Molly’s eyes scanned the station as she stepped from the early morning train.
Every tailored jacket that caught her eye had the remains of what she was running from. Every glimpse of brown hair made her heart race and her throat tighten, a feeling that was terribly familiar.
Every face jeered at her, a reminder of the words she desperately tried to push out of her head.
“You can’t get away”. It was like a droning, a pounding, a thumping that she couldn’t escape.
Rushing to the exit Molly skirted the suits running for their early morning train, the elderly ladies bustling about like it was their last day and the party girls still giggling from their late night antics. That should have been her, she should have been stumbling home recounting the night to her friends and laughing at what the night had given her. Instead she was running alone through Town Hall station leaving curious stares in her wake.
She jumped at every touch and shivered through the breeze, feeling the familiar piercing stare watching her move through the crowd. She could feel her whole body tense as ice ran through her body.
“You can’t get away”
Instinct told her to look around but her brain chastised her, telling her that would look weak and scared. But she was weak and scared, what had she done?
Her feet had finally given up and she slowed down as she reached the stairs to the street. As she ascended she swallowed and turned around. She searched the faces, looking for what she feared but fearing what she might see.
Suddenly a force slammed into her from behind. For a few seconds it was all arms and hair and suede until she steadied herself and prepared for the worst.
She wasn’t a fighter but she had no energy to run. This was it, she guessed he was right. She really couldn’t get away.
As her body slackened she heard a high pitched voice that made her cringe.
“Molly! What are you doing here?!”
Nikki stood at the top of the stairs, blocking the path and holding Molly tightly at arms length.
“I thought you would be in bed nursing a hangover right now! But this is great, are you hungry? Let’s go get some food, how do you feel about sushi?”
Tears were streaming down her face, but she nodded. There was no denying Nikki.