The Ring I Opposed
by dyoodew
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All Mellisa had wished for the past 2 years is a quiet life.
But her friend, Elaine isn't planning to go without her.
After all, she deserved to get a reward
Foreword
I walked down the stairs - spacious without the presence of high school jocks and cheerleaders - with quick step. I could still hesr her faint voice calling out for me. A voice audible only to my hearing. Call me crazy but its true.
My hand clutched the hem of my shirt tightly
"Mellisa, tell me where're you going?" The voice called out. "Wait for me!" The voice echoes with a tinge of cheerfulness. The sound that I learn to despise over the years
My step quickened. The heals of my shoes making loud clicking noise. Looking down on the tile floor, interest me fully with molds growing on it
"Mellisa!"
"Go away!" I cried. When I glance over my shoulder, as I've expected, there was no other breathing living there except me. But I know she's here. She's always beside me ; trailing behind me
"Leave me alone!" I yell to the thin air
"But I don't want to"
My body shivers when I could feel a pair of cold hands crepped on my shoulder. The old-wrinkle skin felt like death when it make contact with my neck
"We're best friend" She said in an whisper. Her hands slowly grip my neck, making sure I could every muscle she move. There's nothing I can do to resist. My legs glued to the floor
"Elaine-" My voice crack
"We're best friend" She grip my neck tightly ; almost choking the air out of me "We should go back together" Her voice can barely be heard
"-don't. Please Elaine" I begged. Tears start to formed in my eyes. I know it's Elaine. From the corner of my eyes, I caught the glints of a jewellery, on her finger, present presumably, our friendship ring
"What do you want from me?" Despite having difficulties to breath, I manage to choke the word out.
Upon hearing the question, there's a distinct sound of Elaine's lips curled up devilishly
"Come with me" Elaine offer "to death"
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