Another Intellectual Being

That Night

He crept into his father’s study, cautious as to not make even the slightest noise. He grabbed the purse and took out all the cash. He took outmost care to put the purse back exactly as it was, this would ensure that suspicions wouldn’t be raised early. He looked on the shelf and collected the pack of ciggerettes lying there. His bag was lying on the staircase, he had packed heavy. He kissed the ring on his finger, it was a gift from her. They were going to elope.

He swiftly took the key to his car and went down the stairs. The number plates had been changed, the planning was perfect. He had been going over it in his mind for months now. He put the car in neutral and pushed it down the driveway. At a safe distance from his house, he started the engine, shifted into first gear and drove away.

He had been in love with her since almost forever. He had made his intent to marry her very clear to his family, they had failed to agree. But nothing could stand in the way of his love. He didn’t want to spoil the name of his family but he had no choice.

The traffic signal suddenly turned red, he had been lost in thoughts and kicked the brakes with all his might. His car skidded and hit the divider. His head banged on the window and there was blood and glass everywhere. He blacked out.

He opened his eyes after a while and looked at his watch. 45 minutes had gone by.

He located his phone in the bloody mess and dialed her number.

“Connection Error”

He tried again but the phone was switched off. He grew impatient. But took the time to write a message and send it.

“Hi baby. I have lost my way. But i know i am just a minute away from you.”

He drove like a madman. Nudging corners at high speeds and curves at higher. He stopped a little away from her house and killed the engine. The eerie silence of the night crept in through the broken window. He swept the glass out of the car. The blood was uncurable.

His wound was still bleeding heavily. He tore a piece of his t-shirt and bandaged the wound. He put a cap over his head as a disguise. He didn’t want her to get worried.

Suddenly his phone started ringing. He picked it up and said “Babes I’ve been trying to call you for the last five minutes. Where are you?” He lied.

“Right here waiting. Where are you?”

“At your door! Come out fast!”

He stepped out of the shadows and there she was. Her hug almost knocked him to the ground.

“I thought you’d never come!”

“Oh baby. I took a wrong turn! I couldn’t find your house!”

The warmth of her body eased his pain.

“Ok! Enough talk! Lets run before we’re caught!”

The adrenaline kicked in.

He felt ecstatic.

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One response

  1. Nicely written (except for the odd typo); I liked how the sense of adrenaline is maintained after the accident.

    December 14, 2010 at 10:22 am

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