Username: ANONYMOUS

~chaptet ten~

She took one sip after another - not stopping until the glass was empty. It was so warm...so soothing. She moved her head over to make eye contact with Ski. After a few seconds, she started to see double. That eye contact turned to drowsy blinks and droopy eyes. She rubbed them hoping her vision would improve but it just made it worse. her drowsy state became more of a nauseous, sleepy sensation.

Ski stared at her as she passed out onto her bed. she had to replay what she had just done a few times to fully understand it. she got an expected phone call that could only be 'anonymous' because of its coincidental timing.

' hel-hello? ' Ski said down the phone, waiting eagerly for a response.

' oh, dear, dear Ski! how lovely to hear you soft, sweet voice!'

' quit the small talk, get to the point ' was her demanding response with no time to waste.

'oooh! feisty one we've got, haven't we? fine, meet me at the middles brook park - you should know where to go from there, however, if you do not recall then it would be my pleasure to jog your memory!'

the call was ended. she knew exactly where he meant but couldn't understand how he knew, the only way would be if she told him but they both swore not to tell a soul.
It was their special place - where they felt safe and secure.

Ski grabbed her jacket from the banister and threw it on loosely. She grabbed the keys for the car, left in an envelope waiting for her. She walked out the door grasping her jacket, shielding her from the cold. the click of button unlocked the car making a noise that was soon accompanied my a slam of the door. she entered the car and sped down the road. there were no other cars driving, it was deserted like there had just been an apocoliptic war and she was the last one standing. drops of rain fell onto the windows, shadowing onto her from the street lamps. it wasnt heavy, it was just a shower and it reflected her emotions at that moment. she didnt feel the sense of doing something wrong like a heavy rock of guilt on her back, it was more like a butterfly that came and went as it pleased and when it did it was only for a few seconds.