The Woods

Harper

My heart sinks as I walk through the door of my house and wait for the lecture from my dad.

"Here it comes" I whisper.

"HARPER OH MY GOD WHERE HAVE YOU BEEN I WAS JUST ABOUT TO CALL THE POLICE" Dad yells. I roll my eyes Just about to call the police? More like already called them and can't admit it because he's to embarrassed.

"I uh... just went for an early morning run, take a chill pill dad its fine" I reply trying to sound cool and casual which is obviously not working because I never say stuff like 'Just chillax bro I got this under control" like some kind of surfer dude.

Dad looks at me like I'm an idiot "How did you get those cuts all over your body? Did you 'run' to hard?" Uh oh this is the question I have been dreading.

I clear my throat "Well... uh I was um. Shaving! And I decided to shave my legs AND my arms but the uh... razor I accidentally used your razor dad and it was to sharp and it well uh... cut me a lot-"

Dad cuts me off "Ok thats enough I don't want to hear all this girl talk" dad says suddenly looking exhausted.

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* Yeah just like such and such...

I run upstairs to my room, collapsed face first onto my bed and sighed god, that boy is so weird but so... Beautiful he makes me want to cry*, I roll over, so I'm facing my bedside table and pick up my phone. I have two missed calls from a No Caller ID number, it must be Peter, but I wander why he would switch his number to no caller ID? I unlock my phone and call voice mail, sure enough I have two voice messages from no caller ID -

'You have two new voice messages from A blocked number' the voice mail robot says '8:00 am' I sit on the bed nervously waiting for Peter to start talking, a whole minute passes before I hear something, it's part of a song by Lana Del Rey actually it's lots of songs, playing over and over again like a broken record each part of a song playing a few times before stopping and playing another part of it-

'Choose your last words, this is the last time cause you and I, we were born to die- because I'm crazy baby I need you to come here and save me- you're so fresh to death and sick as cancer- promise you'll remember your mine- it's you it's you it's all for you everything I do- never was there ever a girl so pretty- tell me I'm your national anthem- money is the reason we exist everybody knows it it's a fact kiss kiss- blurring the lines between real and the fake - I'm scared that you won't be waiting on the other side -....'

Why would Peter send me this? How does he even know that I like Lana Del Rey? And if he knows I like her why would he send me these creepy lyrics he could at least choose the romantic ones... I click on the second voice mail -

'Hello Harper' a deep monotonous voice says 'Promise you'll remember your mine not his... If you don't you'll have to choose your last words and prepare yourself to see what's on the other side... Good bye, oh I forgot to tell you, I left you a present... Look out of your window...'

Please wait a moment for the tune to finish...