Chapter 12
CHAPTER TWELVE
S.K.A.M.
I watched her holding the rail, swaying with the train as she made her way home. She had no idea I was watching from down the carriage. It was morbidly thrilling to observe her, knowing her days were numbered. That I was in control of her now. She didn’t look like a girl with a death sentence hanging over her, but she would soon.
When the train pulled up at her station, she got off, along with two other passengers... and me.
I found myself falling into step behind her, following her at a distance as she strolled down the platform like she didn’t have a care in the world. Her dark brown curls bounced vibrantly in the breeze as she walked with a spring in her step. I knew if I was coming in the opposite direction, walking towards her, I’d see her blue eyes sparkling. Eyes that I had the overwhelming urge to pluck out like sapphires mined from the dirt of the earth. I smiled as I imagined how her sockets would bleed so beautifully with crimson tears. Her screams would fill the air like a perfect symphony. I’d give her an ending to be proud of. Something poetic. A death that a heartless philistine deserved.
She skipped up the steps of the train station, and I debated following her home, watching her walk up her little path, unlock her door, and find the parcel waiting for her. But I didn’t; I walked on.
There was no rush.
This was a piece of art I was going to take my time over.
The downfall of Emma Belmont.