Prisoner h.s

chapter nine- Baldy's daughter

Althea's pov

I gasped in horror. Who did this? Did Styles follow me home? That's fucking impossible though.

 Then another ring is heard from my phone, I pick it up to see the same unknown person on my screen.

/UNKNOWN:

Aw baby are you scared? Don't worry about it, no one will see this. Unless, 

What do they want?  

I throw my phone across the room. My heart beat still isn't stable as I feel it hammering in my chest. My hands still trembling with fear and drenched with sweat. I don't feel safe here anymore, the only person who can help calm me down right now would be Naya.

I pick back up my phone that landed in the bathtub. No scratches, no broken parts. Thank god

I dial down Naya's phone number, placing it quickly to my ear. The line starts to ring, I bite my nail hoping she'll pick up, whispering to myself. 

A few rings later I hear the calmest voice I've heard this whole trip.

" Hello?" 

"Naya! I'm so glad to hear your voice" My voice starts to crack as I break out in sobs.

"Althea, what's going on? Talk to me, please," her voice stays calm even though I can see the panic in her eyes through the phone.

I cry out some more, trying to put what just happen words is harder then I imagine.

"I-I, someone was here, in my room. They were following me and they have a picture," I take a deep breath, trying to calm myself down but nothing seems to stop my cries. "They, they have a picture of me in the shower. They somehow found my number and sent it to me and-and" 

She stops me before I can continue anything.

"Althea, I don't care what you say but your not safe anymore. Get a new room, I'm on my way, I just bought a plane ticket to go see my father for next week, but coming a few days earlier than expected won't kill me. I'll see you in a few hours, love you Thea."

Before I say anything she hangs up the phone. I continue to cry out, lowering my phone. I slide sitting down on the bathroom floor, crouched and still shaking.

I stay there a few minutes letting my skin soak up my tears. 

I'm so glad I have a friend like Naya. She would sacrifice anything for me, which makes me feel special most of the time. A few years ago she went crazy on my prom date because he didn't want to dance with me because I was embarrassing. That did hurt me but she gave him a run for his money.

I start to feel better and more calm so I stand up from my crouched position. I let out a frustrated sigh and go towards the sink to wash my face one more  time. 

I turn on the water and make sure it's cold. I splash the water on my face, soothing the red puffiness from my eyes. 

I need to get out of here

I get changed into my grey sweat pants and throw a hoodie over my head. I pull my wet hair out of the back of my hoodie and tie it up in a pony tail to get out of my face.

My hands are moving so fast, going throw everything and stuffing it back into my luggage. I take a last look into the room making sure I didn't forget anything. 

I close the door on my way out, speed walking to the elevator to the right of my room. Pressing the elevator button as it opens, wasting to time going to the lobby. The elevator stopped,