He began walking over to me. This is it. I'm dead. I saw his shoes come into my view as I was looking down, hair covering my face. "Look at me." He growled out. I started to cry, too afraid to look. He grasped my chin and lifted my face to meet his. I mentally gasped. It's the guy from last night. His eyes held surprise too, before anger erupted in them. I cowered back in fear of what he might do. "Who did this to your face?" He growled. I started to cry again and shake. "Him." I whispered and gave a small nod toward the guy who hit me.

COMPLETED "Darling, answer me. I asked, what is your name?" "What's your name, huh?" "You're so-" "Call me Indie" "Annoying and- ah, Indie... that's a nice name." "Mhm now goodbye asshole!" ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ 19 year old Indiana gets a unknown caller at 3 am, and she's not happy about that. And hates the pet name he calls her. 20 year old Arsen dialled the last digit wrongly and found himself a nice girl to talk to and loves to call her Darling, even when she's given her name. Let's see how Indiana and Arsen end up. Continue reading to find out.