Me-Crazy's kitty (GirlxGirl) Book 1

Chapter #12

The cabin revealed itself not to be much of a cabin rather than a temporarily closed train stop where Me-Crazy immediately claimed the tracks, splaying out on them.

I walk farther into the station house, discovering what looks like a fully functioning snack automat. A strawberry milk cartoon sparkles invitingly in the view but I lack a dollar to get it. Searching around, I kneel down looking for spare change under the bench, head over ruffling through maps on the front table, but it's inside a umbrella basket that I find some change at the bottom of.

I step back outside with the prize in my hand and pop the straw into the cartoon. When my mouth close around the thin straw I notice that Me-Crazy is watching me questioning, which would be a better move if she were a guy I suppose but then it dawns me that it's probably not a sexual look but rather that she's having second thoughts about leaving The Diner.

I still don't have the faintest, possibly vomit inducing gasping for air, of ideas what kind of sentiments she hedged to that place, if she actually ticked that way. The fact that she bothered about my heart pouch though, it must mean she's not totally heartless. She cares. I trail my hand down the frayed string, then flinch like it had just given me an electro shock.

The images of mom's sightless eyes—the seatbelt keeping her back—dad shouting in the distance to him opening the door with his trembling arm—hit me at once.

I notice how I lose hold of the milk cartoon, but instead of annoyance relief washes over me because it prevented me to falling after it into the gap where the platform comes to an end. It's only a temporary feeling though when the tracks where Me-Crazy had previously sat on are now deserted.

"Me-Crazy?" I call, looking in both directions.

The tall grass whips suspiciously in the breeze, summoning a eerie sense like I am being watched by a predatory mammal that is spying from the grass, ready to launch an attack. A scenario that almost sounds comforting when the silence is broken by a pitched and mechanical voice.

"Me-Crazy?" I turn around so quickly that dizziness cocoons me in like a white straitjacket pressed around my head.

Once the white vision subsided, I am looking directly into a strangely familiar face belonging to a memory that has started to fade.

"I'm afraid not, Mary." Hello Kitty says, starting to purr as if to ease the panic that ensues from that revelation. "Do you think you can live a second without her?"

"I-" My voice gets stuck in my throat, and as I wait for a reply to occur to me it feels like an eternity is passing by me, then another. My perception of time suddenly feels like it had slowed to a crawl. "That depends on how long a second here holds, I guess."

Hello Kitty smiles pleasantly. "It shouldn't take too long..."

She shifts to the right, facing the direction of the train tracks on which she stands in the middle of. Her plastic eyes shine in the sunlight and for a moment I feel like I'm seeing longing inside them, something like melancholy. Strangely real feelings on a monster sized toy that can be bought at every bodega in smaller format.

"I will sacrifice myself for you, Mary."

I shoot her the most zoned out look. "Why are you doing that...?"

But she doesn't talk to me anymore, it's like she's sending a message to a stranger in a water bottle by how distant she sounds. My body prepares to run should she suddenly jump scare me and attack.

"It will be ok. I love trains," She sighs, and like the wind copycats her it increases until it feels like ghostly punches landing home in my face. I might hear a train nearing from the distance, but barely. Either that or Hello Kitty is short circuiting if it runs on electricity.

"What's happening?!" I shout, feeling wind against my teeth when I open my mouth.

"Relax." Hello Kitty says as her image blurs into a flurry of motion.

There is for once, the train colliding into her but like the image had glitched there is another image about a yard away of the train's bloody front as it drives off into the distance.

And the other image of Hello Kitty's cracked porcelain head, with blood seeping in multiple trails like braided ponytails over her face that is stuck in a gruesome smile, pixelates farther when something moves behind it.

Unable to tear my eyes away from the scene I watch the three dimensional outline of a body morphing the image until it punches true and the death scene of Hello Kitty becomes nothing more than a morbid backdrop.

Me-Crazy is in front of me for a moment then like the world had been turned upside down she is pinned under me. I'm shaking, staring into her face with the feeling that I am about to vomit. Either from the motion sickness or the pool of pink-red blood escaping from somewhere beneath her shoulder.

"Don't listen to him," Me-Crazy says at the same time as Alanche's voice hollers from above, "Kill her, Mary!"

My chest heaves, and with another time jump I am suddenly completely alone again. I blink a dozen of times before my eyes snap out of it and colours pours back into the picture. The scene of Hello Kitty dying replays in front of me where the train comes out of nowhere, knocks her over before it stomps her into the tracks.

She utters a dying inhale. I walk over to her, my knees feeling like butter. Her body is totally ruined when I reach her, with a few chunks of it severed from it.

But her arm is still intact, even if her mashed up face is not. It attracts my full attention when it starts moving and I notice with horror that she's holding something inside of it. It's the roundish head of a marigold flower.

I start screaming but then everything fades into obscurity.