Dead Phones Shouldn't Reply

Chapter 4 // Fright

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Chapter 4
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People fear death even more than pain. It is strange that they fear death. Life hurts a lot more than death. At the point of death, the pain is over.
- Jim Morrison
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You seem confused, but have you considered the fact that Kara and Jamie know something that you don't?

-M

Anger coursed through my veins and I let out a frustrated growl. 'M' was right. I was frustrated. I didn't know how to react to this kind of thing. After all, how many people actually had the chance to receive texts from their dead relatives phone?

Probably not many.

Monica and Dominic had left a few hours earlier that day. Dad and I had talked for a couple minutes after they left, but it was all meaningless words to me. He had asked me what had happened and--of course-- I lied to his face, saying I probably just had heat stroke or something like that.

It's almost as if he didn't know me. He couldn't even tell that the words that came out of my mouth were all lies.

That made me angry.

I could tell he cared, but I wasn't his first priority.

Kara was.

The throbbing pain in my head had gone away, and I was able to sit up straight without seeing double of everything I looked at.

So as I sat up in my bed, quietly yelling curse words at my phone, I wondered about all of this.

Was I going to tell someone and if so who? Who was 'M'?

Monica seemed oblivious to my strange behavior and would not believe me even if I wanted to tell her. She might of been my best friend, but she was a realist. Anything out of the ordinary would be absolute bull to her.

I extended my arm backwards, and was about to throw my phone when another dinging noise went off. Groaning, I brought the phone back down to eye level and looked at the screen.

Coffee tomorrow? Is what it read. It was an unknown number and I stared at it strangly, tapping away at the screen.

Who is this? I replied.

Dominic.

Oh, how did you get my number? I tapped out, pressing send.

Monica.. :).

I let out another sigh. Of course it was Monica, I would be insane to think Monica would miss the chance to set me up. She would alway say, and I quote, "The two damned happiest things to a girl are--love, and 50% off, so hopefully I can at least find you the first one."

Oh.. Well anyways what about coffee? I typed.

Want to meet up at Chlo's Cafe tomorrow? My aunt owns it so we could probably just eat as much as we wanted for free.

I pondered over it for a minute. Chlo's Cafe was one of the most amazing, not to mention busiest cafes in Dan-Velles.

I had heard the food was phenomenal, that it just melted a flavor of perfection onto your taste-buds. Chlo's was in the area where I use to live. I had meant to go to it many times, but the line-up was almost always out the door, so I gave up on it.

Definitely! I smiled.

Alright :), I'll pick you up around 3? Was his reply.