Only If I Could Unlove You

Chapter 5: Unknown number

The moment she got of the car, she closed the door hard not caring if they would come out or not.

Opening the front door, she got into the house,rushed upstairs and quickly rushed into her room.She closed the door behind her and locked it.

She tiredly walked towards her bed and slumped onto it.

Today was hell. She thought inwardly. Only if that annoying boy hadn't gotten admitted to the school. And that damn teacher....

Remembering that she had received a message from an unknown number....she checked her phone.
Turning and laying on her stomach,she frowned when she read the message

Unknown number: For what it's worth,I just want you to know that it's okay to let  go sometimes

Her frown deepened. Was this some kind of prank or something.
Without hesitating,she replied back

†Prissy†: Do I know you or smth¹?

Then she hit the send button.She then placed the phone on the bed and climbed off it. Rubbing the back of her neck she walked into the bathroom which was in her room and walked to the sink. She turned on the tap and rinsed her face. After,she took her towel and dabbed her face with it. She hung the towel back on the rack then looked at her reflection in the mirror.  Her pale blue eyes staring back at her.

Ever since her father left,some part of her went away too. For some reason,she has always blamed herself for him leaving. Maybe she had done something wrong and he left out of anger or something. She thought that her mother would fill his place in her heart but she also stopped caring about her. She distanced herself bit by bit till....

She smirked at her reflection. She was the exact replica of her mother. With her black silky waist long hair, pale blue eyes...small pointed nose and slightly pink lips. She had light freckles which spread on her rose colored cheeks. In all,she was gorgeous. But beneath this beautiful girl is a broken girl not ready to be mended.

' maybe I'm just hard to love,and easy to leave'

She thought

Sighing,she untied her hair which was tied in a messy bun and allowed it to flow down her shoulders. Then walked to her closet ready to change her clothes when she heard the ding of her phone. Taking out a rather huge black polo shirt and a black short, she closed the closet and walked towards her bed.
She placed the clothes on the bed and took her phone.
It was a message from the unknown number

Unknown number: No....you don't... That's the problem. You don't want to let go and open up to others. Let them see the real you.

She turned even more curious to know who this person was. Sitting on the bed,she begun typing

Prissy:I don't know who you think you are to tell me what I can do or who I open up to. Who the hell are you anyway?

Throwing her phone on her bed,she took off her clothes and wore the huge t-shirt which reached her mid-thigh exposing her perfectly toned legs. She then wore the black short beneath it.

Her phone screen lit up and she saw the person had replied.

Unknown:It doesn't matter who I am Priscilla. What matters is who YOU are. And I'm not talking about your strong girl facade, I'm talking about the real you  you've been hiding.

Only a few people know her full name. She's mostly called 'Prissy' by everyone except her mom,Anna and Merillin. And they can't possibly be pulling a prank on her so....who is this?

Prissy: stop with this prank and tell me who you are!

Unknown number: This isn't a prank Priscilla. Anyway,you seemed moody today?Did Mr.Gilbert annoy you that much?

How...How did this person know about today's incident...unless...

Prissy:At the very least,let me know if you're a guy or something.

Unknown number: Well what's the fun in that,love. I'd rather be a mystery. *Winking emoji*

Prissy smirked. Seems someone is playing with her. Well good thing she has a thing for solving mysteries but for some reason...she found this person interesting. She could simply block him and get on with her life but...she held back.

Prissy: You know that's stalking....and it's weird

Unknown number: I know,love.

Prissy: Don't call me that...weirdo

Unknown number: What shouldn't I call you?...... I'm a weirdo only for you,love *heart emoji*

Prissy could only shake her head then went offline.
She lay on her back and stared at the ceiling for God knows how long and  slowly drifted off to la la land.

Glossary
Smth= short form of the word 'something'

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