Behind The Screen 🔞 (Completed)

Day • 3

I'm still worried about these texts. Who is Laura??

I'm pacing the living room, racking my brain for an answer. But nothing comes up. Why is this so difficult, why can't I remember her? Why can't I remember what she looks like at least??

- hey sweetie, how are you today? Still trying to figure out who I am?

I swear, this girl is in my head, she knows what I'm thinking and it's creeping me out.

- who are you and stop reading my mind.

- oh sweetie. I ain't reading your mind. I don't need to.

What the hell did she mean by that??

My door bell goes so I obviously go to check who it is, it can't be the mailman as it's only 11am. I open the door and find there's a carrier bag on the floor.

I cautiously look down the hall to see if I can find anyone, but there's no-one about. No sounds or anything.

I carefully take the bag into my hands and walk back in the flat.

I look inside, and there's a pair of underwear. WTF.

- I hope you like how you get me going, what's in those panties are what you do to me.

- listen. This is just creepy. Why send me a pair of panties that are wet.

After sending the message I chuck the bag to the side in disgust, granted they nice. But in the circumstances of right now. Nope.

That's when it clicks.

- HEY, HOW THE FUCK DID YOU KNOW WHERE I LIVED???????

- I've always known where you live sweetie, text you later ;)

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Who is this girl and how did she know where Ross lived?? And why on earth did she send her wet panties to him, disgusting right?