Agoraphobia

╰┈➤ 1.

୨⎯ may 5th ⎯୧

It had been over a year after what seemed like a day of hell on earth. She can remember the sounds of her skin tearing under Tory's bracelet. That alone scared her. She had gotten her courage to fight Tory and gain her strength, but that was just with Tory. What would she do now? Even tho she had beaten Tory, they weren't exactly on the best of terms. Because how could they be? She tried to kill her!

There on the colorful bed laid Samantha LaRusso. Staring up at her celling, she was thinking. 'Do I just forget this and carry on with my life? Or will I think about this everyday till my last.' She decided to try and forget about what she was so stuck on, and decided to call up her friend, moon. Since she was home alone and all, she had the house to herself to do whatever, as rich as her family was, They never had a proper security system, up until the group of cobra Kai had broken into her house when her parents weren't there. But ever since then, the security system went unfinished, so now there were many chances of them breaking in again and harming her without police being notified, or maybe somebody else....

"Hey moon." Sam said, putting her phone on speaker. "My family's missing again." She joked and moon laughed from the other side of the phone. "I wish I could come on over Sam, but I'm gonna be busy tonight... you know, hanging out." Sam frowned before speaking "let me guess, Yasmin?" There was a few seconds of silence before moon speaks up "uhh.. yeah! But now that you mention it, me and Yasmin can both come over to yours for a sleepover." Sam looked around her room for a moment. "No thanks... maybe tomorrow, I think tonight I'm gonna create a night for myself, you know? I need to think."

Maybe 5 minutes of talking on the phone and Sam confirming the worst choice of her life and Sam hangs up the phone, sitting her phone down. Only for it to ding, she sighed, thinking it was moon ready to talk some more. She picked it up, only for it to be an unknown number, a mix of numbers that didn't seem to be from this area.

?: hello.
Sam: who is this?
Sam: you probably got the wrong number.
?: no
?: Sam
Sam: Miguel?
Sam: who is this
Sam: who are you???
?: We should speak on the phone
Sam: leave me alone.
?: why would I do that
?: im going to call you Sam
?: answer the phone.

Sam sits up in her bed, and her phone begins to ring and she flinched, she breathed out for a moment before declining. She didn't want to talk to this unknown user.

?: Sam.
Sam: leave me alone
Sam: please just tell me who this is
Sam: I'll kick your ass
?: wow, kick my ass? Im shaking sam.
?: You're so scary sam. Like a ShiTzu
?: fucking brat. Answer the phone bitch.

That message scares the hell out of Sam and her hand starts to shake. The way the unknown number referred to her as 'bitch' made her instantly think of Tory.

Sam: Tory.
?: this isn't Tory.

What?

?: I said answer the phone bitch. Or do I have to come in there and gut you. Slice all over your little body.
Sam: I'm calling the police
?: nice try Samantha. It takes 5 minutes for police to get there, and 1 minute for me to get into your room.
?: don't ignore me Samantha.
?: answer the fucking phone.

A call from the unknown number again, sam can't take it anymore and she answers. "W-what do you want?"

"Hello Samantha." The voice was raspy, and sam couldn't help but shiver immediately from it.

"I've been waiting for you Sam."

"Please leave me alone." Her voice is shaky,by now she's gotten up out of her bed. Opening her drawer, ready to get out a weapon. The same thing kept repeating into her head. Tory, Tory, Tory she's here, she's gonna kill you this time. Until she realizes. That voice can't possibly be Tory's, wait too deep and raspy.

"Who. Are. You."

"If you keep speaking to me like that, im the last person you'll ever see. Choose wisely sam."

"Do you think this is a fucking horror movie?"

"A scary movie. Because you're in one now, speaking of it, what's your favorite scary movie sam?"

she whimpered, she knew what he was referencing now, those dumb movies, she wasn't a big fan of horror movies, especially the ones that are based off of true stories.

"This isn't a fucking scary movie!"

"Its just a question, Sam."

"I'm calling the police."

There was a faint chuckle after that, as if the unknown person was making fun of her.

"Don't you remember what I said? 5 minutes Sam, 5 minutes. So let's go over what would happen in those 5 minutes, shall we? you call the cops, I come in and I carve you. Spread your guts all over the room like a Christmas festival. How does that sound Sam? Go ahead, call the police."

Sam quickly got the scissors from her drawer out she knew about 100 ways to defend herself from whoever it was. But yet she was so shaken up that her panic attack started to kick in, she hadn't had one in a while. She thought maybe she could gather her strength, she closed her eyes, getting ready for an attack to happen at any moment, until....

"Are those the pink ones Sam? The ones your grandma got you? That's so sweet."

Sam looked at her window, gripping the scissors tightly, she had almost dropped the phone at this point. Thank god for speakerphone.

"..can you see me?"

Sam let out a cry and backed herself into the corner of her room, accidentally tripping on her jacket she has stupidly left on her floor. She backed up against the wall crying. Her panic attack had kicked in by now and the tears kept going because she kept thinking 'how can I defend myself? I'm weak, I'm gonna die.'

The masked figure could hear her sobs through the phone and it chuckled. "Crying like always? Poor baby, I guess Tory did enough damage. Don't worry. Ill make sure Tory never gets you again. I want to make sure IM the one that has you crying. Do you understand?"

"Just leave me alone." Sam heaved, almost choking on her words just from trying to speak while in tears.

"Sure. I'll leave you alone. Just this once. You better be watching your back Sam. I wanna take off a few more people before I finally get to you. Goodbye."

The phone hangs up, so Sams left with her sobs and fear, the brunette girl trembled before she slowly crawled back into her bed, she had alot of phone calls to make now....