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Emilia's POV.
The train at platform 3 is the 11:43 Arriva Trains service to Birmingham New Street. Please board the train now, as it is ready to leave.
I barely take any notice of the announcement after hearing the train on the platform in front of me is about to depart. I run across the tarmac and launch myself through the open doors. I act like nothing is out of the ordinary as I ignore eye contact with the other passengers and take a seat in the carriage. My eyes find the entrance to the station, and I stare at it, panicking that he might be behind me.
This train is about to depart. This is the 11:43 Arriva Trains service terminating at Birmingham New Street.
I've never been to Birmingham, and I don't intend to go, but it seems far enough away from here. I hug my purse to my chest and don't let myself breathe properly until the train pulls away from the platform.
I made it, I'm free, he can't find me.
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Fourteen hours earlier...
"Do we really not have any milk? For fuck's sake," I mutter to myself and close the fridge door with a little more force than necessary.
It's Luigi's turn to buy milk and he's not here, that's why I'm going to be milk-less for my morning coffee tomorrow. I can't blame my flatmate for not buying milk before he goes on a two-week holiday to visit family in Italy, but I want to.
Grumbling to myself, I grab my purse from the side and shove it in the front pocket of my hoodie with my phone. I pull on my trainers and take the stairs down to the foyer of the building. Our flat is opposite the park, which offers great views but means that any convenience store trip takes ten minutes to get to because you have to cross the park to get to the busier part of the city.
It's gone ten and it's dark out, but the park is illuminated by street lamps. I walk briskly down the main path, mentally deciding what else we might need in the fridge because I'll feel silly only buying milk, I might as well get a couple other things and make the trip worthwhile.
As I'm passing the lake at the centre of the park, two large hands shove my back, causing me to stumble forwards. I manage to fall on my knees, which are protected somewhat by my thick workout leggings, but my hands get the full brunt of the cold tarmac on their palms.
I roll onto my ass, looking up at the two hooded figures standing opposite me. One of them is holding a knife. It glints in the light, looking incredibly intimidating despite obviously being taken from a kitchen set. My heart beats a mile a minute and, without thinking too hard about it, I open my mouth and let out the world's loudest scream.
"Shut it, bitch!" One of them yells, waving the knife near my face.
I go silent instantly, watching him with fear. "What do you want?" I ask meekly.
"Give us your money," the other demands.
I fumble about with my hoodie pocket, trying to get my purse out. The latch is stuck on the fabric and won't let me pull the purse out. Tears fill me eyes and panic makes my throat close. They're going to kill me if I don't give them what's in my purse...which is a credit card and a £10 note, nothing fancy.
"Hurry up, bitch!" The knife-wielding one yells.
Flinching, I try harder to get my purse out, but my fear is making my hands shake.
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Love & Orgasms
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