Thursday's I take the train home, it's when the boo has the late shift. I hate Thursday's, I'm always home alone. Since I hate being home alone, I take my time going home. I bum around at the train station and grab some pretzels. I take the long way to get to the train and tap my card. No ones on the platform except a guy all the way on the other side. I put my headphones on and blast some tunes. To get me in high spirits, I blast some Kpop. Bang bang bang. I do the dance in my head.
Train came in late but it's good, no ones home but my devil cat. The platform is more full now. I was assaulted once on the train, the other guy who saw the assault looked away. Because of that, I sit in the cart with the most people in it. My trusty Spider-Man knife is always in my pocket. Don't mess with me people. I sat down next to an elderly couple. They nod at me and I nodded back with a smile. I'm not that cold hearted.
Weeks ago there was an announcement that the trains are expanding so sometimes there might be a glitch. Today was one of those days. As we approached my stop, the train slowed down and stopped in the middle of the tunnel.
"Sorry about that Folks," a man could be heard from the speakers, "experiencing some technical difficulties. We should be up in five minutes." It was hot in there, people started getting angry and easily triggered. I kept my eyes on the wall, looking at all the concrete cracks and following to where it led. As my eyes wondered, it let me to the end of the cart. The man standing on the opposite side of the platform was sitting there. He was facing emergency exit, he didn't move and was just staring. His pants where green with mixtures of oils and paint. His black hoodie was sticking out of his cutoff jean vest. Metallica was stitched in the back and he had the hood over his head. He had short hair and from what I can see, he had headphones on too. His head was rocking to whatever he was listening too. I must have stared too long because he turned around and looked at me. Our eyes met, they where black. He looked like he hasn't slept in days, he had long bangs and it almost covered his left eye. The lights flickered and we where in the der for a few second. When it came back on, he was closer. I jumped a little. Why is he getting closer. The old couple next to me started asking me a question, so I took my headphones off.
"Sorry?" I apologized.
"Do you have the time?" The old man asked. I looked at my phone, it said 12 midnight. That doesn't make sense, I left my job at 6 and I've only been on the train for 20 minutes. I looked back up. The couple looked at me confused but the Metallica guy was now three seats away. I gave out a Wimper.
"What's wrong sweetheart?" The old lady asked. I looked her in the eye with the plea for help but now the guy was behind her. The lights went out again and it took a long time to come back on. Everyone was yelling, there where people running around the lights fought to go back on and the train moved. I looked around, Metallica guy was gone.
"You can see me?" Someone whispered in my ear. I jumped with a scream and the whole cart stared screaming. The lights went out again and I felt a hand on my arm. It was heavy and cold, like it's been in the freezer. I faced where the voice came from but I couldn't see anything. I turned on the flash light on my phone and moved it around. The train was empty, no one was there. I turned to the couple only to be locked dead eyes with Metallica guy. His eyes were full of darkness, his smile was creepy, and he smelled like cigarets.
"You can see me?!" He laughed loudly.
"I don't want too!" I screamed back. I tied to get up but he got up and pinned my body down.
"Too late," he whispered as his face got closer, "your it." He got close to my face and licked it. It was slimy like a slug. I screamed and the lights came back on.
We where back at the station and everyone was back. The old couple looked at me cautiously. Everyone looked at me as if I was crazy. I ran out as soon as the doors opened and I ran up the stairs. I didn't look back but I noticed lots of shadows looking at me. Shadow people following me. No one ran to me just shadowed me, hiding behind things, whispering my name. Who are these people?! I looked around for the police but I just see shadow people. I ran fast and hard, I finally reached my house, and I fumbled with the keys. As soon as I was about to open the door, I felt a hand grab me. I let out a loud scream and I flung my keys toward the person grabbing me.
"Babe?!" It was my boo. I wrapped my arms around him and cried.
"You can't hide," he whispered, "your it now." I looked up with tears, it was Metallica guy and he had the biggest smile. A smile that literally started from one ear to the next. I tried to move out of his grasp but he just held me closer. He licked my face again and this time it burned. It felt like fire. I screamed and licked my way out of his embrace. I fell off the bed. It was Saturday again 6 am. My boo was on the bed and my demon cat was crying at the door. His paw was poking in, his real paw. I jumped up to my boo, he was wearing a Metallica shirt.