~𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐄𝐋𝐃 𝐌𝐄~

H/H

I don't think twice before reaching out and attempting to grab my phone.

"Ah, ah, ah," he says lifting his arm up higher so I can't reach it.

What is he doing?

"What are you doing?"

"What do you mean?," he says now lifting both arms in the air. "I'm stretching"

I'm beyond confused. Is he trying to mess with my head or something? Or be funny? If so it's annoying.

"I'm sorry do I know you?"

"Nope," he replied. "But you could know me." He starts swiftly walking.

"And what does that mean? Where would I know you from?"

"Ya know.. around," he muttered clicking the elevator button.

"Around where? Are you like a old friend of my dad's or something?"

I notice his face drop and become more serious when I mention my dad but he doesn't reply.

"Helloooo?," I said following him into the elevator.

"What?" he asked curiously pressing a button.

"Are you a old friend of my dads or not?"

"No? Why would you think that?"

Why would I think that? Your acting like you know me and playing dumb games with me. Most of my dads old friends used to be like that. Always teasing me.

"Well I don't know. I don't know you but your acting like you know me so.."

"So? Maybe that's my way of just being nice."

I don't say anything. We exit the elevator and we're walking down a long hall. Wait why did I follow him? Where am I?

"Wait, where are we?," I asked hesitantly.

"In there." He gestures to a door.

"What?"

"In there is your friend" he says. "They'll be back soon so hurry"

How did he know? My eyebrows are scrunched up while I look up at him.

"Wait wha-"

"Gotta go, I'll see you around," he quickly said cutting me off.

I watch him walk away, not looking back.

Hesitantly I look at the door and look around. I don't think I'm meant to be going in but oh well there's no one here.

I slowly open the door and my eyes land straight on Erika. Or at least I think that's her.?

I run up to her bed and almost throw up again. I'm not even going to describe what I saw. Everything is just so swollen and red and purple and there's bandages everywhere.

And my moms was right, some of her nails are ripped off.

I slowly back away from her bed wondering if her parents have been contacted yet.

Her mom and dad left 3 months ago for a work trip for around 6-9 months and left Erika alone. Not a lot of people know that but no one seems to care except from me. I don't even know why I care.

She only likes them away for so long for the parties she holds like every weekend.

I take one last look and slip out of the room. I never want to see that gruesome sight again. I make my way to the elevator.

Shit, how am I going to get home my mom has probably left. I could catch a bus? But I have no money. I could call someone? Yes I'll do that.

I'm searching my pockets on my jeans when I get infuriated with anger. That bastard kept my phone.