My smile and excitement turned to disgust and horror when I saw his face. He reached out to hug me but I smacked the palms of his hand away from me. This had to be a trick. It couldn’t be real? Without thinking, I quickly turned around and ran.
My feet sprinted down the dimly lit subway stairs. I flipped my brown hair away from my eyes to see his large athletic frame following me. My heart rapidly pounded against my chest. My body pushed past the dozens of people heading towards the exit.
I made it to the lower level of the subway just as the train entered the station. The noise of the subway overshadowed the footsteps behind me. My eyes glanced up the stairs to see his alluring black eyes.
Before I could step onto the train, the passengers behind me pushed me into the train car. The train doors slammed shut, causing the sound to echo throughout the car. I closed my eyes as my heart began to rest.
As I leaned on the train door, my eyes reopened to see him standing at the end of the car, smiling with sparkling white teeth. His blue glove-covered hand waved at me.
The blood flowing from my heart stopped every muscle in my body. I couldn’t move until the train jerked, causing my body to turn around. I hurried past the people standing in the aisle.
“Watch where you’re going!” someone yelled.
For every person I pushed out of the way, he moved closer to me. I thrust open the door to the last car. My right foot stepped onto the floor of the last car but the train jerked again as it turned.
My hands grabbed onto the chains that connected the train but the force of the turn caused my body to fall over the chain. I screamed but my fall was interrupted when he grabbed me.
“No, let go of me!” I yelled as he pulled me up.
“Don’t be scared. I know I look different but … ”
My teeth bit his hand, causing me to fall onto dusty, muddy tunnel ground as the train left my presence. My lungs continued to inhale and exhale while the lights flickered above me.
I followed the light towards the next station. My feet splashed the muddy water onto my shoes. The closer I got to the station, I realized it was him coming closer. I turned around and dashed.
“Come back,” he hollered.
When I turned back to see him, I tripped and fell onto the ground. I quickly picked myself back up but he was standing behind me. My body leaned against the dusty tunnel walls.
He reached into his pocket.
I took my hands out my pocket.
His hands inched closer to me.
My hands thrust him onto the train tracks as I screamed.
The horn of the subway train ricocheted off the walls.
But it was too late.
The train continued to go until it stopped at the next station. I looked down at the ground to see a white envelope. I opened the white envelope slowly to see a picture of me and my sister.