Escaped Criminal (Z.M.)

delusion

It's been a week since I stayed at my brothers house. A week since I've received those creepy text messages. A week since Niall's random visit, and a week since I met Harry.

But, it was also a week spent completely isolated. Too scared to put my trust into anyone, I've stayed locked in my house, not leaving once unless I had to restock on food. Not once have I looked at my phone, so I wouldn't know if anyone has attempted to contact me. Perhaps I should check, but I think it's better safe than sorry.

I haven't heard any word from Zayn. Not a single word. Nothing on the news, no note mysteriously left somewhere, no whisper; nothing. I had been dying to hear from him, but in the end, I was dying for the sake of missing him. Or perhaps he was my excuse.

I couldn't quite say that my sanity had remained unaltered, because that would be a lie. Being without other people - with the exception of buying groceries - has caused me to become even more introverted than ever. I relied more so on myself than ever before.

My health wasn't ideal either, and I would be lying if I told you I kept healthy. My body weight dropped at an increasing rate, and my skin became paler than usual. I never drank enough water, and was constantly feeling hungry. You could almost see my bones as if it were a translucent strip creating a barrier between my bones and the human eye.

The temptation of checking my phone to see who has recently contacted me created me to become overly obsessive. I wanted to hear from someone on the outside. Someone who wasn't myself.

So, without thinking, I pick up my phone and unlock it. In the top right corner, I note that my phone is at a decreasing 35%.

Message from Jack: Hi. I hope you're doing okay sis. Call me or just leave a message if you need anything, alright?

Jack worrying about me... I can't say that I wasn't expecting that, because I most certainly was. From how abrupt I left, then or course it would cause him to become worried and perhaps a little suspicious.

Message to Jack: Hey, I'm fine thx. Just been busy s'all. No need 2 worry bout me :) thx tho

When I read over another message, I realise it's not in my contact, but when I thoroughly reread the message, I notice that it's Harry. Quickly, I add a contact with the number provided before re-reading the message.

Message from Harry: Hey, it's Harry :)

Message from Harry: This is Melanie, right? Lol

Message from Harry: Shit. Did I put in the wrong number or something O.o

I roll my eyes, chuckling to myself. Typical idiot. Of course it's me. Why on earth would I create an imaginary phone number? What a goose.

Message to Harry: Gee u absolute idiot :') I'm fine. Just been preoccupied. Haven't really used my phone. Rest assured, it isn't your fault... Or is it?

I look through my other messages.

Message from Niall: Hey :)

Message from Siena: Babe, haven't seen you in so long. The girls and I want to all go to that music festival coming up or something and wanna know if you might be able to come join. Text back when you see this xx

Message from Niall: Hi. Don't know if you saw my last message or not. Lol :p

I sigh, deciding to reply to Siena first, then perhaps Niall afterwards.

Message to Siena: Ello! Shit, sorry I hadn't seen this message earlier. Haven't seen you girls in forever! Sounds great, when is it? :) xx