My phone rang as I fumbled to find it to answer. I picked it up and put it to my face. "Hello? This is Anna."
"Yes I know exactly who you are." A deep raspy voice said from the other end.
"Um, who is this? May I ask?"
"Oh Anna, Anna, Anna, you should know the answer to that silly question. But yet you still decide to ask it."
"Um, no I don't believe that I do know who this is, would you please refresh my memory?"
"Well I'm not going to tell you my name because that could get me into some really deep trouble but let me ask you this, did you like the roses?"
I dropped my phone as I hear him laugh. How in the hell did he get my number, or know my name. Nothing made much sense anymore and it made everything so much worse to try and handle.
Muffled hello's and are you there's escaped my phone which pulled me out of my panic. I picked my phone back up and pressed it up to my ear. "Hello. Yes I am here. Who are you?"
"I've done answered that sweetheart."
"Yes, yes I know you can't tell me that. How do you know me."
"Classified sweetie."
"Stop calling me that, I'm nothing to you. How do you know where I live, my number, everything. More importantly how did you get in my house?"
"Should I even answer that?"
"Yea I know classified right?"
"There you go. Now you're starting to get it." He let out a soft chuckle, "I've got to go. Nice talking to you, Anna."
The phone clicked silent.
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Gone.
General FictionHe's gone.... and he's all she can ever think about. And now that he's not here she's no longer safe....."Mitch come save me"
