He couldn’t have left her in a worse place. Carol cursed. Litter blew about in the road, piled against the houses. All of which where devoid of lights and boarded up. The nearby lamp flickered in response. She could hardly see a thing yet took her mobile phone from her bag. Maybe Michele (a close friend) would come and pick her up? If she was at home.
The batteries to her phone where dead. Typical. She began walking. Her silver, sparkling high heels tapping and echoing in the street. There was no one around. Not even a passing car that she could flag down. Feeling sudden determination she strode purposefully for ten minutes or so. Her breasts proudly bobbing in her dress. More boldly than Carol felt. She was soon cold, shivering and understandably afraid. Thinking about her husband. Tom would come for her. That would mean a cruel defeat and she knew it. If only she could find a phone.
‘HEY LADY!’ It was a shout more than anything. Cutting through the night air. Carol did not look at first. She froze. There on the corner where two figures. One taller than the other but obviously both male. Wrapped up thick coats. They where both looking right at her. Silhouetted against the skyline.
She didn’t wait. Turning her back on the men she started walking. Head down. The tapping of her high heels on the wet pavement faster and faster. Stumbling as she gasped. Behind her the catcalls came. Growing nearer all the time.
‘WHOO HOO’.
‘HEY BABY’.
In her time Carol had taken plenty of such banter. Though none had ever scared her as much. Perhaps it was the fear. The tone or the foreign sound to the men’s accents. The fact that she was alone and lost. Her breathing heavy as she strode on. What a night this was turning into. Not daring to look back. Getting closer behind her. Panic. As she glanced over her shoulder she caught sight of the two men. They where following her. She was almost running. Though unable to travel fast on her high heels as they ‘tap..tapped’ pathetically on the cold floor. Gasping in anticipation of a hand touching her shoulder. Her whole body throbbing.
'Hey lady' came the voice again. Closer this time. ‘No so fast huh? We jus’ wan’ talk to you’. Carol stiffened as she heard it and felt a chill run down her spine. She carried on. 'Hey…no so fast huh?' he repeated. Sounding out of breath himself and obviously not very fit. Suddenly Carol realised. She couldn’t possibly hope to outrun them. Besides where was she going? She stopped. Turning slowly and looked back up the street. Her heart relaxing as she couldn’t see anyone. No two men and for some moments she stood, breathing heavily and looking around the deserted street. They couldn’t have just vanished.
'Who...who’s there!' she called out, sounding more confident that she felt. For a moment there was no reply. Carol took a deep breath. Then across the road where a broken down shop front stood, a face came from the dark.
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