Maria like a ton of
bricks. Maria screamed, pushing Ricky off her with her bleeding
hands, Jane grabbed her phone and her purse and followed Maria out
of the diner.
Maria got in the car and
opened the driver’s door for Jane. She felt dizzy, but she wasn’t
going to allow herself to pass out. She lifted her bloody fingers
and touched the throb at the back of her head. It stung and she
pulled her hand away, her hand wet with blood. She turned and
looked at Jane rapping on the phone as she drove like a maniac. She
hung up and dialed again, it was Tom. She didn’t have to say much,
she uttered his name with so much emotion, tears running down her
cheeks, and then she nodded and hung up. Maria felt guilty, she’d
brought her nightmare into her friend’s home. She placed her head
on her knees and cried, frustrated that she got only a few months
of freedom and happiness. When something felt too good to be true,
it usually is.
Jane looked at her crying
friend and felt sorry for her. She had finally started living a
scared free life only to be robbed of it again. She brushed her
hand over her hair. She
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