Chapter 17- Phone Calls

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~Emily~

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~Emily~

He's so hot.

Guess what I'm doing..

I'm watching Criminal Minds. No sorry. I'm rewatching Criminal Minds.

Season 7 to be specific.

Spencer Reid, man he is just...woah.

"This is calm. And it's doctor."

My favorite line ever.

I've been watching Criminal Minds for hours. Basically since I woke up. I'm not feeling too productive but what else am I going to do. I've already cleaned and done all of my chores and some responsibilities.

But I'm the type of person to rewatch shows over and over again instead of starting a new series.
Boring, yeah I know but sometimes the suspense kills me. Plus, Spencer Reid is hot so.

My phone starts ringing so I pick it up from beside me to check who's calling. Seeing it's a unknown caller I decline it and put it back down.

My phone rings again and I decline it. If it's important they will leave a voicemail or message.

And then of course, it rings and I decline again.

I continue watching my show for a bit. My phone hasn't rang in a while but I'm paranoid it will ring again. These phone calls are scaring me so I check all my windows and doors are locked since I'm home alone. I should tell my mom to get security cameras because these small alarms we have only do so much.

See now I'm scared and paranoid. I need a distraction.

I'm going to cook. Yeah. What am I going to cook? I have no idea but I need to get my mind off things right now. I turn off the tv and put on some true crime podcasts. I think I listen to them more than music. I just find them entertaining.

I have the habit of stress cooking too so I am going to do just that.

I get out some ingredients to make chicken pasta. It's my go-to meal. It's simple and boring but it's really all I got. My mom and I should really go grocery shopping. Yeah.

A few minutes into making my pasta the doorbell rings making me jump. I check out the window next to the front door and see a familiar black Audi parked up front.

I hesitantly open the door, "Oh thank god it's you." I let out a breath of relief when Lucas come into view.

Lucas's face fills up in confusion, "Who'd you think it was?"

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