Mistreated | The Sequel | Donah Meavey

01

Daniel's pov

I walked down the stairs, into the living room and went closer to the couch. Jonah smiled at me when he saw me and I returned it. Then he reached out his hand. I took it and he pulled me into his lap.

"Good morning sleepy head." he said chuckling.

"Good morning." I responded and kissed him for a long time.

My life is complete. Everything is finally perfect. After almost a year I'm...I'm happy again..I swear I couldn't be happier. I'm not thinking about the past anymore. I have no nightmares or breakdowns. I'm truly myself again.

I wrapped my arms around Jonah's neck and snuggled my face into his shoulder. He tightened the grip around my waist.

"I love you." he whispered in my ear. These 8 letters always put a smile on my face.

"I love you too." I responded and pulled away enough to connect our lips together. Then we separated and smiled at each other.

"By the way, guess who texted me while you were sleeping." he smirked.

"I don't know, Santa Claus?" I laughed and he joined me.

"Unfortunately no..but it was Ryan." he stated and a concerned look appeared on my face.

"Ryan? That Ryan? From L.A.?" I asked and Jonah nodded.

"He was curious how are we doing since we left, where are we now and also he asked for your number?" now I was even more confused.

"My number? Why?"

"He said that he wanted to text you first, but couldn't dial your number. So he texted me and asked for your new one." he explained.

"But..we just exchanged numbers cause we were working together..we've never texted before. He had never even liked us anyways." it was weird and got me an interesting feeling in my stomach.

"Maybe he just wants to be friends. There's nothing wrong with that." Jonah said. I just shrugged my shoulders and got up from the couch.

I walked into the kitchen and opened the door on the fridge. I grabbed a bottle of orange juice and took a sip. Then I put it back and closed the door. I was standing there for a few seconds thinking about what's Ryan's deal with my number. I shook my head to clear my mind and went outside on the terrace.

A few minutes later Jonah appeared next to me. He put his arm around me and I leaned my head on his shoulder.

"How do we spend our day off?" he asked softly and kissed my face.

"It's beautiful outside..what if we go for a walk to the lake and have a nice picnic there?" I suggested.

"I would love that." he responded and put his chin on my shoulder. I pressed my head to his and closed my eyes. I can't ask for more. It took almost one year, but I'm healthy again. I can't thank the therapist enough for finding the old, happy me I lost that night. But mostly I can't thank Jonah enough for being by my side cause without him I wouldn't be here today.

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I was getting ready for our picnic when my phone started to ring. I looked at the screen and it was an unknown number. I picked it up cause my first thought was that it must be Ryan, right?

"Hello?" I answered the call, but nobody said anything on the other side. "Hello?" I tried again, but nothing. I can hear that someone's there, but why aren't they answering then? I ended the call.

Jonah came into the room from the bathroom.

"Who's phone was ringing?" he asked.

"Mine, but..when I picked it up..nobody was answering." I said.

"Maybe they just dialed the wrong number. Are you ready?" he asked smiling.

"Yeah I'm ready." I replied smiling as well and he took my hand. Then we walked downstairs and left the house.

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It was almost 9.30pm when we got back from our walk and picnic by the lake. We had a really good time. We were laughing a lot, talking about random stuff and just simply enjoying each other's company.

I took a shower and walked into our shared bedroom. Jonah was downstairs, but he said he's gonna be here in a minute so I decided to wait for him in our room.

I grabbed my phone which I left on the bedside table when we went out.

Missed calls..that same unknown number called me 3 times while I was gone. Weird...almost scary.

Is it really Ryan? But why would he mess with me like this?

As I was thinking, the phone started to ring.

The same number again. What the heck is going on? I picked it up.

"Hello?" and of course nobody answered. "Stop calling me. This is not funny at all." and I hung up. I closed my eyes and let out a sigh.

Then I walked over to the wardrobe and grabbed my pyjama. Just when I was ready to go to bed, Jonah entered the room. We hugged tightly, then he kissed me.

When we separated, I went to bed. Jonah changed into his pyjama too and joined me. After some time we fell asleep. I was too tired to tell him about the calls. Also we both need to get some sleep cause tomorrow we go to work again.

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The sound of my phone ringing woke me up in the middle of the night. I quickly grabbed it and hid it into the blanket so it wasn't that loud. I looked up at Jonah, who just turned his head to the other side, still sleeping.

I answered the call. I don't even know why.

"Hello?..Ryan if that's you.." I haven't even finished my sentence cause that mysterious person on the other side spoke up.

"I'm not Ryan..but you remember this voice, right?" he asked devilishly laughing.

"Ben..." I whispered in disbelief.