Play With Me

Day 9

"Okay, thank you officer." I hung up the phone and sighed.

It's been almost a week and there is no sign of Kenji nor Takuya. Both of them have disappeared. I'm afraid that Takuya has done something to Kenji.

That's not even a question. I know he hurt Kenji. I called the police to look for him, but they said they haven't found anything. Takuya's friends offered to help me as well.

Amara and I still had to go to school which slowed us down. Thankfully, today I didn't have classes and Amara is coming home early. Just then my phone began to ring. It was a text from an unknown number.

Unknown number: I see you've blocked my other number.

I groaned, knowing it was him. I'm fully aware now that Takuya is my stalker.

Me: If I blocked your number how are you texting me?

Unknown number: I have my ways😉

Me: What have you done with Kenji?

I might as well not play dumb anymore. I know who my stalker is, so I might as well be straightforward. Instead of texting back, Takuya called me. I swiped to accept the call and put the phone to my ear.

"You really are smart, Marcie." A hint of amusement was evident in his voice.

"Takuya, where is Kenji?" I asked sternly.

He let out a heavy sigh. "You're really pushing me."

"Tell me what you've done to him!"

"Why do you care so much for him anyways?" He snapped. "I've known you for two years and you wouldn't even give me the time of day, yet Kenji steps in and you instantly accept him with open arms. I'm the one you should invest all your time in not him!"

"That won't happen. Gosh, you're so childish!" I was starting to lose patience.

"Oh yes it will. Remember what I said before, we never know what the future holds." He said lowly. "As for Kenji, he's being taken care of. I'll send you a picture." A dark chuckle escaped his lips.

"Y-You-"

"Ta Ta Marcie." Takuya hung up.

Not long after, I was sent a picture. It was of Kenji in a chair in a dimly lit room. His head hung low so I couldn't see if he was conscious or not. Blood was everywhere and made his white shirt turn red.

My hand clamped over my mouth in horror. Takuya tortured him.

Unknown number: Red really is his color.

I called Takuya with my shaky hands. He picked up on the first ring.

"Did you enjoy the sight?" He asked smugly.

"Fuck you, Takuya! Why would you do that to him?! I thought he was your friend!" I hollered.

"He was...then he became a nuisance."

"You're not gonna get away with this." I sneered.

"You won't call the cops on me." He chuckled.

"How do you know?"

"Because I have a certain someone with me right now."

There was rustling until I heard a voice. My knees gave out and I fell to the floor. I started to tear up as I heard her voice.

"Marceline?" Amara called.

"I-I'm here, sis. Are you hurt?"

"No, I'm fine." I heard movement.