I was on a high. I had always been on a high since that day of my life. I started my car once I was done with my daily dose of drinks and drugs. Those two things, they felt good. They gave me pleasure, happiness. And what they made me do also gave my heart satisfaction.
It was that day today. So I set as usual to do what I normally did on days like these since the past four years. I wanted to do this since ages. The blood in my veins was thirsty for it. And so the wolf in me set out on a hunt.
Of course my vision was blurring and my hands were unsteady. But it was way past midnight. No traffic cops to bust me. I drove down this familiar road. I had been practicing. I had planned out exactly how I wanted to do it this time.
After what seemed like ages, I reached my destination. I saw them. Some of them were eyeing the car with curiosity and hope. Others just spared a glance and turned back to their conversations. I stepped out of the car and searched through them. I had to take the one who deserved it and not just anyone. So she has to be beautiful. This was the most difficult part of the task. Finding the right bitch. My eyes surveyed the entire crowd and they stuck on one.
She was hiding behind a tall thirty something female. The woman in front of her was ugly and fat. I wonder how she even got the job in the first place. No one would have looked at the ugly duckling and behind her she would have been saved. And truthfully it was worth the try. The ugly woman wasn't worth a glance.
But she was. She was beautiful. Looking at her well endowed body filled me with lust and desire. As I was analysing her from toe to head, I reached her eyes. And my heart skipped a beat. It couldn't be I told myself. It's the alcohol or the drugs. Because this can't be real.
Those eyes, they were unsettling me. They were so familiar. A fear had clouded them along with confusion. They were vast black pools of mystery filled with clear sadness. It felt, as if they had not seen happiness in a long time. They had forgotten how to smile. Then they were hard and filled with hatred. Only cold and fear remained in them. And somehow I was draw to that cold. All I wanted was to make those eyes smile, make them warm again. I wanted to drive away the fear in them. I didn't want to be the one to put fear in those eyes. Which was unusual of me, for I'm nothing but a monster with cold eyes myself. Those big black eyes with that long black hair, kept in the exact same way like she used to and that pale face took me back in time to someone else. Someone I didn't want to remember. Someone because of whom I was here right now.
I momentarily forgot all about my plans. I simply forgot why I had come all the way. But realisation dawned soon. As I tore my eyes from her and calmed my racing heart I told myself again and again, it's just the effect of my addictions. She is not her. Maybe I'm really drunk. This cannot be. Calm yourself Dave. You have come here for a mission. You cannot falter from it. Get yourself together David.
How could it be that I had found the same face again in some stranger four years later? It just couldn't be. I lifted my eyes to meet hers again. And again I was shocked. This person really existed. And she looked exactly like her. But this time I took a deep breath and pushed away all the strange, scary thoughts and doubts that face filled in me.
I indicated her. She hesitated. The ugly lady in front of her pushed her towards me.
"At least try to lose it tonight, you baby." she shouted at her and laughed. A few of the other women laughed along with her. As she fell on the ground before me I picked her up by her shoulders and held the car door open. She reluctantly climbed in. It was clear this was the last thing she had wanted to do in her life. And so I promised myself that this would be the last time she would do this.
As I began to drive I could feel her tension and anxiety. She just stared wide eyed at the road in front of her. Whenever I was faltering in my driving or going too fast I could hear her whimper. Although she didn't say anything, I smiled every time she let out a cry. Out of the corner my eye I think I saw her praying. Or at least that's what I thought she was doing with her eyes closed. This is going to be a long night for her.
A.N. Hey. This is a completed novel. So I guess there should be no problems with the updates. I hope you'll like it.