DECENTRALIZED Fiction Writing - Fabio and Emma - Third update
Hi. This is the third update to the decentralized story of Fabio and Emma. The rules of the game have been spelled out here:
https://steemit.com/writing/@claudiop63/decentralized-fiction-writing-add-a-chapter-to-my-story
Here is the story so far, thanks to contributions from @felixxx and @mammasitta, @naquoya and @iontom and...myself, obviously.
FABIO AND EMMA
ABSTRACT
Fabio and Emma are in their late 20s and live in London. Fabio is Italian, Emma comes from a small town in the north of England. Fabio has just lost his well-paid job in a major financial institution in the City, while Emma has just gotten a cool job in the fashion industry.
They have been together for three years and want to have children, but the recent professional changes are putting their relationship under pressure. Fabio would like to either accept an offer from Wall Street and move now to New York City, or take a sabbatical year for them to travel and decide where to go and what to do next...
STORY
A funny smell in the subway. It's not unpleasant – just weird. It reminds Fabio of one of Emma's body odours...the one he likes most.
Fabio was trying not to think about Emma for as long as possible, following last night's discussion. Sometimes he feels she doesn't realize how lucky they are: his savings can easily pay for 12 months of travelling, making love, and deciding where to go next. Ok, she has a brand new job, but they are still young and Fabio feels they should grab now their chance to travel and then decide where to settle down and have kids.
The train stops. Time to get out.
The funny smell follows him while he moves towards the door. It's more present now. Fabio can't help picturing tropical beaches, palm trees ... sunsets and peace. He feels exhausted. There is no way he can make her understand; fashion can wait -this train can not.
He stops right at the door, and says: "I'm not coming - I'm sorry". Emma has already left the train. She turns around on the platform.
"Don't be silly, we have reservations and you know who is ..."
Too late. The door is closed now and Fabio is still in the train. They stare at each other as Fabio accelerates into the tunnel. Fabio's face turns pale and all he has in mind is how to open that damn door. He screams: "Emma, please wait for me, I come and get you ".
She keeps on staring at him. She doesn't move , watching the train leave slowly while Fabio runs quickly further back to try another door.
Emma is the first girl Fabio deeply fell in love with and he couldn't imagine a life without her . She turned his world upside down. How could he ever forget her innocent smile after making love to her.
Suddenly Fabio hears a soft voice asking " Are you ok ?" He turns around and here she is: a very attractive black-haired girl speaking English with a strong Italian accent. She has probably not realized that Fabio is Italian, as Fabio has been living in London for many years. His Italian accent is not evident and in fact he can even fake a decent Cockney accent! Anyway, the black-haired girl is very attractive and within a split second Fabio finds himself imagining a whole life together with her. His mother would certainly love her (Emma on the contrary is not very popular in the family), and they could make love using Italian terms of endearment, etc, etc, etc...
All of a sudden, Fabio feels stupid for making all these fantasies up out a single sight of the woman. He whishes he could stop the train and run after Emma. But this is impossible at this stage, so why not keep his point and get to know an interesting person...?
Fabio then goes like: "It's been a terrible day and you girls are really weird" (he speaks Italian now). The girls looks at him with interest and, after one second, nods.
In the meantime, the smell has intensified. Fabio stares at his own reflection in the window and his mind goes back to Emma. Every time they argued, Emma would go passive and call him silly.
Yes, very silly, he thinks. a self-made millionaire and world class broker paying for her lifestyle of parties and nice dresses!
Fabio feels hurt and lonely. He turns to the girl again, and they start speaking simultaneously.
"What is your name ?"
"Have you been to the Fijis ?"
Fiji, he thinks. Why would she be asking me about Fiji? She doesn't even know me. I don't even know her.
"What's your name?" Fabio thought he'd try again. I can't talk about Fiji, not yet. Not before I know what her name is. At the very least.
"You answer my question first". She says that with an element of mischeviousness. Fabio is intrigued. He was hoping she wouldn't push the Fiji issue. It reminded him of the time he spent a week there with Emma.
"Yes, I have been to Fiji. Once."
Why would she be asking about Fiji, Fabio thinks. Is this just a coincidence?
"It's a beautiful place. So peaceful. I was there just last week", she replies..
"I met somebody there that knew you, Fabio."
How does she know his name? Fabio's mind is racing. This woman is a mystery. Shouldn't he be chasing after Emma, not discussing Fiji with this mysterious woman? With this beautiful, mysterious woman, he thinks. His thoughts are racing. The more he looks at her, the more he is captivated by her beauty.
He is entranced.
"Wait, what?" Fabio asks the woman. "Why were you thinking about Fiji?"
She turns up and looks up at him with deeply captivating brown eyes, and speaks. "I saw you there, just now. With me."
The world whirls, Fabio feeels dizzy. His thoughts about this woman making him feel both excited and guilty. Emma is waiting back at the station for him. What should he do? Maybe he could ask if she knew a good place to get coffee at the next stop. Or perhaps find out her stop first. Why is he thinking about this though?!
The train goes through a tunnel and the world goes black for an instant. He sees flashing lights trail past in the window. Then he turns back to the woman, except, she isn't there. He frantically searches around the train for a minute. He askes the man sitting across from him, but nobody has seen the woman he is talking about.
Disheartened, he fumbles out his phone to check what time it is. He notices a new email, sent from the "Black Card Travel Society." It is offering an insanely good deal for a trip to.... Fiji, but for only one person. It also says that it would require an interview, to be held at the travel office in Greenwich.
He puts his head in his hands. He and Emma already had tickets and a hotel booked in New York. He even has a ring ready to propose to her there. Who is sending him this email? Who was the woman and how has she vanished?
Why Fiji?
The train rolls to a stop and he gets off. Greenwich Station. What should he do?
Wait and go back to Emma on the reverse train.
Find the Black Card Travel Society.
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Fabio got off the train at the station. He looked around to confirm. Yes he was at Greenwich Station. He checked the email again. He thought about that name, Black Card Travel Society. Was this some secret society he was being lured to? Maybe it was an adventure society. To bring some adventure and excitement into ones life. Who could know? Fabio needed to know more. But how could he, without going there? But what if it was some type of trap? Too many questions, Fabio thought. Too much intrigue. He decided to throw caution to the wind.
He exited the station and turned around. He new Greenwich well enough to find his way around. The office he was looking for was three streets away. He could make his way there easily. Maybe five minutes, he thought to himself.
And then what? His heart was racing. He could feel his adrenaline pumping. This is crazy, isn't it? Fabio stopped, and caught his breath. What was he doing? Did he really know.
Stop second guessing yourself, he thought, almost saying the words out loud. Maybe he did. A few people looked at him as they walked past. He felt like he needed to calm down, take back control of his thoughts. He decided to just get it over and done with.
He got to the office, and took a quick look around the street before walking through the door. Inside was a small but neat office. Obviously some sort of travel agency. There was no one behind the desk, but there was a bell to ring. One of those old fashion ones, that you press with your palm. Fabio hit the bell.
And then out she walked. Fabio stared in disbelief. Am I being played, he thought. What is happening here? He didn't say anything, he felt unable to speak, but his mind had questions.
There before him stood Emma. Working there, at the Black Card Travel Society.
“Emma?” Fabio finally managed to speak her name.
“No,” she replied, my name is Rachel, “how may I help you?”
He showed her the email he received.
“We've been expecting you, Fabio. If you'd like to take seat,” she said whilst pointing to a nearby desk.
Fabio was more confused than ever. Had he just lost one Emma, and found another. Except it wasn't her. His world was dissolving right before his eyes, he thought. He decided he needed to know who Rachel really was.
I am so glad to see you joined in and with awesome chapters
I'm glad you liked them. It's all very mysterious, isn't it? A lot of fun though, seeing where it all goes.
I hope I find time to continue . I got some ideas
It's getting a bit mysterious here :) very nice plot so far. Could I go again Claudio ?
Of course, you are very welcome :-)
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