Kendall did not know how she got home that day.
Her body shivered from the cold, and her heart was beating wildly.
Her feet hurt from running and she was tired.
She couldn't not get rid of the image. She just witnessed a murder!
She should call the police, but
What if he finds out that I called them on him, will he find me? Kill me?
She could not relax, her nerves were in edge.
She lay on her bed in thought if what life had in store for her next.
Kendall made up her mind to shut up, and never see that man again.
She avoided the train like the plague, and used the bus. It was slower, but her safety was more important.
Her friends realised her changed behaviour, she came to work late, and would be biting her lips and nails, fidgeting with her hands.
"Kendall, what's wrong?", Emily asked, pushing back her glasses
Kendall wanted to tell, to tell her everything, but she was scared
WHAT IF?
"Nothing", she answered quickly, diverting her attention back to work.
All of a sudden, the T.V at their workplace turned on.
"Breaking news, Esse Rogers has been found dead at her apartment"
Kendall turned to the T.V to see the shocking image of the same woman she saw with him the other night.
She couldn't breathe as she looked intensely at the dead body.
Kendall quickly rushed to bathroom, to vomit.
She could not stop hearing her tiny please for help, his giggles, sound of her struggles.
She needed help, and fast.
