Microphones and Art museums (Lauren/You)

Eighteen

It was now twelve in the afternoon on Friday and I still had a bunch of shit to hide all over the house in preparation for Camila. She still hasn't called which is weird but she will.

My phone rang and I smirked as I picked it up. "Did you get my letter?"

"Shut the fuck up Camila, are you gonna come kill me or not?"

"I'm not Camila." I rolled my eyes. "And you're gonna pay for that."

"Oh I'm so scared." I said in a monotone voice.

"You haven't looked for Chris."

"Camila I'm not looking for my rapist." Or not rapist I'm not really certain at the moment.

"For the last time I'm not Camila." She said and she sounded pissed.

"I know it's you and I'm tired of your shit so if you're coming do it before 7:30 I have a date."

"Oh I'll be there but I don't think your date should be a problem."

"What did you do?"

"Nothing. Yet." She said innocently. "Check your door in a few hours though. I have gift."

"You fucking psycho bitch."

"Yes?" She hung up before I could say anything else. God she gets on my nerves.

My mind started racing as I thought about all the things she could've done to Alycia. Poor girl didn't deserve any of this. I dialed her number and she picked up after three rings. "Hey, excited for our date tonight?"

"Oh thank god you're okay." I sighed out relieved and I could tell she's confused on the other end.

"What do you mean?"

"I mean there's some stuff going on today and I might be a little late for our date but I'll most likely make it."

"What are you gonna do?"

"I'm not sure but we'll probably have to go to hospital after our date." I heard her light giggle in the other end.

"What?" I changed my tone to make it seem like I'm joking.

"I'm kidding but, I'll see you tonight okay?" She said a quick okay and I could hear the smile in her voice which made me smile. I hung up afterwards and walked upstairs to take a shower. I turned the waster on and stripped down before stepping into the shower.

In the middle of me washing my hair I heard the doorbell ring and I wrapped up the shower quickly before drying off and putting on underwear. I walked downstairs quickly and looked to see another unmarked envelope. Fucking Camila.

I opened it and saw pictures of Alycia tied to a chair with her hair messy and duct tape over her mouth. I picked up my phone and called her but she didn't pick up. I kept calling her but I couldn't get her still. What the fuck?

I checked the next picture and saw a familiar looking background. It looks like the same on Chris was in. They're at the same place. I called Lauren's phone and she didn't pick up either. I checked to see if there are any other pictures and she kidnapped Lauren too but there was none.

I called Lauren again and this time she picked up. "Hey."

"Camila kidnapped Alycia and she's at the same place as Chris."

"What? How do you know that?"

"I got more pictures." I heard her sigh on the next end before she spoke up again.