Amanda, and Noel, best friends for over ten years. Freshman year of high school Amanda goes missing. Three years later, a month into senior year, Noel gets a letter from her missing best friend.
Tyler dropped me off at the house later that evening. We had gotten his truck out of the school with out the school security seeing either of us. I didn't exactly want to go home at all, but he told me he would have to eventually. So, we stayed out for a few hours trying to find something that took my mind off things. Neither of us wanted to talk about it no matter how bad it was eating us alive. I had ignored my moms texts, and calls. She eventually gave up trying. When I walked in the house I noticed it was dead silent. I turned the kitchen light on; maybe she was a sleep on the couch. She wasn't there. On the chalk board in the kitchen there was a small hand written note from my mom. It said 'Have a date tonight wont be back until later tonight or early morning tomorrow. I took the day off tomorrow. So need to worry about seeing your mom at school. Have a goodnight. ~Mom'
A part of me wanted to invite Tyler over tonight, but then a part of me knew it would just be awkward because he would make me write the letter to Amanda in front of him. It's not that I didn't want him to be a part of this. I just don't want him to be involved in something Amanda didn't bring him into. Plus, I had no idea what that new guy of hers would do if I mentioned Tyler missing her or Tyler period.
I just stressing myself out again. I shook my head walking out of the kitchen. I grabbed a towel from the closet in the hall, and went to turn the bath water on. I loved taking hot baths. Sometimes my friends worry I'll give myself third degree burns.
I got undressed, and lowered myself into the bathwater. I turned on some relaxing music. I was in the bath tub for awhile when my phone lit up, and my phone started ringing. I looked at the caller ID.
BLOCKED NUMBER CALLING....
"What the hell?" I hesitated grabbing my phone. "Hello?"
There was only heavy breathing on the other line.
"Who is this?" I asked after a while. The heavy breathing stopped. I slowly got out of the bath tub, and dried myself off with the towel holding the phone between my shoulder, and my ear.
"Did you get the letter?" A husky deep voice asked. They sounded like a smoker. "You haven't replied to her."
"I just got it today, actually." I said low, and slowly. "Someone took it before I could get it."
"I can tell," He didn't sound mad. "Listen here, and listen closely. Once I hang up this number will no longer be in use. You wont be able to track it. Nothing. I want you to go to the cops, and tell them to take down the missing persons report. To say she's dead. She's my wife, and I don't want people on the look for her. You're going to write back to her every time she writes to you, and keep her happy. Or I'll be sending more.. Surprises. Do I make myself clear?"
"Yeah." I said in disbelief. I am talking to the man who she ran off with...
"Good. Now repeat to me what you're going to do."
"Go to the cops, and tell them to call off the missing persons report, because she's dead. I'm going to write to her every time she writes to me. I'm going to keep her happy." I sounded like an automated voice recording on play back mode. I seemed life less on the inside.
"Goodbye, Noel." He said. I panicked he couldn't go just yet.
"Wait!" I yelled. Panic, and worry running through my veins.
"What is it?" He sounded a little curious actually.
"W-what's your name." I wanted to know. I feel like I've heard that voice before.
"Sweetheart I can't tell you that. But I'll give you a hint," He paused for a moment. I thought he was going to hang up on me when he spoke again. "'For she had eyes and chose me.' A quote by William Shakespeare."
The call ended. A faint beeping sound mixing with my confused racing thoughts.
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