The Call

A Call from Jessie (Chapter 4)

Mariah pov:    Am I dreaming. Is this a joke. How can Jessie call me if she's dead. "Sh-should I answer. Should I...I don't know what I should do!" I panicked. "No don't."  Draya said. "Give me that!" Trey snatched the phone away from me. "Who is this?" Trey asked slowly. He stood there as if he was listening to something that he didn't want to hear. "Alright!" He said and hung up. "Well what did they say?" I asked. "They said if you want to find out what happened to Jessie then you gotta find the clues." He said grinding his teeth. "What do you mean clues? We got to go on a scavenger hunt for the truth about what happened to our friend." Zoey asked. "Yes." Trey replied. "He said if we don't follow there rules then some one else will die." Trey cried out. "Die?! Well how are we going to find clues?" I asked. Zoey's  phone started to ring.

Trey pov:      This is too crazy. Why would they want us to find clues to figure out what happened to Jessie. They might as well turn there selves in now. Suddenly Zoey's phone started to ring. It was the Unknown caller. Instead of answering it. She handed the phone to me. "I don't want to answer. You answer it." She said. "What man!" I asked. *Relax Trey. I just called to answer Zoey's question.*   "Wait a minute..your in the library?" I asked  *Wow your pretty smart...for a person who never payed attention  in class. Im surprised you knew where the library was.*  "Look I don't got time for your jokes." I said. *You have all the time in the world for anything I say! You will do what I want, when I want it done. Now listen go look on the third shelf on the aisle to your left.*  "Alright." I said as I moved toward the shelf. I told the girls stay where they were it could be a trap. "Okay I'm at the shelf now what do I do?" I asked *Find the red book it has a note in it .* "There's plenty of red books which one is it." I asked. *Find it!* "Fine." I replied. I looked through all of the books and I didn't find nothing in either of the books. "I don't see anything. I'm not gonna keep doing this." I said. The phone went silent. *Trey, Trey,Trey.....that's the wrong answer...*   "Wait!" I said *Say good bye to one of your friends.*   They hung up. 

Robert pov:     After I left the police station, I went to my friend Peter's house. He called me while I was there. I knocked on his door and a couple seconds later his father opened the door. "Hey Robert, how you been?"  Mrs. Rodriguez asked.   "Oh I'm good. I'm hanging in there." I answered. "I'm sorry to hear about Jessie. I know she was a close friend to all of you." He said. "Yea she was something else." I said as I tried to laugh. "Please come in." He said. Peter had a big house. His dad was the owner of this construction company or something.  "Peter!" He yelled. "What dad?" A voice yelled back. "Robert is here!" He said. "Tell him to come to my room!" Peter yelled. I walked up stairs to his room. "Peter you called?" I said. "Yea man,I'm freaking out!" He said nervously. "What's wrong?" I asked. "Today I got a call." He said. "From who?" I asked. "You won't believe me if I told you." He said. "Yes I would, tell me." I said. "You really want to know?" He asked. "Yes!" I said. I was starting to get annoyed. "I got a call from Jessie." He said. "What..h-how you get a call from Jessie? She's...dead." I said. "I know this but it wasn't Jessie it was someone else. They said they murdered her and that I'm next." He said anxiously. "Your saying there going to kill us one by one?" I asked. "I don't know? But you need to tell every body else." He replied.  I called Trey. "Hello?" Trey said. "Trey you still with Draya,Zoey,and Mariah?" I asked. "I'm with Draya and Mariah but Zoey went home. Why? He asked. "Yall need to come over to Peter's house right now! He got a phone call from Jessie." I said. "Alright we're on our way." He said and he hung up. We waited for them in his living room. "Don't be offended by this Peter but I'm wandering if you do die...who's next?" I asked. He stared at me as if he had an idea of who it was.

Draya pov: We pulled up to Peter's house and knocked his door. It only took him a second to open it. "Come in." He said. Once we all got settled in; Peter began to talk about the call he got earlier. " I was watching tv and they called me. At first they didn't say anything but then they told me that they killed Jessie. I asked them how and they said your next and hung up."
Mean while I was trying to call Zoey and try to get her over here. "Hello?" Zoey answered. "Zoey you got to get over here now! " I told her. "Where?" She asked. "To Peter's house." I replied. "Why?" She asked. "Because someone wants to kill him. I think it's the same person who killed Jessie." I said. "......huh I'm sorry Draya but I'm at my dads house. He said he wants to spend some quality time with me." She replied. "Sorry." She said as she hung up. "So is she coming?" Mariah asked. "No." I answered.

Zoey pov: Now I feel terrible. I should be over there with my friends but I'm stuck here with my father. "Zoey! Dinners ready." He yelled from downstairs. "Coming." I replied. I walked downstairs to the dinning room to see the dining room table covered with different types of food. "Ummm dad why did u make all of this?" I asked. "Well I haven't seen you in a while and I just wanted you to be comfortable." He said. "I made you turkey, Meat loaf and more." He said "Dad you know I'm a vegetarian right?" I said. "Since when?" He asked. "Since....Mom died." I said sadly. I didn't want to ruin the moment but it slipped. "Well then..I guess I could've went the rest of my life with out hearing that. Now if you would excuse me, I will be in the garage." He said. "You never want to talk about her!" I yelled. "Your a selfish bastard you know that!" I screamed as I ran up to my room.

Draya pov: I wish Zoey was here. We all need to stick together since Simone is trying to kill us. I got a phone call. Everyone looked at me. It was Zoey. "Hello? Zoey did you change your mind?" I asked. "No, I just need someone talk to." She said. "About?" I asked. "My father. You know the asshole." She said. "Don't talk about your father like that. He just acting like any dad in the world. An inconsiderate bastard." I said. "Ha ha...my words exactly." She said. Peter's phone started to ring. "Guys.. Its 'Jessie'. " Peter said.

Peter pov: I answered the phone. *Peter! You have a lovely home. Your room is a little bit messy but the rest of your home is really nice.* "Your in my home! U sick bastard." I yelled " Where are you?" I asked. *It's a big house. I could be anywhere.* "You need to get the hell out of my house!" I yelled. *Can I at-least say good bye to your mother. She's in the shower right now. I will wait.* I ran up stairs to my mothers room. "Mom!" I yelled. "Are you okay!" I said. "Yes honey I'm okay, I'm in the shower. What's wrong?" She asked. "Nothing. " I said in relief. "Your a liar." I told them. *Check the garage.* We all ran to the garage door. The light didn't come on. "It's your house Peter go check it out." Mariah said. I smacked my teeth. I walked slowly into the garage. I barley could see anything. *Beep, Beep,Beep,* my mom's car went off. It scared the shit out of me. "Your not in here neither." I said. *Alright you got me. I'm not in your garage. But that doesn't mean I'm not in someone's garage.* They hung up. I looked back at Draya and I believe she knew what my look meant.

Draya pov: "Zoey he said he is in Peter's house." I said. "Omg get out of there." She replied frantically. "He said he's in the garage. Peter just went in there." I told her. "What's happening." She asked. Peter looked backed at me with a serious look on his face. He shook his head. "Zoey.....get out of your house now!" I screamed. "What! I can't hear you. Hello? Draya are you there?" She said. She hung up. We got to go over there now.

Zoey pov: I don't know how I lost connection with Draya. I hate when my phone goes in and out. I need to get a new  phone. I heard a loud nose come from down stairs. I walked down stairs and suddenly I heard a loud noise coming from the garage. It sounded like a car horn. I tried turning on the garage light but it wouldn't come on. "Dad?" I said. "Is that you." He didn't answer. I saw a figure in his car. They had there head on the staring wheel. It was my dad. He must have fell asleep in his car. "Come on dad get out of the car." I said as I lifted his head up. Ahhhhhh!!!!! My dad wasn't sleep. He was dead. Someone slit his throat. I started to scream and cry. But then someone came from around the car and ran after me. I ran toward the door. I tried to close it but they were to strong. I ran upstairs and they grabbed my leg. I kicked them and knocked off the mask there were wearing. It was a clown mask . They fell down the stairs. I ran into my room and locked the door. I hid in my closet. I tried calling 911 but I didn't have any signal. They busted through the door. I tried to keep my self together. I had to cover my mouth because he got closer and closer to the closet door. But then he left.

Draya pov: "Come on Peter I know you can drive faster than this." I said. "I'm trying. Do you want is to get stopped by the police." He said but I ignored him. I tried calling Zoey again. "Come on Zoey pick up." "Hello? Draya call the police." She whispered. "Zoey where are you?" I asked. "I'm in my closet. Draya...he killed my father." She said as she began to cry. "O my god!" I said. I tried to hold my tears. "O God Draya please help me...ahhhh!!!!! Plzz no stop!" She yelled. "Zoey, no! Please. O God." I screamed. All I could hear was glass breaking. It was silent. *If you want to find more clues... Come to your friends house....she will be waiting outside.*Click*    They hung up.