"When you are eating with the devil, you must use a long spoon." How could I leave my meat in the care of a hungry cat? How could I send EK to Lucy’s house while we were all competing for her heart? Lucy had agreed to be mine, but after what happened last night, who knew if she would still stand by that decision?
EK and I finished breakfast, chatted a bit about everything except our “operation revenge” on JK. Honestly, I was beginning to lose interest in that whole plan. My mind was already hijacked by Lucy.
After EK left, her thoughts crept in again. I felt alone. Disturbed. Confused. Every time life gave me a little sweetness, something bitter came along to spoil the taste. Lucy had accepted my proposal, but something didn’t feel right. I sensed danger ahead. How could something so right feel so wrong?
I decided to go to Lucy’s house.
Locking the doors behind me, I set off. My heart started pounding the closer I got. That wild dog was still fresh in my memory. Facing it again wasn’t exactly on my bucket list. When I reached their gate, I muttered a quick prayer. No “Beware of Dog” sign in sight. Careless people. How could they just leave strangers to find out the hard way?
I banged the giant iron gate. My palms were sweating.
“Who’s that?” a man’s voice barked from inside.
My heart froze. That voice… it sounded like the same man who beat me senseless the night before.
Should I answer? Should I run? Should I melt into the ground and disappear?
"The surface of the water is beautiful, but it is not good to sleep on." I decided to retreat. Better to go home alive than end up in another free boxing match. I had barely taken three steps away when the gate creaked open.
I turned—Lucy’s mum stood there.
“Ah, KD, you’re here. Come in.”
What could I do? Refuse? I followed her inside, eyes darting left and right for signs of the wild dog… or that man.
She led me into a big hall and handed me an ice-cold drink. I sipped nervously as she excused herself, leaving me alone. The plasma TV was on, showing one of my favourite movies. For a brief moment, I almost forgot my fear. At least if I died here, I’d die entertained.
When she returned, she apologised for keeping me waiting. I told her it was fine—after all, Tom and Jerry were keeping me company. Then her tone changed.
She leaned in slightly.
“KD, there’s something I need to discuss with you… But first, let me make sure no one else is in the house.”
My stomach tightened. What could this be about? Was it Lucy’s whereabouts? Was it last night’s attack? Or something even darker?
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