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An Anonymous Call

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I had first regarded it a prank. A wrong number. A mistake.
But the calls wouldn't stop. He was bothering me, disturbing me-- as though I was a selected target.
As the harassment escalated, I began to imagine things. I feared every corner, was scared of the dark, began to hallucinate things which weren't real.
Why? Why me? Why was this man calling me? Who was he?
I had suspicions. The possibilities were endless. There was nothing anybody could do. He wouldn't stop-- so I had to take things into my own hands.
~*~
He tracked me down. He plotted to execute me. I managed to escape into the woods and beyond. I discovered his hideout, his base and his scheme. I could expose him. I could reveal his identity to the world, and he would surrender. 
But I made a mistake. I couldn't change my fate.All Rights Reserved

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Anything but Typical by fandomsxobsessed

Suddenly awaking me from my drowsy state, my phone started ringing. There was an 'unknown' caller ID. Hesitantly, I picked it up. "Hello?" There was heavy breathing on the other end. Oh no. Please tell me this isn't happening. "Seriously. Who is this? Is this some sort of prank call?" I desperately wanted to believe that yes, Noah and Robin were prank calling me and laughing their asses off as they passed the phone back and forth. But deep down I knew this time, I was wrong. There was more heavy breathing and I almost hung up but there was just something inside of me willing me to stay on the line. I heard some muffled voices on the other end before a gruff voice spoke three short words "We have her." Meet Drew. Shy. Reserved. Intelligent. His life was turned upside down when he walked into a record shop and came face to face with the love of his life. But how far is he willing to go to ensure her safety? *please note that this is my first story on wattpad* this book has themes of depression and anxiety, so if you get triggered easily i suggest you don't read this. cover made by @newtellashadowhunter All rights reserved. No part of this publication may be reproduced or transmitted in any form, or by any means, electronic or mechanical, including photocopy, recording, or any information storage and retrieval system, without the explicit permission in writing from the author/publisher. Copyright fandomsxobsessed 2016

Michael Myers x Male!Reader by jestinggloom

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Here by BooksByBwilli

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Suddenly awaking me from my drowsy state, my phone started ringing. There was an 'unknown' caller ID. Hesitantly, I picked it up. "Hello?" There was heavy breathing on the other end. Oh no. Please tell me this isn't happening. "Seriously. Who is this? Is this some sort of prank call?" I desperately wanted to believe that yes, Noah and Robin were prank calling me and laughing their asses off as they passed the phone back and forth. But deep down I knew this time, I was wrong. There was more heavy breathing and I almost hung up but there was just something inside of me willing me to stay on the line. I heard some muffled voices on the other end before a gruff voice spoke three short words "We have her." Meet Drew. Shy. Reserved. Intelligent. His life was turned upside down when he walked into a record shop and came face to face with the love of his life. But how far is he willing to go to ensure her safety? please note that this is my first story on wattpad this book has themes of depression and anxiety, so if you get triggered easily i suggest you don't read this. cover made by @newtellashadowhunter All rights reserved. No part of this publication may be reproduced or transmitted in any form, or by any means, electronic or mechanical, including photocopy, recording, or any information storage and retrieval system, without the explicit permission in writing from the author/publisher. Copyright fandomsxobsessed 2016