ɪɴ ᴍᴏɴsᴛᴇʀ's ᴄᴏɴᴛʀᴏʟ

Synopsis

As the breath in the other line sounds thick and inhales the air as it mouths the words that shudder me.

"I found the real identity of Blake Anderson" he whispered as the name rang a bell and took me back to those bad memories.

He said the next sentence that froze me while covering my mouth. Tears and fear starts to build up as the person he was referring to is with me inside his room, naked and unbothered.

"Who's that?" He is referring to the person in the line. I dropped the phone. He picked it up and answered the call.

As he stepped closer, I stepped back. He noticed the discomfort melts in my feet. As they keep backing away, like how they finally learn who they keep running away.

He tilt he's head, confused from my action.

"Hey munch, are you avoiding me?" He muttered coldly. As he crosses the distance between us.

"So you finally know who I am and you're thinking of avoiding me?" He whisper.