Those dreams has to stop. Not to mention, it has Phillip. Wasn't that a little ironic. I don't know if that dream was weird or it's probably my attitude that made it that way. Well, whichever it is I'm sure that I don't like those dreams, especially the person in it
As I woke up on a really crappy day I have decided to make waffles for my breakfast... I mean brunch. Before that I felt that I need to... You know... Do some business
"Lillian, you on the shower?" I said while peeking my ear on the bathroom door. I got no answer
Good thing I checked first...
"Good thing you checked first" said Lillian on my back
"Haha! I knew that you're not in" i rushed inside not noticing the wet floor, I slipped
As I was taking a shit I heard something outside of the door, I knew that it was Lillian so I didn't put some attention on it, that is until the 29th time that I've heard it. I swear I'm not coming out of this bathroom unless I heard Lillian's voice. There's a fucking devil out there and I'm not going to risk my life. After panicking so much about the little murderer shit-like moment and being so sarcastic, I decided to go out because I'm so hungry. As I search where the sound came from, i saw a cat on my kitchen, trying to open up my fridge. The cat looks like a domestic one it has a little necklace? It has gray fuzzy fur and almost like an angry face, hazelnut-colored eyes. I was going to laugh but then I thought i mustn't scare the cat so i just lift the cat onto my arms...
"Hey there, kitty" i look absurd
*meow*
"What a nice necklace you have"
I looked at the collar-like necklace and saw some carvings in cursive on it, I can't really figure out what it says so I decided to take it off the cat. So I took it off the kitty and put the cat down, it ran to the fridge again banging it with its little paws. As i look closer to the collar-like necklace I figured out some words from it like "Theo" (that must be his name) , "TN" and "Nashville"... I don't know if I'm going to freak out because I just remembered Phillip lives there or I'm going to be amazed because maybe this cat just walk all the way from Tennessee to well, here...
"Hey, Cameron what is that golden thingy and why is there a cat here? You got that thing to move on from bubbles?" Lillian said going down the stairs, confronting me
"What? No!"
Lillian walked up to me "Let me take a look at that, your eyes are already blurry"
"Why would my eyes get blurry?" I gave him the collar-like necklace
"Because you're old..." He nodded shrugging his shoulders
"What the-!" He covered my mouth right before i finish my sentence and hushed me
"Hey look, there's a number. Maybe you should dial it, so that cat can get home, you're already speak cat" he threw the collar to me
He's right, there is a number and I did speak cat. After hesitating, I decided to dial it. I dialed the for like 4x and there's still no answer until the fifth time
"Hello?" I heard raspy man voice rather newly awaken
"Hello uh... This is Cameron Well and uh, I would like to ask you if lost a cat?"
I only heard a silence on the other line then a sound like stopping to say 'What!?'
"Hello- sir?"
...
He hung up the call, so rude. I put down my phone to the table and my swapped to the cat jumping out of the window, I was going to let it go but then I remembered I still have its kitty-collar.
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The resto,the chef and I
Teen FictionThis is Cameron Well's love story. She's a girl who has a big ambition of having a restaurant but when she met this little chef she began to have a friendship with him and then their relationship blossomed. She was pushed into a little fantasy, will...
