A Broken Act

Act XII

After the conversation that I had with Farlan, I went back to my room and decided that I want to do nothing but bury myself beneath my blanket with nothing but my pillows with me. I was exhausted for some fucking reason and what I want is to get some damn sleep and silence the thoughts inside my mind even just for a few hours. Closing my eyes, I cleared up my mind and did just that.

I was able to sleep for around two hours when my sleep was interrupted by my phone ringing, breaking the silence. I blindly reached for it on my nightstand and answered it without looking at the caller.

"What?" My voice was still raspy and almost indecipherable from sleep, irritation evident on it. Whoever this person was, they need to deal with my shit for interrupting my sleep.

The other line stayed silent for a few more minutes, making me more irritated. "What the fuck do you want? If this is a prank call I'm going to hunt your fucking ass down and maim you repeatedly for interrupting my fucking sleep, you-"

"Is this Levi? Levi Ackerman?" Hearing the person's- the man, that much I am sure of after hearing him from the other line-voice made me sat up from my position on my bed. My eyebrows knitted together, heart slowly starting to race at the assumption I made inside my mind. The voice was vaguely familiar. It couldn't be the person that I thought. I'd much prefer for it to be a prank call than him having my number.

"Hello? I know you're still there since you haven't hung up yet." Taking my phone away from my ear, I looked down and an unknown number flashed on the screen. Seeing it made me more sure about the assumption I made, which wasn't a good news. The phone crackled when the man spoke again, but I didn't waste my time to bother listening and just ended the call, falling back to the bed with a groan.

It couldn't be him. How the hell could he even get his hands on my personal phone number? There were only a few people who knew my number, so few that I could even count them with my fingers. Besides, those people knew better than try to give it away without my permission.

I ended the call without speaking before laying back down. I'm not in the mood for this shit.

Turning on my side, I closed my eyes once again to try my luck in falling asleep. It was turning out fine for the first couple of minutes, at least before my phone pulled me out of my sleepy daze once more.

With an annoyed huff I took my phone that's lying beside me, swiping my thumb on the screen rather harshly to answer the forsaken call.

"Hello? Why did you-"

"You're interrupting my fucking sleep, you piece of shit. What the fuck do you want?"

A relieved sigh came from the other end of the call. "Is that you, Levi? I think you are, since I don't think anyone could be this harsh while answering a phone call. Damn, I thought I had dialed the wrong number."

"You would fucking regret calling me if you don't start telling what the fuck you are calling me for." He didn't answer for another minute, probably mulling over what he should say or not. I'm not a patient person but I decided to have a little more patience, giving him another good minute to prepare himself. He should. We're not in good terms.

When the time I had given him had passed, I sighed in irritation before I spoke. "If you don't have anything good to say, then I'll just hang the fuck up."

"Wait! Don't hang up!" His words were rushed and I heard him mumbling something to himself. What those things are, I didn't know and neither did I give a fuck.

"Where did you get my number?"

"I-uh, I asked it from someone."

"Who might that someone be, huh? Stop playing around."