Monday, April 13, 2015

Knock knock



“Knock knock”

“Who’s there?”

“Disguise”

“Disguise who?”

                         “Disguise in love with you!”

It was something they did every night. John got home from work much later than Lea, and they always went through their knock-knock routine before she’d open the door and let him in.

The following evening

“Knock knock”

“Who’s there and why are you putting on that funny voice?"  Lea giggled. "John?"

“Knock knock”

“Stop it John, you are scaring me”

Lea opened the door, just a little, and a man in a black hoody pushed his way in and slammed his fist on the light switch plunging the flat into darkness. He shone a torch upwards from beneath his chin.

“Get out” Lea shoved him back towards the door. He staggered  but held his ground. Still with the torch lighting his face he lowered his hood. Suddenly she recognised him as the man she’d escaped from two years earlier. She froze with fear. He turned the torch on her.

“I said I’d find you Lea. I did tell you”

“What the hell do you want Mike?”

“Now that’s stupid question Lea. I've come to collect what is mine. I’m taking you home”

Later that evening

“Knock knock” Nothing. “Knock knock” Louder.

“Lea, open the door sweetheart” Still nothing.

He used his key to open the door. Lea was nowhere to be seen.


A complete change tomorrow when I'll have little bit of  light hearted nonsense for children and the young at heart alike! It's called Listen


28 comments:

  1. That was one scary tale Keith. Sadly so much of this behaviour exists in our sick society.

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  2. this is terrifying. great post

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  3. This is not for the frail hearted.

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  4. Ohh! Should never open the door for strangers. Poor John wouldn't even know where to start looking for her.
    Enjoyed reading this, Keith. Dropped over from Shilpa's blog. Glad to connect with you via the AtoZ! :)
    A to Z Participant
    miss_teerious

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    1. Hi Chicky, thank you so much for visiting my place!

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  5. Wow, that started out so innocent and cute and turned scary fast. Great!

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  6. Ooh, scary. Poor John to come home to an empty house like that.

    Annalisa, writing A-Z vignettes, at Wake Up, Eat, Write, Sleep

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  7. ohh no... Poor Lea. Loved the story.

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    1. She may just have popped down the pub! Who knows?

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  8. This is a real knock to the heart...and two pieces compliment each other perfectly...sometimes we need to write the darker shades as well as the light - you do both so well

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    1. Thanks for your kind words - I hope it din't upset Alice!

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  9. Scary - poor John and Lea - how we never quite escape our past.

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  10. I literally have chills. Well done!

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  11. Gosh! That's so terrible! Why is that our past always catches up with us, no matter how hard we try to make it go away!

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  12. It started off in a light-hearted manner... and then transformed into something sinister... *shivers*
    Happy A to Z'ing!
    Writer In Transit

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  13. GAH!

    That took an unpleasant turn.

    Nicely done though!

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  14. Oh, chilly. What a turn from starting as a joke...

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  15. I wonder if there's a sequel to follow. I want John and Lea to have a happily ever after...

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