Sapphire Angel / Lucas Wong (Wong Yukhei)

Part 30 - Bad Alive

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I dropped the phone out of fear, and it fell onto the floor with a loud thud. I picked it up and slowly stood up.

"Zeda?" I heard Lucas say. "Who's at your door this late? Is it your parents?"

It was now after 2am ... who would be at my door?

"Zeda." A man's voice said from the other side of the door.

My eyes grew wide, and my heart sank.

It was Vince.

I stood there silently for a minute, stunned and scared.

'You have ... one ... minutes remaining on this call.'

"Zeda ... is that him?" Lucas asked sadly.

"How does he know your room number?"

"Zeda, let me in." Vince said.

"Lucas I swear I don't know why he's here and I don't know how he got here." I tried to whisper.

"I can hear you in there, Zeda. Open the door, we need to talk." He again knocked loudly.

I went into the bathroom and closed the door.

"Are you going to open it?" Lucas asked.

"No. I'm hiding in the bathroom." I whispered.

"Maybe you should call the police, Zeda."

I sat with my back against the door for a few seconds trying to catch my breath from the adrenaline that had surged through my body.

'You have ... thirty ... seconds remaining on this call.'

" Miss Zeda, please stay safe. Call someone and do not open that door."

"I love you." I said.

"I love you too. I'll try my best to call you tomorrow."

"Okay."

"Goodnight, Miss Zeda. Please be careful."

"Goodnight Lucas."

But before either of us hung up or the call disconnected Vince was again banging on the door.

"Zeda get your ass to this door and open it." He yelled.

I gasped and felt myself start to shake with fear. What if he broke through the door? Hopefully he would just make so much noise that someone would come get rid of him.

Lucas heard it and was about to speak but was cut off by the phone, and I was left alone with the dial tone.

I felt like I could be sick.

"Baby ... please. Let me in. I really need to talk to you." Vince said, putting on a soft voice that I used to love when we were having our good times.

My heart burned with rage and my fists clenched. Without even thinking I left the bathroom and went straight to the door but didn't open it.

"How fucking dare you even think for a second that you can call me something like that. You are the absolute lowest scum of the earth and I regret every moment I spent with you." I tried to not yell, but still express my pure hatred for this man through my voice.

"Oooh, there she is." Vince seemed to perk up and chuckled.

"That got you to come out. C'mon let me in, baby." He jiggled the handle but obviously nothing was going to happen unless he had a key, or I opened the door myself.