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Old 02-02-2005, 11:53:52   #43
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Join Date: Dec 2003
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This is my partly finished second draft, all I have to do is add in an atmospheric scene in the deli.


“So, here I am,” Celia said to herself as she stepped off the train, “I did it. I can’t believe I did it! I actually told my mother a convincing lie and I’m now about to spend the weekend with the most gorgeous man I know…well, ish. Just because I haven’t met him in the flesh, doesn’t mean we don’t know each other.” She searched the platform, eager to know if her mystery man was there. She stretched on her tiptoes, pacing the platform, eventually deciding to try inside the station, asking herself again, why was she doing this? The reason came to her immediately, because he was sweet, caring, considerate, funny, a good conversationalist, not to mention a body builder with a cheeky grin and a glint in his eye, if his pictures are anything to go by.

Scanning the inside of a busy train station for someone who even vaguely resembles a bunch of blurred images you’ve seen on the internet is no mean feat for a vertically challenged female! After a couple of minutes Celia positioned herself by the main entrance and waited. And waited. And waited some more. After an hour she was doubting everything but him. “Did I get the wrong day? Maybe I’m early. What if I’m late?” she thought to herself and gasped “He might have come before I arrived, waited for me and then left, assuming I’d stood him up!” Celia was working herself up into such a frenzy she hardly felt her phone vibrate in her coat pocket. Only when it nearly fell out she realised that he was calling her. “Oh my god! It’s him! He’s calling me, what should I do?” Sadly, that choice wasn’t hers to make and he got diverted to answer phone. Celia looked at her phone and wailed, “What happened!! He’ll think I’m ignoring him now!” She sighed, exasperated, slid her phone back into her pocket and leant against the wall. Closing her eyes, she tried to think of a plan for the rest of the weekend. A hand brushed the hair from her face and whispered in her ear “You wouldn’t be Celia, by any chance?” Her eyes flew open and she turned to face the owner of the voice. She was confronted by a tall, tanned, muscular man with cropped dark hair; she noticed immediately that he was wearing a tight fitting black top accentuating his rippling chest.

She looked him over, her eyebrow rising as she inspected his physique. Extending her hand she said “You must be Craig…charmed, I’m sure.” He raised her hand to his lips and planted the softest kiss there, at the same time looking up to meet her gaze, giving her a smile that melted her legs. “Sorry I kept you waiting so long,” he purred, “let me buy you brunch to make up for it. There’s a wonderful deli just around the corner from here, you’ll love it.” Picking up her bag and taking her arm, the mystery man led her away.

A few hours later, a drowsy Celia was stirring. “Where am I?” she slurred, looking around her unfamiliar surroundings. The mystery man appeared behind her, holding a tray of food. “You’re at my flat Celia. You passed out on the way here and I had to carry you in. Are you OK? Here, have some water, it’ll help you feel better.” He placed the tray by her feet and handed her the glass. “Ugh, I feel terrible, I’m so sorry. I hope I didn’t cause any trouble!” she managed to croak between sips. “No, no trouble at all. I just want to make sure you were OK.” He smiled. Soon Celia was drifting back into a deep sleep.

The harsh sound of the doorbell roused her, making her semi-aware of what was going on around. She heard two pairs of footsteps coming towards her, and felt the presence of two bodies looming over her. “How much did you give her?” This was a female voice, unknown to her. Celia was startled, but couldn’t open her eyes to see the owner. “Enough.” That was Craig’s voice. What was going on? “How much is enough Mark? You can’t be too careful with Rohypnol” Rohypnol? Isn’t that the date rape drug? Thought Celia.
“I told you: enough. She’s still out cold, isn’t she? That’s good enough for me.”
“Have you been checking her pulse regularly like I told you to? She’s no use to us dead.”
“Yes Isobel, I’ve done everything you told me to do. Wouldn’t want to let you down now, would I?” Celia caught the mocking tone in his voice, which seemed to go unnoticed by ‘Isobel’
“Good, good. Maybe you aren’t as worthless as I thought you were.” Celia’s body twitched, everything she thought she knew about this man was dissolving into a dark nightmare and the impending sense of doom was growing in her.
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