[A story of 3394 words. For Writco a long story but I promise it is worth it.]

It had been a bad day. The only thing that was my fault was that I missed the train. I could have lived with it if it stopped there. But today it seemed like my luck was absent. The next train I could catch, had skipped the train station and now I had to wait for the second-last train. Usually I was the good kid that never came home late, unless she had a good reason. But today everything seemed against me. I caught a glimpse of myself in the reflection of the little window of the -already closed- kiosk and to my horror, my curls had completely fallen out. I was drenched, although the expensive jacket I was wearing, was supposed to be waterproof. Of course I had forgotten to take an umbrella, when I left the house this morning. And that was not the only thing I had forgotten. Something I rarely forgot to do, was charging my phone. But today I had forgotten that too. So now my phone had died, the rain was getting heavier and I knew, the second I got home, my parents would be there, ready to teach me the rules about being out late. I already imagine my father starting the sentence with: 'A girl alone at night...'
Suddenly I heard a loud bang. I looked around me and saw the train that I had to catch, but it had stopped several kilometers before the station. Before I could wonder what had happened, some train staff stepped out. They looked exhausted and worried. Suddenly I didn't need words anymore. It felt like my heart stopped for a second.
That train was not able to bring me home anymore and so was the very last one, because the station only had one railway.
I made eye contact with the train staff and saw them throwing their hands in the air in a helpless gesture.

I had been standing in the pouring rain for approximately half an hour, when a car stopped next to me. I didn't dare look up, so I directed my eyes to the tiles under my feet.
'Hello miss, can I help you?'
The voice, coming out of the car, startled me, but mostly because of the resemblance to a voice I knew too good. A voice I had wanted to forget so bad.
I slowly looked up, through my eyelashes, and a wave of shock went through me. It was him.
For a few seconds I stared into his eyes, until he looked away.
He sped off, after he said: 'Never mind. I know you wouldn't want me.'
But luckily I came to my senses before my pride kicked in. I hated to admit it, but I needed his help so badly.
I waved as hard and as high as I could, and sincerely hoped he would see it. And suddenly, I saw the backlights of his car turning away, and saw the headlights coming my way. I sighed with relief and waited patiently for him to come.
But when his car stood next to me again, my stomach turned. I needed to say something, otherwise there would be an awkward silence between us.
He stepped out of his car and opened the door for me, surprising me with his manners.
I mumbled a 'thanks' and sat down on the front seat. I felt him looking at me so I clenched my fists.
Suddenly his voice broke the silence. 'Relax Clementine, I'm not gonna do something to you.'
I send him an angry look. 'I wasn't thinking about that.'
To my horror, he stopped the car on the side of the road. I felt my cheeks heaten up.
He brought his head close to mine and looked me into the eyes. 'What were you thinking about, Clemens?'
I felt a shiver when he said my nickname, but ignored it.
'I wasn't thinking about anything', after a short pause I added: 'Not with you.'
I saw his eyes darkening and I felt my hands trembling. Suddenly he showed a little smirk and he looked me up and down. 'You grew, Clemens.'
I shot him an angry look again. 'Please say my normal name. That's already terrifying enough, out of your mouth.'
Again that horrifying smirk. 'You sure are still the same savage Clemens, hm.'
I straightened my back and looked him sternly in the eye. 'I don't want you to call me anything, but...'
'You want me to call you 'love' instead?'
I shivered from the cold. Suddenly he looked concerned. 'Okay nevermind, I will bring you home ASAP.'
'Yes, you should do that.', I said, trying to sound stern, but it sounded weak instead. I started feeling hot, unusually hot.
Suddenly I saw him looking my way, and the look in his eyes turned from focus to shock and then to...