Dreams and Disasters

The Ferry

It took us some time before we actually got our tickets because of that annoying man at the reception who thought we would be a problem, Uncle Callum  had  to threaten him with a fist didn't he! Thankfully, in due time, we were boarding the ferry. Before we even got on, Tyra and I had planned to find a lovely place on the ferry, away from anyone else and make it our little spot. After all, who would want to be continuously yelled at on a holiday?

The ferry was magnificent! Brilliant white varnish erupted over the crystalled edges, with beautiful embroidery to match. There were five floors to the ferry, each based on something new and exciting; be it entertainment, relaxation, spa's and more! When you entered, a clean row of over-priced shops greeted you with a fresh scent of their products, but had to compete with all the incoming cars and trucks, screaming to find a great spot.

I had the idea of buying a fresh coffee before we started our lame adventure on the ferry so that we would be fuelled for the trip. Tyra spent some time arguing with the shop manager about the prices of the coffee and we got them for half price! There was the resemblance with her dad... When we were sure we had ditched the family, we went up to the next floor. It seemed as though some sort of party was going on and we couldn't't resist.

 I dragged Tyra in and we began to dance like a pair of drunken wannabees. Tyra really got into the dancing and I could tell she had a hobby for it. Soon enough our favourite song came up- All Time Low' song-Time Bomb. At that point the dance floor was ours! We'd messed up our hair and make-up doing so but it was worth it. I'm sure the bottom of my jeans ripped as well. It was one of those moments where you completely erase your surroundings and live in the moment. We were right in the centre of the floor and the rest of the crowd were forming a noisy circle around us.

"Okay, I think we should seriously stop now" laughed Tyra as we began to drain away from our energy.

"No doubt" I replied and we scampered off to the nearest table. For a split second we stared at each other and broke into a huge fit of laughter. We looked like walking tramps but for some reason, we didn't care.

"I'm feeling really sick; can we get out of here?" I asked, my mood suddenly dropping like a swat of flies.

"Just thinking the same thing. I need some fresh air, just let me get my bag and we can go. I think the strobe lights are getting to me."

As I waited for her to get all her things, I couldn't help but feel as if I were being watched. And not just because of the dance. It was an intense stare. I felt as if we were being somewhat stalked, but by who? I looked around at the different tables, to my right, there was a family of four playing scrabble, and ahead of me there were two old women dressed in blazers and pencil skirts, they were dressed rather formally for a party, it looked like they were discussing some important business.

When I looked to my left, I found a man, probably in his late thirties, quickly -awkwardly flicking his head and attention to the cup that he was holding. Could it have been him? He was wearing a black T-shirt that clearly outlined his muscles, he wore skinny jeans as well as pitch black sunglasses on which really gave him the body guard look and he had jet black hair which was half covered by a cap. By the time that I tried to get his attention, Tyra beckoned me to the door.

The second we stepped outside the door, an amazingly fresh sense of air whipped past our faces. It felt so clean! I found us a seat and we just collapsed onto the chairs.

"I can't believe I'm actually allowing myself to walk around like this, something's gotten to me." I said

"Then we should go get ourselves fixed up" she replied.

"Who's idea was it anyway to put such a party on a ferry? Who does that?" I asked. She giggled and stood up. I had no energy to move. But then she threatened to tickle the life out of me so I moved. We took the stairs to the next floor and found a spa. It looked like possibly the nicest spa I've ever seen.

A light pink decorated the walls of a crystal clean room. In the far corner was a detailed selection of all the products used in the shop, there was so much to look at I couldn't bring my head to focus on which was more amusing than the other. There were shelves lined up with products from hair care to manicures.

"How much for a massage and a makeover?" I asked the young Woman at the counter. She typed some numbers into her computer.

"That'll be £60 for the two of you." Tyra gave me a nervous glance as if to say her mum wouldn’t be very happy with it, than she shrugged her shoulder and whispered in my ear,

"Oh well, it’s worth it anyway."

 When we were finished with the indulging massage, we payed the woman at the counter and headed outside the doors to meet Macie and Alex on the top deck. As soon as we walked out, I got that awkward feeling again, as if I was being  stalked, I looked around to find that man again leaning on the edge of the rail, this time, he didn’t think twice to look away but he was looking at me directly in the eye, it sent an uncomfortable chill down my spine and I forced myself to look away.

"Is anything wrong?" Tyra eyed me with a worried face.

"No I’m fine, the heats just getting to me." I felt bad having to lie, but who knows, this man could just be a part of my imagination.

We finally reached the top deck and waved at Macie and Alex to signal our attendance.

"What took you so long?" Macie asked with an annoyed expression on her face.

"We had to meet Mum and Dad to ask for some more money."  We had to lie; otherwise she'd never trust us with money again.

Tyra and I went to find a table whilst Macie and Alex went to buy some more Coffee for us.

"Caitlyn, are you sure you’re ok, you keep twitching, you're not acting normal"

"No. I’m not ok. I lied about before, I’m sorry." I took a deep, patchy breath in, I couldn’t hide it from her, we tell each other everything. I carried on,

"I feel like I’m being watched my some freaky man. When we were in the party, a man was sitting there staring at me and when I looked his way, he quickly turned his head. Than when we got out of the spa, he was there again but this time, he didn’t look away, he was staring right into my eyes."

"What did he look like?" Tyra asked not taking her eyes off my face

"Well, he was wearing a black T-shirt and black jeans; he was also wearing black sunglasses"

"The way you describe him, you make him sound like a detective" Tyra laughed out loud and soon enough I was joining in.

“You’ve got to make sure you tell no one about this" I gave her a serious look.

"You've got my word on it!"

Alex and Macie finally arrived with steaming coffee in their hands; I took my coffee and started drinking. The three of them were having a long conversation, I was trying my best to engage in the conversation but I couldn't get that mysterious man out of my head.

"I’m just going to the ladies room, I’ll be back quickly." I stood up and left the table.

I walked down the stairs and through the hallway; the ferry was so big it was hard trying to find the toilets. I saw a banner that said toilets on it and there was an arrow to the left. I turned to the left and found another banner that said I had to turn to the right. Just as I turned round the corner, I bumped into a large man.

It didn’t take me long to realise that this man wasn't a stranger. He looked down at me through his dark sunglasses and I knew there was no way I could run, he was blocking me from walking any further and there were no corridors behind me. Yes, I was sure it was mystery man, He took a step closer.

 "Can I talk to you please?"

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Authors notes: The second chapter, i hope you enjoyed it and i tried to add more suspense to it. Hope it worked out for you. Please comment and give any suggestions. And please vote if you think its good. :)