When Julia woke up, the first thing she felt was pain. Her right arm ached like hell, her mouth was dry and to make things worse, she needed to go to the loo.
Slowly she turned around, moving her casted arm in slow motion. She looked at the alarm clock. It showed 02:41.
She switched on the light and slowly went, only covered with her slip, to the bathroom. After she relieved herself, she went to the kitchen, pressing her casted arm against her belly. AH, the cool cast felt good on her skin.
In the kitchen, she got a bottle of water from the fridge, opened it with some effort and poured some of it in a glass. She was wide-awake now. She sat down at the kitchen table, put her casted arm on it and looked at the cast.
It was a classical white plaster cast that started at her armpit and went down to the tips of her fingers, leaving her thumb out.
Six weeks at least she would have to wear this heavy cast. Biggest problem was that she was right-handed and a bit clumsy with her left hand. It dawned to her that the next weeks would be difficult and unpleasant.
She took the cigarette packet to have a smoke before going back to bed.
She groaned when she realized that the packet was empty.
Where should she get cigarettes in the middle of the night?
Suddenly she remembered that she had some in her car.
She didn't like to go to the car park at night, but it seemed there was no choice. She wanted to smoke, she needed it, badly.
She went to her bedroom, wandering what to wear. After some consideration, she put on a long, white T-Shirt.
That must do - nobody will see it anyway.
She slipped into a pair of blue plastic flip-flops, took her keys and went to the lift.
***
On her way down she thought about her day. She wished she could have stayed in bed. Everything went wrong. First, the alarm didn't go off, than her boss didn't like her report and scolded her vehemently and threatened to sack her if she didn't improve her performance. On her way home, she fell down the steps and landed awkwardly on her arm. In the hospital she had to wait a long time to get her arm x-rayed, and then she had to wait for a doctor.
When she thought about the doctor, she started to smile. He was very handsome, sympathetic and charming. While he applied the plaster cast, he looked at her big boobs out of the corner of his eyes. She thought she even had noticed a bulge under his coat.
What a shame that the nurse was around all the time.
***
Finally, the lift reached the car park. Slowly she walked to her car, opened the door and got a pack of cigarettes from the glove box. With some effort, she opened the pack and lit a cigarette.
She sighted with relief after the first pull. She was so absorbed with her cigarette that she didn't notice the man behind her. When she finished her cigarette, she dropped it on the floor and closed the door. When she was going to lock it, she heard a noise behind her.
He put a hand over her mouth and pressed a knife against her throat.
"Keep silent if you want to live." His voice was hoarse and had a strong foreign accent.
She was frozen with fear but managed to nod.
