February 14, 2011. 6:00 PM.
The taste of the cigarette still lingers in my mouth right now as I ride this train on the way to Hamburg. I don’t like wearing dresses actually, but I have to anyway since she told me that I look gorgeous every time i wear this red lipstick, this black dress and this black stilettos. I turn her on.
Me and Cassandra have been together for months now. I don’t think that I actually love her. Is this lust? I don’t know either, all I know is I have been changing partners when I realized that I like women too, or maybe I’m confused.
I don’t like describing my life, myself, my dreams or my family. This is just me, just plain me. I am curios but I don’t believe in anything.
“Why it’s taking too long KC, where are you now?” Cassandra said over the phone.
“I’m already here in the train Cass, I’m sorry it’s ju….” The train just suddenly stopped. The place got dark and collided with crushing sound of glass window and loud train break. The silent train turned into chaos as I hear the screams, cries and shouts all over the place. I lost my balance when the trained stopped. I found myself lying on the floor----actually, on a man’s chest.
I can smell and feel his breath on my face. The place is dark, making it hard for me to see his face.
February 14, 2011. 6:40 PM.
The train authorities said there’s a collision of two trains due to the explosion of power fuses. This caused the failure of control, signaling system and power supply. It’s not hard for me to understand these kinds of technical problems since I studied Electronics in college. Thank goodness that nobody got a serious injury on that accident.
All I can remember was that I’m standing in the train. Everyone lost their balance when the train stopped. There’s a woman, wearing a black dress with her funny red lipstick landed on my chest and we both fell on the floor.
I can smell and feel her breath on my face. The place is dark, making it hard for me to see her face.
When the lights turned on, I helped her to stand up and ushered her on the chair. “Are you alright miss?...I’m Brian by the way” offering my hands to shake with hers.
BOOK TWO: SHADOWS
BOOK THREE: MASCARA