Inspiration word: Fall
Maya sat quietly on her bed, mind racing. ‘Should I fall?
Should I fall…’ she thought. Then, she decided. Tears were forming in her eyes,
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5 minutes earlier…
Jenny paced around Maya’s bed, smiling evilly.
“See that window? 50 feet up? It’s very inviting. Today, you
are going to commit suicide. You will jump out of that window.”
Maya was mystified. “Why would I ever do that?”
“Because if you don’t, I have a gun. One round is all it
takes to end a life. Kayla walks by me every day. One bullet, one person,” Jenny
was pleased to hear Maya’s breathless gasp. “So, you will commit suicide. Or,
should I say, you will fall. And think, what have you done? Should you fall,
who but Kayla and Nelson would mourn? No-one would miss you, should you fall.”
Kayla was Maya’s best friend, her only friend. They were as close
as sisters, and they and Professor Nelson, their landlord, were a sort-of
makeshift family, father and sisters. Jenny had tried to kill Maya before, and
often Kayla along with her. No-one in the trio would be the same without any of
the others, they had all been very alone. Now Kayla sat on the couch in her and
Maya’s flat, reading a book. Maya was a good flatmate, if you didn’t mind every
available surface being covered in books and essays. As she read, she thought she heard a faint
voice from Maya’s room.
“Kayla…”
Then she heard it again, louder now and choked with tears.
“Kayla… goodbye”
Kayla heard the whooshing of air, and the sound of Maya’s
window slamming shut. She suddenly felt terrible, terrible fear, what of, she
did not know. Until she got to Maya’s room. Maya wasn’t in her room, but Kayla
looked out her window. She would never forget the sight of her friend’s body
sprawled, broken and bleeding on the sidewalk. She rushed down the stairs, and
when she got down, she saw Maya’s body being driven away in an ambulance. She
sat down, feeling numb, and stayed huddled up, weeping, on the sidewalk until
Professor Nelson came and calmed her down enough to go upstairs.
1 year later…
Kayla was the happiest she had been since Maya’s death. That
morning, she learned that Jenny, her and Maya’s old enemy, had been shot and
killed. It was her wedding day, she was getting married to John. She was very
much in love with him, and didn’t know what she’d do without him. He and
Professor Nelson were solely responsible for helping her recover from that fateful
day, exactly a year ago, Kayla remembered. As she and John cut the cake, she
felt someone tap her shoulder. There, standing right behind her, was Maya!
Maya was so, so sorry for what she had to do, but she could
not be “alive” in order for Kayla and Professor Nelson to be safe until Jenny was
dead. She leapt so that she would be injured, not killed. Professor Nelson had
contacts in the hospital morgue, so Maya was declared dead and a dummy was
buried. Maya lived undercover until she managed to get Jenny killed, and had been
keeping tabs on Kayla and the Professor since the day of her “death”. She owed
it to Kayla to show herself and attend Kayla’s wedding. Maya knew how much pain
she had caused Kayla, and it hurt Maya. But today, all of that was over. The
long-lost sisters of story were re-united. It was such a relief for Maya to see
Kayla again, and Kayla was ecstatic to see that Maya was alive. If you looked
at the far corner of the room while this was going on, you would see Professor
Nelson with a warm smile on his face, watching Kayla, John, and Maya proudly.
After…
John moved in with Kayla and Maya, he was perfectly at home
with books. Maya was an invaluable research aid for an anthropologist, and Kayla
joined John in his work. Professor Nelson joined then for dinner every night,
and not a word was heard from Jenny again but…
In a dark alley, a figure dressed in black drew some graffiti
words on a wall.
JENNY SHALL BE AVENGED!