VERGLAS (Complete)

STRANGER

All of a sudden, it rains heavily as I feel the rain drops pouring on the windowpane. I duck my face into the windowpane to avoid any kind of contact with the officer. I notice that the officer is standing a few steps away from my seat and I panic. I don't know if he is looking for someone or not, but I hope it’s not me.

 I almost had a panic attack when he approaches me but fortunately, he passes by me and went to the last corner of the coach. Maybe he is just a passenger in this coach, I should stop over thinking on every small issue, but my life is at the edge right now that I Can't think straight. Every time I thought that I Am fine, but I am in a deep s**t dangerous situation. I breathe a sigh of relief. What a one hell of a day it is?

I wonder about my life and baseless questions arise in my mind. Is my life will going to be better in Toronto or it will only get worse? To be honest, I don't know and I understand nothing. I don't care like my life was much better before but still we all expect something good at the end, happy endings kind of ending i want. As I look out from the windowpane; I notice a few small droplets are running down the window like if they are in a race and they have to reach at their destination before someone else took the place. Few of the rain drops stop in between and get mixed with the other droplets and some just disappears from the windowpane like they never exists.

I hear someone coughing and it distracts my fascination of rain drops racing, but I wonder who it could be? I turn to look at the person and my eyes get lock with dark blue orbs. The man standing in front of me appears to be in his early 40s. Suddenly, I realise that he is the Cop who went to the back of the coach.

Shit! f**k! The cop is standing right in front of me. I got my tongue tie, burried deeply in my mouth. Not a single word came out of my lips lets talk alone about asking him anything.

“I guess, this place is vacant. If you don’t mind, can I sit here?” the cop asks to me, and I just nod my head without uttering a single word.  I can't refuse him because I Can't and I don't have a valid explanation to give. I have no other option left for me, so I turn my face to the window and ignore him like a plaque for the rest of the ride.

He adjusts himself on the vacant seat and sits just beside me. Picking out his cell phone from his pocket and scroll through his phone all the time, but I sense something wicked about him and to be honest, I Am hell nervous right now. I don’t even know his motives; the under cops are deciding for finding the criminals. He smiles occasionally at me and I wonder if he is looking for a hint or acting friendly; I am not sure, but I should stay alarmed in every situation. The cop falls asleep after sometime to which I feel relief a bit but not comfortable at all. I’m not able to sleep or rest for a while because of his presence.

His phone keeps buzzing in his pocket and he wakes up to attend the call. I know that eavesdropping on someone's conversation is a bad thing, but I need to know of his intentions. So, I pretend to fall asleep while he talks on the phone.

 “Yes, I’m fully aware of it.” He whispers at the phone and I got alert. What is he saying? I should concentrate more on the conversation. 

“I am already looking for her and I have a doubt on a girl with whom I’m sitting right now. She appears to be like the same girl Mrs. Ellen described, but I still have to find out. Oh! Grey hair. I will check on them. Don’t worry. Keep in touch.” He cuts the call and put back his phone in the pocket. My eyes widen in horror, but I show no movement because I can’t let my guard weak.

This Fucker is trying to play smart with me all the time, but what should I do now? If he finds out that I am the girl he is looking for, he will put be behind the bars. I need to formulate a plan, an escape urgently. But how?

“I know you are awake” the cop whispers at me in a low tone, only I am audible to it.

 I gasp and curse immediately. "s**t!"

 NO! what the hell? How did he know I Am awake and eavesdropping on his conversation? I gulp a mouth full of saliva down to the throat. Now I know that there is no escape for me, and I have to face him. “What do you mean?” I ask him and pretend that I know nothing about his conversation on the phone.

He looks at me with a frown on his face and said in a normal tone, “I know it’s you Silver! I am a chief detective of your case and you know that you have committed a crime by Murdering Adam Watts.” he glances at me with a smug on his face but looked away after a while, he continues, “the way you look, I Can't believe a girl like you can kill a fly, lets talk alone about killing someone, but your mother filed a case against you for killing her boyfriend. Now, you have to come with me to the police station, we need to record your statement and start the further investigation.”

I startled hard from fear of going to jail, but i had enough of this runaway. Whatever the f**k it will take, I will face it boldly, i turn my face to him “What I did was done in self defence only, I had no intention of killing him. It was an accident, and I am still a juvenile, you can’t put me in jail for saving my own life.”

He observes me head to toe and smirks then, “very well, if you are not coming willingly then I have to take you, with me, forcefully.” He stands up to call the coach conductor, but before he could call anyone, someone grabs him from behind and I look at them in surprise. I mean, what the hell is going on?

The stranger is wearing a black outfit with his face covering with a mask and he put his hand on the cop’s mouth. What it seems like the cop is being stabbed by the stranger as he chokes. I got scared from seeing a murder in front of my eyes. To be honest, I am about to s**t my pants. I turn my head left to right at my surroundings to find anyone who can help me but I notice that a few of the passengers are sleeping soundly while some are using their phones and laptops with ears blocked with head phones. No one, literally no one, is noticing that a murder is happening in this coach.

I can see the cop struggling for his life as the guy chokes his throat, blocking the airway. The stranger appears to be a strong man despite his looks skinnier than a man should be. I admire how the cop is fighting with all his will left in him, but unfortunately, he won’t last long as the other guy is tough to handle. He keeps choking him until the cop collapses on his seat and I Am sure that the cop will pass out in few minutes. When I realise that the cop is dead, I open my mouth and try to scream, but the guy in black gestures me to stay silent. I wanted to help the cop as he was only doing his duties, but I don’t know how to use that miraculous frosting powers i used earlier. Seriously, I am useless when the time gives me a random opportunity.

To my horror, the guy in black raises his hands up in the air and forms a shape icicle through his fingernail. With no hesitation, he stabs him in the jugular and sealing the deal. f**k! I curse in my mind. He killed him like a butcher kills a goat. It can’t be possible, but wait! How the hell did he make an icicle through his fingers? Is he… like me? Does he have those frosty powers? I Can't think straight now and I Am not sure if I Am hallucinating..

The cop’s eyes are bulging out and his body drop in rest with his back on the seat. He did not show any movement, not even his eyes moved a bit. I know that he is dead now, but I want to see him alive. Holy f**k! I can't believe that I have witnessed two murders in one night; I am not proud to say this. I checked his pulse, hoping to be wrong, but I can’t feel his pulse, not a merest one. 

The coach is fully air-conditioned, but I sweat badly like I Am drenched in rain water. I stand up from my seat to look for that guy, but I did not find him anywhere in the coach. How could be this possible? where did he go? Was I hallucinating so badly, which felt so real? Is it related to these powers or something else? I am not sure, but I hope that this one is just a bad dream, and it will get over when I wake up in the morning.

The coach stops at a station and I try to look out of the window. I felt a hand on my shoulder and I gasp in terror. Man, that black guy scared me. My hands are shaking badly and I Can't breathe anymore. I ask him quietly, “What?” but he did not say any word and gesture me to get out of that coach. I did what he said as it is the best thing to do for now. I have no other options left.

We get out of the coach quietly and he leads me to a stranded corner of the bus station. I’m having a weird feeling about this but i am not sure if these feelings bad or good ones?

the guy removes his cap and mask, which was covering his face earlier and I get the biggest shock of my life. The person who killed a cop is actually a GIRL?