Locking the front door behind me, I run up the stairs to my bedroom and let the door fall shut behind me. I throw my phone and bag on my bed and pace in my room, trying to process what I just witnessed.
I already know the police wont believe me from my last experience, so there is not point calling them. I can't tell my co-workers cause they will just call me crazy, and I dont want to put my family in danger by telling them. I have no idea what this crazy scientist is capable of!!
"Did he somehow modify his body to do that?! How else is it possible?!"
My breathing is rapid and my hands are shaking like crazy. I bring my hands to my head and shove them in my hair, trying to desperately collect my thoughts.
Just then my phone rings. I glance over to it and see an unknown number. Too scared of who might be on the other side of the phone, I just stare at it completely frozen, and wait until it goes to voicemail. I let out a breath I was holding in, and choke mid-way as my phone starts ringing again. The same unknown ID displayed on the screen.
I slowing inch towards my phone. I untangle my hands from my hair, and with shaking hands I answer the phone.
The other side is as quiet as I am. After 30 seconds of excruciating silence I hear him say my name.
"Camila..."
My heart rate picks up, and a drop of sweat falls down the side of my face. I am extremely terrified.
"Camila, we need to talk." He says.
"No- No we dont."
I hate that my fear is obvious from my shaky tone.
There is a heavy sigh from the other side before he finally speaks.
"Open the balcony door. We need to talk."
My eyes snap to my locked balcony, and sweat runs down my spine. Gone was the sweet and convincing Mr Lodon. The shift in his tone tells me that there is no more room for discussion. Its either I open the door, or he will, by force.
I lower the phone from my ear and slowly make my way towards my balcony door. The height from the ground to my balcony has to be at least 6 meters. How could he climb up?! And how does he know where I live!? All these questions vanish from my head as I finally see the silhouette of the crazy scientist.
Taking a deep breath, I open the door.
He turns to me and my bones freeze.
He looks deadly. He is wearing the same clothes I last saw him in, except his hair is wet and the drops of water fall onto his godly sculpted face. My eyes travel further down to his body and I see the front of the shirt slightly damp and clinging to his abs and pecks.
I swallow the lump of saliva that has accumulated in my mouth, and shake my head before looking back up to his face.
Who cares if he is hot!? This man is a monster.
"Why are you here?" My voice comes out surprisingly confident and my glare adds to my menacing tone.
"I already told you. I'm here to talk." He barges past me and strolls into my room as if its his own.
I let out a huff of frustration and close the door, before making my way over to him. He is sitting on my bed with his legs hung over the side, and hands spread out behind him as he casually scans my bedroom.
I walk over to my desk which is far enough from him that he cant suddenly grab me, and fold my arms, waiting for him to start talking.
His eyes finally make their way over to me and he raises an eyebrow at my distance from him.
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Megalodon: King of the Ocean
FantasíaOnly when he is a breath away from me do I look up again. I can see the whites in his eyes almost completely engulfed by his dark eyes. There is a playful smirk on his lips, almost as if taughting me. He takes that one step closer and presses our b...
