With the Gang Leader

Chapter 25

25. Her bruise tells otherwise.

After Alec's and Rayne's little moment a awkward silence that was clinging throughout the car ride ended as they separated their ways.

Rayne went straight into her temporary room with a perplexed look on her face whereas Alec was as merry as a sandboy. With a goofy grin dwindling on his face from ear to ear, he slumped onto his bed .

Rayne persistent work was still due which didn't had a deadline but still it endeavoured her inner artist.

She took out her canvas and brushes. Her unfinished painting was still in process. She hummed all through the artistry until a beep on her mobile waltzed it off .

She slid the screen unlock and checked for notifications. It was a text message from an unknown number .

She was quite in a vexation but opened to read the message anyway.

'You quite enjoy yourself.' It said.

She didn't really understood what was the intended meaning behind that text and shrugged it off thinking,'Maybe wrong number.'

She encased the brush in her hands to give strokes to the painting, when again she heard the same message beep .

Sighing, she again checked the message.

'Wow! Nice painting you got there;)'

Her instincts chimed in. This isn't a wrong number, it can neither be a coincidence.

She scurried to the window and closed it after resurrecting a nice view to the surroundings outside. There was no one. Not were there any signs of movement.

Again the phone beeped, 'So eager to see me;), don't worry darling it wouldn't be long before I meet you.'

For a small second she thought that it might be Alec but the doubt was soon cleared with another message-

' That kiss you gave to Alec did make me jealous. I don't like you playing with me at all.'

This couldn't just entail the chaotic situation of her mind so she texted the unknown number, 'Who are you?'

The reply came as soon as she hit send, ' Aww babe so eager, huh?'

She stared at the screen like it had suddenly grown a beard.

' Let's not make you wait. Meet me at the back of the old building near the library today. 9 pm sharp. I don't like waiting, especially for you <3.'

Trying to ignore the disturbing messages, she plunged her ear phones and switched on the iPod. It didn't take enough time for her to drift off to a weak sleep .

Rayne fluttered her eyes open and checked the time. It was 8: 26 pm.

Huffing she got up and found her phone strangely emitting out a small yellow light .

She picked it up.

A flabbergasting expression filled her features as she saw the texts.

' You'll have to come. There is no way you can ignore this.'

' Reply me! You'll have to come.'

'You'll come to meet me right, sweetheart?

Come alone.'

' Why don't you fucking reply?!'

'I'll be waiting. I swear if I didn't see you there, I will rip Ian's head off.'