Touch In The Dark

Chapter 34

Evelyn's POV

Facade

(Noun) Fa-sod

An outward appearance which is deliberately false and gives you a wrong impression about someone or something

My arms stretch above my head as the sun shines through the open curtain. Before I can get my barring's, my phone rings. The noise makes my heart jump from the sudden intrusion.

I roll my eyes and answer without checking the caller ID.

"Hello?"

"Ms. Jetton, nice to hear you again." A familiar voice says.

Oh, my fucking goodness, it's that Eriks dude! The Russian accent is loud and clear.

"How did you get my cell phone number?" I ask almost panicked. I tried to conceal it but to no avail.

He left out a sinister laugh. I don't understand what's so amusing, I'm not amused at all.

"You can find anything on the internet these days. I have to admit, you were harder to find than I thought. No hospital visits, no jail time, no nothing."

I sigh and watch the flashbacks of my mom being in and out of hospitals. I've been to many hospitals and spent tons of time in them, but it wasn't under my name.

"Ms. Jetton, you still there?" He asks while I'm still playing through the flashbacks.

I nod then realize he can't see me. "Yes. What do you want?" I bite my lip to stop it from wobbling.

"I want to warn you..." His accent rolls off his tongue with a smile I can hear through the phone.

My heart flutters in fear. Warn me? A few scenarios run through my head before he finishes his sentence.

"You are surrounded by terrible men. You will get caught in the crossfire sooner or later. You can try to prepare for it, you can try to prevent it; but you will never be ready enough for what will happen." The line goes dead as soon as he finishes.

I look at my phone and at my bedroom wall. What the fuck was that! I shake my head and continue to just get ready for the day.

I contemplate on telling Dimitri about what just happened. It would be smart for me to say something, but I've been avoiding him all day because of what happened last night. My chest expands as I breathe in. I don't want things to be awkward, I didn't not like it...but I don't know how he feels, and I rather not know because if he didn't then I'd have to jump off a bridge from embarrassment.

While walking down the hallway, I pull out my phone and text Mark. I can't keep doing this to him, I feel nothing for Dimitri, I have to buy a new journal since his hands tainted my last one. I ended up taking the flower out and ripping the pages up. The flower is now in my nightstand drawer.

Me

Want to hangout today?

Mark

Sure babe. Want to meet me at the coffee shop near my house?

Me

Yes! I'll be there in twenty minutes.

I smile as I shove my phone back into my pocket.

My smile drops as I see Dimitri from the bottom of the stairs. He's out in the back yard in his own pool, just relaxing with his feet in the water. His shirt is discarded on a lawn chair making his abs on full display for my wandering eyes.