Written By : Pamela James
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She quietly huffed before slowly walking back to the pile of documents on the floor and sat there not knowing what to do next.
If she had to admit, she was a little on edge. She kept unconsciously glancing at where her phone was charging; waiting for it to start ringing at any moment.
“It won’t ring,” she reassured herself, quite shakily.
She trembled as she let out an unsteady breath.
Later that night, Daniella had cleaned up the living room that was previously a mess but every so often she would find herself glancing at her phone in paranoia.
When she was eating her takeaway dinner, she glanced at the phone. As she folded her clothes, she glanced at the phone. When she came out of the shower, she glanced at the phone.
Then, just as she was about to tell herself that he was finally not going to call again, she heard a buzzing noise encase her entire being.
At first she didn’t believe it. It was too much of a coincidence. So she kept wiping her hair with the towel giving the benefit of the doubt.
Maybe it was just her mind playing tricks on her after all.
But when she paused purposefully to give herself hope that it was just her head and nothing in the house was buzzing at all, her hopes were suddenly crushed.
‘It’s ringing,’ she froze.
Gut wrenchingly, she ever so slowly turned her head toward the living room and saw the notification light flashing which reflected off the wall.
Suddenly, she clicked her tongue and quickly stormed over to where the phone was and grabbed it from off the floor.
Seeing his name pop up on the screen, she gritted her teeth together before instantly pressing red button to end the call.
She threw it her phone onto the couch in an act of aggression and let out a frustrated breath of air.
She stood there for a couple of seconds trying to regain her breath before turning back around and heading towards her bedroom once more to resume what she was doing.
But before she could take another step, she heard the phone ring once more. She stopped in her tracks and snapped her head towards the phone that was lying face down on the couch.
It was vibrating its way to the edge of the couch where it finally fell under the coffee table and landed with a soft thud.
‘Will he stop already?’ she vexed.
She quickly made her way over to the coffee table and bent down on the floor to reach for it. But seeing that her hand couldn’t see where it was, she accidentally pushed it further under the table.
‘Sh!t’, she cursed to herself.
She peeked under the small gap under the coffee table to try and find it. It was dark and the rug underneath it made it hard to make out the shape of the phone.
There was no natural light coming from the windows either since it was night and the fluorescent light directly above only made a shadow around her.
As she tried to get her phone back, the phone kept buzzing and buzzing relentlessly as if taunting her.
“Shut up,” she groaned.
Being on edge from earlier, she was already dangling on a thin string of patience. It was only now that she finally broke.
Again, the phone buzzed and
“Shut up, shut up, shut up!” she fumed.
Fuming, she clenched her eyes closed and put her face in her hands frustratingly. She rubbed her cheeks before opening her eyes once more with a sigh.
In that instant, her eyes widened and she gasped, whipping her head above to find a shadow looming over her.
Her mouth was gaping open while the rest of her body froze completely still.
“How did you get in?” she said open-mouthed.
She was confused, but more so shocked at who was standing in front of her.