Annabelle’s Ghost Pt. 2

            “Oh Mary, you are so awesome! How on earth did I find a friend like you?” Annabelle asked her friend.

            It had been two years since she had left Shane on the side of the road, and she had forged a new life for herself. She had gotten her act together, and stopped stealing. She was finally becoming the girl that her dad would have been proud of.

            “Oh I dunno Anna,” she replied meekly. “It’s just a part time secretarial position. My boss asked me if I knew anyone that could fill in for his secretary now that she can’t work every day.”

            “Mary, no this is great” she exclaimed as she embraced her friend yet again. “This is my foot in the door. I will work hard and move up, even if only a little.” Holding her friend’s shoulders and making eye contact, she continued. “This is all thanks to you, my little Care Bear roommate.”

            “Anna! You know I hate it when you call me that.” Her gaze fell to her feet as it always did when she was uncomfortable. “I hate that I’m shy and timid, but there’s nothing that I can do about it.”

            “I know,” she said getting excited. “Let’s go out tonight. Live life on the edge and celebrate how awesome you are!”

            “Um, we can’t. You start tomorrow, and you know I don’t do well late at night.”

            Utterly horrified, the elated roommate crashed. “What? Tomorrow? I have to go find something to wear like yesterday,” and with that she took off to her room.

            Mary knew how this was going to end. Annabelle would spend the next few hours trying on outfits to impress and eventually pass out. In the morning, she would look spectacular. She was always amazed the way that Anna could do whatever she put her mind to. She had never had a roommate quite like Anna before, but she was ultimately glad they had met. Anna was the first person that worked well with her timid attitude.

            “Well, goodnight then…” she whispered to the door before heading to bed.

            It felt like she had just closed her eyes when Annabelle cam flying through the door and jumped on top of her in bed.

            “Wake up silly! It’s time to get ready for work. What do you think of this outfit? I think it says fun and professional, but at the same time, it’s a knock out first impression outfit. Are you hungry? We should go hit up that bakery, you know the one with your crush, and get some bagels or something. Also…”

            “Whoa Anna! I’m going to need just a minute before I can handle your insanely caffeinated personality this morning.” She rolled out from under her roommate and shook some of the fogginess from her head. “Give me fifteen minutes and then I’ll be ready to take on the world with you.”

            “Sweet,” came the angelic reply. “I’ll just get my things ready,” she continued as her roommate made her way to the bathroom. “I’m so ready to finally be doing something with my hands.” Then to herself, “At least something that isn’t illegal or spiteful.”

            “I’m sorry? What was that last part?” came an inquiry from the bathroom. “You’re going to have to speak up if you want me to hear you across the apartment.”

            Shaking away the memories of yesterday, Annabelle replied, “Oh, it was nothing. I was just griping about how long you’re taking!” At this, an exacerbated sigh issued from the bathroom.

            “Well never you mind. All I have to do is brush my teeth and I’ll be ready to go. Just be glad that I don’t take anywhere near as long to get ready as you do.”

            With that, the two roommates left for work. One girl off to the office that she had held for years, and the other continuing her rehabilitation into proper society. If only the altruistic friendship could have lasted for years to come, but alas, some things must come to an end. This would be the spiraling demise of all that which is Annabelle.

            “Why are you all twitchy Anna?”

            They were waiting for their breakfast order to arrive, two medium coffees with cream and sugar, a poppy seed bagel, and a blueberry muffin. The bakery was crowded with the bustling pre-work crowd, and the two girls had to strain to hear each other.

            Shifting her weight to the other leg again, Annabelle realized that she couldn’t stand still. “Well, between the excitement for today and the eight cups of coffee I had last night to stay awake, I finally found this outfit. I found it just in time to wake up. I know what you’re going to s…”

            She never finished that thought. It was then that she saw them from across the room. It was the smoky green eyes, the very same that she had grown to love. Eyes that had once shined with love and comfort now only pierced into her soul and injected icy malice. The color drained from her face, and the strength in her legs failed her requiring her to catch herself on the counter. And then just like that they were gone as the man behind the eyes left with a group of satisfied customers.

            Mary quickly jumped to her friend’s aid, guiding her to a recently vacated chair. “Anna, are you okay?” she asked with concern in her voice. “You look like you’ve just seen a ghost.”

            “Mary.” Clearing her voice and gathering what little strength she had, she started again. “There’s something I need to tell you. I just saw my ex-boyfriend, Shane, and he’s here to kill me.”