Chapter 7 (The Calling B**tard)

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*Krista's POV*

It was 6 in the evening when I woke up in my bed..

Wait, a second.. How the fuck did I get here?!

All I remembered was that I was with Ashton watching that fucking movie (I just grabbed that movie by the way, thinking it was alright than to watch some shitty Barbie movie.. It was all my ex-bestfriend; Ginger's movies that she forgot to take with her when she left me) and then BAM, I don't remember anything more...

My eyes widened as a very important question entered my mind, 'Where the hell was Ashton?'

I instantly looked down at my clothes

Pheww, thank goodness I'm still wearing the clothes that I wore earlier

Speaking of clothes I needed to take a shower.. Not because of the smell (I do not fucking smell), but because I always take a shower at exactly 6:30pm before I prepare dinner.. It kinda became a hobby of mine 

I looked around my room and to my surprise there's a note placed on top of my bedside table..

I took it and read it aloud since no one was around to hear me anyway

"Dear Krista" Damn, why does he have do be so fucking 'formal'? "I was the one who carried you to your bed, obviously.. I needed to go to work so I left you.. But if you want to hang out with me again just come by to my place at 8pm.. Of course you wouldn't get lost as your house is the one beside mine." does he even need to freaking remind me that?! I'm not fucking stupid!! I know that.. "Love, your dearest 'friend' Ash xx" Urghh, what does that 'xx' mean?? It's freaking me out!! What in the world does 'xx' mean?? Does it mean death?! Revenge?! Hate or something!?

Nahh, I'll just Google it later..

I placed the note down my bedside table and glanced at my alarm clock..

I still have 26 minutes before I take a bath

Hmmm, what to do? what to do!?

I know! I'll just lay down here in my comfortable bed..

It wouldn't hurt to waste your time taking a wink of sleep, would it?

So I laid back down my bed and closed my eyes gently..

I was about to go to dreamland but was pulled out by my fucking cellphone ringing..

Urrgh, this should be damn important..

This caller just freaking ruined my relaxing moment!!

I grabbed my phone from under my pillow and quickly answered it.. Not knowing who the caller is

"What the fuck do you want bitch?"

"I don't think that's the right way of speaking to your own father, Krista.." I sat up and then my whole figure became pale while my eyes were like the size of Jupiter

M-my father was act-actually sp-speaking to m-me?!

Why the hell is HE fucking calling me!!?

I couldn't do anything but listen to him utter 'Hello' and 'Krista' repeatedly

I just didn't know what to do...

After a good 2 minutes of hearing my father say my name and 'hello' repeatedly, I finally decided to just hang up on him

After pressing 'end call' on my cellphone, I started to slap my face left and right..

"That wasn't real"

Slap

"It was a dream"

Slapp

"It was a dream"

Slappp

"It was only a dream"

Slapppp

"It was just a fucking dream"

SSLLAAPP

Now, my cheeks were probably so red

'Did that just fucking happen??' I thought to myself

I opened my phone and checked the 'Recieved Calls' section, hoping that I won't see the name I hated the most

But there it was..

The first one in my 'recieved calls'

Fucking Shit!

*Recieved Calls*

~Dad~

Number: 09123498765

Call Received: 6:13pm

Call duration: 00:02:43

Call ended: 5 minutes ago

~Mr. Stutter~

Number: 09*********

Call Received: 10:40am

Call duration: 00:09:18

Call ended: 10:49am - 03/03/13

~Ginger Cross~

Number: 09*********

Call Received: 4:53pm

Call duration: 00:11:03

Call ended: 5:04pm - 05/13/10

~Theo Jones~

Number: 09*********

Call Received: 1:35pm

Call duration: 00:21:27

Call ended: 1:46pm - 05/13/10

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I dropped my cellphone down to my bed and quickly ran inside my bathroom..

I locked the door behind me and slowly slid down to the floor

I just sat there.. On the cold marble floor of my bathroom with my back against the door

My body was tensing up.. Tears started to form a river down my cheeks

'After how many years.. I finally heard my God damn fathers voice'

I curled up into a ball, rocking myself back and forth while my back hits the door behind me making loud banging noises everytime my back makes contact with the pink wooden door

'It was all real..'

Bang

'It wasn't a dream..'

Bang

'My father contacted me..'

Bang

'My fucking father called me!!'

BANG

"Fucking Kill Me Now!!"

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