Call Me CryBaby

11 | Cake

I saw something behind the seat of where my phone was. It was standing with it's back on me, so I couldn't see who or what it was. It was a tall figure. But all I could see was blackness on it. It was chanting words I couldn't understand. The voice was raw, hoarse, and just really scary. Could he be the one who stole my phone?
"E-excuse me, s-sir." I trembled. I was so close to saving my phone, I had to do it.

So I stepped forward slowly and carefully towards my phone. I bent down to reach it, I succeeded. But then when I bent my body up, the tall figure was gone. I quickly turned on my flashlight and pointed it everywhere around me.
I spun my body swiftly to left, right, back, front to look where he might went, but he was just- gone to thin air.

Maybe he just left, right?

I gave myself a reasonable idea. I tried to calm my breath down. Then I walked back cautiously. But then I heard something. Weird chants and groans. It wasn't coming from anywhere around me. It was coming from above me.

I pointed my flashlight to the ceiling.
Then in a matter of seconds, something attacked me. It jumped onto me from the ceiling, and I fell to the ground.
I screamed and cried as loud as I could. It scratched my face over and over again while chanting louder. I felt blood started to pour down my face.
I screamed in agony, pain, and fear.
I was helpless.
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"Hayles? Hayley can you hear me?" I felt hands shaking my body. I opened my eyes to see Nate holding me worriedly. "Um, yeah Nate I'm fine." I realized we were still on the theatre with a few staffs watching us. My eyes widened as I looked up to the ceiling, I tried to remember what just happened. "N-Nate get me out of h-here!" I said terrified and crawled closer to Nate. "Okay, Hayles okay but let me just ask you one question-"
"No, Nate! I- I-" I cut him off a little too harsh. "Okay, let's just go." He smiled and helped me out. He thanked the staffs for letting him inside.
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"Hayles.. Are you okay?" Nate finally spoke up after 30 minutes of silence as we drove back to my home. The car was already parked outside my house but I didn't have the energy to talk yet. The whole ride I was still trying to remember what happened, it was really hard to think straight when the voices always trying to butt in. "No. I'm not fine." I said honestly, I didn't even bother to lie. "Okay.. I'm right here if you want to talk about it?" He offered. "Yeah, I know." There was a brief silence before I continued. "I was on that theatre alone, I saw my phone on the back of the cinema. But, there was something standing there as well. A figure standing with it's back on me. I didn't care so I reached my phone anyway but when I bent up, it was gone. Then I heard something above me, when i looked up, i- it- it attacked me Nate. It scratched my face over and over again. B-but there's n-nothing on my f-face." I started to sob while touching my face. Still trying to figure out how there was no scratch on my face. "But I s- swear I felt my blood streaming down my face Nate. I- I wasn't imagining it.. right?" I looked up at him with my teary eyes. "Something's wrong with me Nate. I just- I don't want you to think I'm crazy." I looked away. Silence took over.

"I believe you." He said out of the blue. I looked at him as he held my hand in comfort. I smiled before embracing him with a warm hug. "Thank you."

But deep down I know he didn't.
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After I said goodbye to Nate, I quickly got inside my bed. I was scared of them. Scared of the voices. I realized the voices only appeared when I felt weak and vulnerable. So I tried something new.
"Please just stop." I suddenly said, annoyed at myself. I gathered my strength and I stopped crying. "Fudge it. Fudge that.. thing! I'm going to sleep tonight and I don't give a damn care about everything else." I said strongly to myself. Then it stopped. The voices were gone. I had succeeded to gain peace on my own head, I realized by not giving a fudge, I felt peace. So I smiled, ignored my smudged mascara and started to drift off to sleep.

Only to be awoken by my annoying ringtone five minutes later. Ugh.
I groaned then picked up my phone from my bedside table. I read the text with my eyes widened. Someone sent me a picture of me sleeping, this message was sent by another unknown number.

*picture attached
You look even more beautiful when you sleep, my love.

"Seriously?!" This picture was taken a few minutes ago. Which meant the stalker was still outside my house. I was pissed.

I stormed out of my house and into the dark alley just outside my bedroom's window. "Show yourself you freak! Come on! I'm here, what are you gonna do about it you coward?!" I screamed to the distance. Then my phone beeped, another message.

It is unsafe for a girl like you to be outside all alone at night, sweetheart.

"What the- I know you're out there! And don't you dare call me sweetheart, disgusting!" I yelled.

I'm coming for you darling, wait for me. But you better go inside before something bad happens.

Something bad? I realized I really was alone in the middle of night with a stalker watching my every move. How stupid of me. "Stay away from me!" I said fiercely before I stormed back inside my house.

I quickly locked all doors and windows, and closed all of the curtains until I was sure that this house was safe. I went to bed and my mind started to wander around.

Why is the psycho suddenly became my stalker?

Why did he call me sweetheart?

What does he possibly want from me?

Unless.. if the stalker isn't the psycho?

Oh my god, how many killers are out there to get me..?

Guess I'll have to find out.
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A/N:
Hii, is this chapter too short? Sorryy hehe. More interesting stuffs are coming guys! Btw, if you like this book, please tell your friends about it! I really think this book needs more recognition cause I'm working so hard on this :)

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