From Anthony:
Wyd?
To Anthony:
Nm, why?
Before I had too much time to let my brain process the fact that I was randomly being texted by Anthony, my phone vibrated as I received a FaceTime from him.
I questioningly pressed answer and let the camera stare at the ceiling, my phone set on my coffee table.
"Hello?" I asked slowly.
"Hi Bella," Anthony smiled, "Wait, where are you?"
I slowly raised the phone up to my face, Anthony's smile growing widely.
"I can't talk for long, but I haven't really talked to you in a long time and wanted to check on you. How's things?" He asked.
"Um, well, I'm in my own apartment now...nothing else is that interesting," I bit my lip, shrugging my shoulders. "Before you ask, the guys are taking a road trip with Ashton's stupid girlfriend and her rude toddler. I was with them, but I left."
Anthony raised his eyebrow and I knew he was questioning what i said. "So, is she like rude to you?"
I nodded, "Yeah, but it's whatever..."
And then the conversation kinda faded out. Not even ten minutes later Anthony left and I just laid on my couch staring at the ceiling.
I got up and went upstairs to the bathroom, figuring I'd take a quick shower; and I did.
When I got out I had put on a pair of comfy shorts and a sports bra, brushed my hair, not even having time to put on my shirt before there was a loud bang downstairs.
I jumped, my heart racing.
I cracked open the door just a slight bit, "H-hello?" I called shakily.
No body answered.
I grabbed the closest thing to me, which was a bottle of shampoo. I figured I could burn the persons' eyes out with it...We all know how it feels to have shampoo in your eyes.
I slowly stepped out of the room, mentally cursing the squeaky floors.
"Hello?" I called again, my heart racing as I heard another crash. I quietly creaked down the stairs, stepping into the living room.
I held up the shampoo when something sounded behind me, I whipped my head around before being tripped, causing me to fall onto the ground...
I landed on my back with a thud and a groan. My shampoo, and only weapon, had flew somewhere over my head and out of arms reach. I looked up at the ceiling for a second before pulling myself up from the ground, preparing myself to be face to face with a thief...but nope, no one stood eye level with me.
When I looked down, there was a little girl with a devious smile and her mother walking up behind her.
"Guess you weren't expecting company?"
Casey's voice made my stomach churn.
