Blacklight (An Interactive Creepypasta x reader)

Chapter 4: Calls

Surveillance:

a watch kept over a person, group, etc.

After enjoying my tea and the moment all together, I stood up. I had my mug in hand as I walked towards the sink. I placed the cup into the sink with a bit of a clatter when I remembered the teaspoon left on the counter. I picked it up and saw the folded-up parchment. I grabbed it along with the spoon. I walked to the sink, yet again, placing the spoon inside. Once satisfied I sat back down on the sofa by the short table. I stared at the note for a moment, picking up my phone.

"1-***-***-****, huh?"

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I thought about it for a moment. I have a boyfriend... this is weird. Though the more you thought about it, EJ wasn't even necessarily into you. He could just be lonely and want to talk to someone. "Fuck it!" 

I heard the small beeps as I typed in his number. Each touch to the screen made me excited and nervous at the same time. When the phone started ringing, I felt that anxious feeling, the sinking in my stomach. 

"Hello?" I heard a bit of a smile in his voice. "Hey! It's Odette!" I heard him chuckle from across the line. "I didn't expect to hear from you this soon." I laughed awkwardly. "Yeah, I don't know... just wanted to talk..." He laughed again at yet another awkward statement.

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"and that's how I learned I was allergic to lilies." I finished telling my story to EJ. "Interesting..." He commented. "Yeah, I think they're really pretty I just can't-" My phone started ringing. I was getting another call. 'Brayden <3' "Oh... I'm getting another call, can I talk to you later?" I asked, worried he would be upset. "Of course! Just give me a call whenever!" I was relieved. "Awesome, thank you so much! I'll talk to you later!" I said really quickly before picking up my boyfriend's call.

"Hey. What took so long?" Shit... "Sorry, I was just getting off the phone with Vannessa." I lied. "Oh... alright. Well, can you come over?" I thought for a moment. I wasn't really in the mood but it would be better than upsetting him. "Yeah, I can come over!" I said with some fake enthusiasm. "Just let me get ready." Instead of saying goodbye, I was met with the sound that meant the other line had hung up. A bit rude but that's fine.

I walked into the bathroom. My outfit was fine. I might want to do my makeup though. I put on some natural-looking makeup, nothing much. Some lightly tinted lipstick, concealer, mascara, and some blush. 

3rd POV:

Eventually, the h/c was satisfied with her look. She grabbed everything she needed again. She put on her shoes with a sigh. The girl tied them for a second time that day. She stood up a wrapped her coat and scarf around her body. She swung her purse over her shoulder and turned the handle. She stepped outside of her apartment turning on her heels towards the exit door. Pushing it open, she stared down the stairs with a small smile. She stepped foot on the first step and picked up pace from there. 

She reached the bottom of the staircase, out of breath and laughing between gasps of air. Letting out one last laugh, she hiccuped. "Oh god... this won't be going away any time soo-" her own statement was cut up by another small hiccup. She made her way out of the room. She quickly walked towards the final door and stepped out into the winter air. 

The y/h girl let out another squeak of a hiccup. She held her breath, annoyed by the uncontrollable action. She pushed her scarf up, covering her mouth, leaving the crimson heart necklace exposed. She began walking to the bus stop, ready to get this over with.