Once A Liar

Chapter One: Roomies

AERO's POV

"I'm sad but also relieved to be back at school," Aurelie sighed as she continued to make her bed.

I finished hanging up my last shirt in the closest and then plopped myself down onto my bed.

"Yeah, me too," I agreed as I pulled my phone out of my pocket.

I hadn't had time to think about the phone call from my father since the plane ride back to Canada. We landed this morning and focused our time on unpacking our dorm rooms.

The entire plane ride I just kept replaying the call over and over again in my head.

"Hello Sweetie."

As soon as I said "Dad?" into the phone, he just responded, "Let's keep this between us two. You have too many lover boys at risk nowadays to take any chances."

I got no other explanation or information. He just hung up.

After the plane ride, we drove back to the university.

Patrick went back to his and Thomas' dorm while Thomas made the unfortunate decision to finally return to his home.

As I looked at my phone I searched for a text from Thomas but there wasn't any so far.

"Aero?" Aurelie said catching my attention.

"Sorry, what?" I asked while lowering my phone.

She had put on her purple button up jacket and repeated, "I was asking if you wanted to get dinner with Patrick and I."

I debated on it for a minute, but I knew I had other things to do.

I shook my head and said, "No that's okay, you guys go ahead. I'll wait and see what Thomas is doing."

It wasn't a complete lie.

"Okay, I'll see you later then!" she smiled before heading out.

After she left I googled the closest phone store near me and ordered an Uber.

I had to at least try to figure out how my father was contacting me.

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"What does that mean?" I asked confused.

The guy with the grey vest at the phone store answered, "It means whoever they are is using a burner phone."

I sighed and took the phone back from him.

"So there's no way to tell me who it belongs to or how to contact them?" I asked disappointedly.

He shook his head.

"No, but if it's an issue the police can do more then we can," he advised. He pushed up his glasses and looked at his watch again.

"Thanks anyway," I muttered before leaving the store.

As soon as I left the store my phone began to ring.

Unknown caller.

"Fuck," I mumbled nervously.

I accepted the call.

"Sweetie, it's glad to see you're settling back into Canada nicely," he said in his creepy, low voice.

"What do you want from me?" I breathed into the phone.

I looked around to see if anyone was watching me.

"What? A father can't call to check in on his daughter?"

I actually chuckled out loud.

"I know I haven't been the best dad, but baby I'm trying to be better. I miss my children."