The Grey Soul

CHAPTER IV

4
"I didn't want to look back.
Back to the bad times."
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Amelia's POV
Monday, 4:35 PM.

I looked up from my phone and let my eyes search the room for anywhere that someone could possibly be spying on me from. My stomach was aching from fear. The only place my eyes landed on was the window. I stood up, walked over to it and looked out. I couldn't really spot anything out of place. All I saw was a couple of bushes, a road with some cars on it, a few trees and our neighbors house. But then I spotted a black, matte Lamborghini at the opposite road I saw some months ago. It was stunning, to be honest. But who exactly owns it? Is it coincidence that I am getting disturbing text messages from an unknown number and the fact that a really fancy car is parked close to my house? I still didn't feel safe at all, so I closed the curtains and looked down at my phone again. Should I respond? Is it even safe? Probably not, but I need to know who this could possibly be. I am positive that he or she probably sent wrong. I inhaled before I sent a message to the stranger. Okay, here we go.

Amelia:
Who is this?

Almost immediately after hitting the send button, I got a response. Wow.

Unknown number:
You'll be able to know in a few days <3

Now I was even more scared and way more confused. The message gave me the chills, but I didn't really know why.
You'll know in a week.
What do they mean by that? What will happen in a week? It made me really uncomfortable to think about. So I guess the stranger was talking to me after all. I could feel my pulse increasing. I was beyond scared right now, but I wasn't willing to show it just for them to get the satisfaction of seeing me scared and afraid. I shrugged it off and replaced my scared face with a calm one. But how much I looked calm from the outside, I couldn't ignore the fact that I indeed was frightened.

I contemplated calling my mom to tell her, but changed my mind pretty quickly. I didn't want to interrupt her in her important business meeting.
So I tried to put it all in the back of my head for a while and focus on my homework but I could still feel it nagging on my unconsciousness.

Thursday, 9:38 AM.

I didn't receive any creepy text messages for the last few days. It made me believe that whoever had sent them, must have either probably realised that they for some reason had texted to wrong number, or in the worst case, tried to prank me or something. It could literally just have been James for all I know. I felt relieved now that the text messages had come to an end. The last couple of days have been nerve wrecking. I constantly expected texts from the unknown number. But after the last message I received on Monday, it has been silent. No text messages.

I didn't see Charlotte for most of the day at school. It was really unfortunate because I had been wanting to tell her about the creepy messages, to get it off my chest a bit, and see what she thinks I should do. That girl loves gossip.
When lunchtime finally came I sat down at our usual table expecting to see her, but she wasn't there. I waited for her for a while before I let my eyes search the cafeteria expecting to spot a girl by the name Charlotte. But she still wasn't anywhere to be seen. When I had pretty much given up and started eating my food, I looked up for a slight second and saw a sweaty, panting Charlotte standing in the cafeteria doorway. Some of the tables close to her sent her bemused glances. She started walking towards our table and I helped her sit down when she finally made it over to our lunch table. I wondered why she came so late and looked like she had been fighting a bear or something. She usually never arrive late to school.