SCREAM

1

Katys POV
My phone started to ring as I scrolled through Instagram. The caller ID showed up as unknown. I laughed, showing the phone to my friend Jennifer who sat beside her.
"Well pick it up!" Jennifer encouraged. I was without a doubt the shyer of the two of us.
"Oh come on," Jennifer sighed, taking my phone.
"Hello?" Jennifer asked
"Who is this?" A man on the other line yelled into the phone.
"What? You called me." Jennifer laughed.
"No, I called Katy, Jennifer put Katy on the phone now." He demanded. His voice came out as muffled.
"How do you know this is Jennifer?" She trailed on, getting a little hesitant to keep answering.
"I know everything you whore! Put Katy on the fucking phone!" Jennifer immediately hung up the phone and threw it across the room, which didn't bug me considering how scary that call was.
"Who the fuck was that!" Jennifer asked.
"I literally have no idea, shit." I whispered, still freaked out. I looked around blankly, until the phone started to ring, again. I got up and walked towards it.
"Katy don't!" Jennifer begged.
"I got it, don't worry." I hushed picking it up.
"What!" I yelled into the phone.
"Wow Katy, I don't think you've ever talked that loud. I have a few questions and I'll leave the two of you alone for the night.
"Just ask!" I wanted to get off the phone as quickly as possible.
"What color underwear are you wearing?" The man breathed heavily into the phone.
"Ugh your disgusting," I sighed about to hang up the phone, "have a good night you perve!"
"You hang up this fucking phone and I will have your head hanging on the schools flag-post by tomorrow!" He screamed, at the top of his lungs.
"Oh bite me freak!" I yelled back hanging up the phone.
"What did he want." Jennifer asked
"Phone sex." I laughed, sitting back down next to Jennifer. We both started to chat and eat, goofing around again. We started to watch friends on Netflix, and got about half way through an episode until I heard a tap on my window. My room was on the first floor of my house, meaning it was ground level.
"What was that?" Jennifer asked.
"No idea, probably like a tree branch or something." I shrugged it off, but immediately three more times. Both of our heads bolted to look, but nothing was there. I tried my best to shrug it off to clam Jennifer down, and we started to watch our show again. Only a minute or so later a brick came flying threw my window, hitting me in the head. Pain rushed threw my head, and instantly blood started to rush down my head and face. We turned around to see a person, dressed as ghost face.
"Oh fuck," is all I could say before collapsing onto my bed, and hearing Jennifer starting to scream.