-Okay. I'm gonna hold your hand so don't punch me okay.-
Lili's POV
I awoke with a gasp, jolting up into seating position from another nightmare.
As if on cue, my phone dings from a new notification.
I grabbed my phone and saw that there was a message from an unknown number.
Unknown: Meet me at the Cafè tomorrow. 4am sharp. If you want to know more. Tell the cops and you're dead.
-C. Skulls
I stared at the odd message.
"What the fuck is wrong with these people?" I exclaimed to myself.
"Stupid odd messages acting as if they're so cool with their unknown numbers." I mutter, calling Ryder.
What? He did say I should tell him everything about this or along the lines of that.
"What's wrong, Shortcake?" He asks worriedly with that sexy voice of his.
"I got another odd message from an unknown number again." I say, sighing as I look at the clock.
2:34 pm.
"Could you send it to me?" He asks and I nod even though he couldn't see me.
"Okay. Wait a sec." I say, taking a screenshot and sending it to him.
There was a long silence before he spoke again.
"Can I come to your house? I'm worried." He says. I heard shuffling in the background.
"Of course but please be careful." I say.
"Okay, Shortcake. I love you." He says.
"I love you, too." I say as he hangs up.
-•-
I was starting to get anxious. Ryder wasn't here yet and I haven't heard from him since the call.
I groaned frustratedly and went for the door to go check on him but the knocking on my balcony door stopped me.
There's stood Ryder, in a hoodie and sweatpants.
I sighed in relief and hurriedly brought him inside.
"I was worried sick!" I say.
He chuckles at me and hugs me as I hug him back.
"It's not even past half and hour." He says but I roll my eyes.
"Whatever." I say.
I pull him to my bed as we just cuddle with my head hurried in his chest and his head dipped down to the crook of my neck.
"I was worried, too, you know?" He says and I nod. "I'm so scared of losing you like I lost her."
"How did you lose her anyway?" I blurt out and shut my eyes at my blunt question. "I mean, you don't have to tell me, now." I trail off.
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Don't Mess With Her
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