Turn Around

Submitted by Writer on Thu, 02/15/2018 - 14:06

Im sitting in the cafe waiting for my friend Clara to come for our Tuesday coffee. Im sitting at our usual table and order my coffee while I wait for her. I look outside, the atmosphere is heavy. Its raining the air is thick. Its just not the nicest of days. I look outisde and think I see clara's car but I wait for what feels like forever and she still doesnt come in. Bzzz Bzzzzz My phone buzzes in my pocket. I pull it out and its clara I hit the answer button and IM immediatly met with heavy breathing. 

"Maria I need you to listen to me." Clara says. I'm getting scared I can feel my heart in the throat I can feel my temperature rising, the butterflies in my stomach turn to sudden jackhammers. "Maria I need you to turn around and when you do dont be scared. Just run." Clara hangs up. I hear a click behind me I look around and notice that all the other customers have left. I feel something cold on my neck. I know just what it is too. A gun. I hear a click. Searing pain rips through me and then I feel nothing.