PART-4 “The Pink CAdillac”
they happened, the dreams that is. They started on the hottest night of Summer. Anna had been at the pool all day with Morgan, and she was completely exhausted. She was sweating as soon as she got out of the shower. She went to lay down on the bed, she was out like a light.
The heat caused the sweat to just poor from her body. Her mother, worried about the finances, and so she kept the temperature at seventy-five degrees. In Anna’s room the vent didn’t work well, she’d stuffed a doll down it years ago and her father never manged getting it out. The one lamp she had on her night table caused the pink walls to look a bit orange after sunset, and the white furniture stood out beautifully, what with Anna’s four poster bed, and white sheers draped over the tops. It was befitting of Anna, she always loved being a girl, and everything that came with it.
Anna dreamed of a young blond girl her own age. She could see her as plain as day. In fact it was as if she was the girl. Flashes of this image and that came flooding in like a tidal wave. She saw someone coming into the girls room at night, and rubbing on her legs. She pushed the person away. Then she saw the girl walking to school, but Anna felt as if she was the one walking.
West Michael’s High School, the sign on the building read. (I know that school) Anna thought. Then she saw the girl sitting in a car, with a knife in her hand, and blood all over it, as she looked towards the passenger side seat. It was as if she was the girl again, and she was sitting in a car herself.
She was sitting in…the car seamed very familiar. It was her car! (It was the pink Cadillac!) She recognized the radio and dash board. Anna felt another rush, and then as if she were falling very far down, while still in the car. Then Suddenly at exactly 1:21 am, Anna awoke at the last moment before the car crashed.
Now the person who laid down on the bed was Annabelle Williams, but the person who awoke was someone else altogether.
She opened her eyes abruptly, as if she were sleeping beauty, awakened by her beloved. She sat straight up from a dead sleep and started putting make-up on, and getting dressed. She had a look in her eye that was not her own. She slipped out of the window easily from the one story home. She allowed the car to roll down the driveway backwards, quietly, as to not wake her parents. She lit a partial cigarette Morgan had left in the ash tray. She felt alive again. And then, she was gone. She was there no more. It’s difficult to describe to just anyone but sometimes the boundaries of this old world, get mixed up. Anna was no longer Anna. Sure she was in there somewhere. Where, we may never know. The person in charge now, was who ever still lived inside the dimensions of that car. As for now Anna still did not know who exactly the blond girl was.
She drove the Cadillac out of the neighborhood, like a ghost in the night. She went towards town and hit all the good hot spots, for her age group that is, and then some. She cruised by a friends’ home, and then her own. He was there_ Her father_ he was standing in the driveway, polishing his his brand new pretty red Boxster S Porsche. It only cost him forty-five thousand bucks, the pig.
“Tom Worth, Tom Worth, if any one knew how much Tom was really worth they’d be surprised!” she said.
She decided to go by Randal North High School, another school in their district. She too was a cheerleader, just like Anna. She knew all the teams, players, & players girlfriends, just like Anna did. She realized it wasn’t a game night, and moved on to Randal North’s main hang out. The Frozen Popper, that was where everyone from Randal North would go in the summer months.
Dane Levier, and Jocko James aka Jack the Jock, were the teams brightest and best. Dane, beautiful Dane, was the quarterback, and Jocko was the center. Of coarse he was and he was an asshole too.
He would hit on her every time they had a game with them. He was a handy man indeed. He and his buddy were standing out front of the place.
“How handy indeed.” she said aloud to herself, as she pulled the car right up in front of them.
“Need a ride boys?” she said.
“Well actually, sure why not!” Dane said, and he looked down into the car to see who it was. “Annabelle Williams? Is that you?” he looked at his friend and they both laughed a bit.
She wasn’t dressed at all like herself. In fact she didn’t look anything like she had when they had seen her before, and they knew that she was the girlfriend of one of their own_ a quarterback_ a football player, and she was head cheerleader for her school. Why the hell was she out on the other side of town, this late at night, without her boyfriend, and dressed to kill?
They were gonna find out!
To Be Continued!
Hey Horror Fans, Check out Part-5 of SSHartman’s “The Pink Cadillac” in just a few days! This story is running a bit longer than usual. Hope your all enjoying it! Happy Halloween Friends, Stay Scared!
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