Chapter Four

Drew left around ten and I got to do half of my homework. Then walking into my room at eleven I quickly got ready for bed. Slipping in between the cold covers I started to drift off to sleep when my phone rang, and I felt around the top of my bedside table until I found my phone. Trying to suppress a yawn I answered.


Hello Claire.” a deep voice answered.

Who is this?”

Missing Emma yet?”

I sat up “Who are you and what do you want?”

Would you like to see her again?”

What do you mean?”

Right before she died she she was thinking of you.”

Who, ARE you?”

Good night Claire. Double check your door and windows. I wouldn't want anyone else to get to you before I do.” And with that the line went dead.

I moved the phone away from my ear and looked down at the phone, then pushing my covers off of me I did just as who ever had called me said to do. One minute later I was back in my bed, willing myself to get to sleep


The next morning I woke up, half rolling half falling out of bed I felt like the walking dead. Then walking into my bathroom I walked head first into the closed door.

Ouch ouch ouch.” I held my head with one hand and with the other hand I opened the door and looked in the mirror. On the mirror someone had stenciled a note with something that looked like a red expo marker, it read...

Claire you really should lock your door before you go to bed, or someone might try to hurt you.<3”

What?” I looked at the writing even harder trying to make sense of what I was seeing.

Panic erupted in my chest. Who had been in my apartment, why had they been in here, what did they want, did they find it? And so many other questions came into my mind. Forgetting all about my head I went and grabbed my phone, and called Drew.

Baby, this isn't the best time for you to call-”

Someone broke into my house last night.”

Oh uh, that was me.”

What?” I was pulling on a jacket and walking to my front door.

Ya. I left my bag at your house and using the key you gave me I came in and got my bag.”

Why do I remember you taking your bag with you when you left?”

I don't know.”

Alright. But did you write something on my bathroom mirror?”


What was it?”

I said something about lock your door or you might get hurt.”

You scared the crap out of me! I thought it was the C.L.M!”

Sorry baby. How can I make it up to you?”

How about I let you think about it?”

Alright, meet me at the cemetery at ten. You won't be disappointed.”

Don't disappoint me.”

I don't think I can.”

You're right.”

Got to go baby. The guys are telling me you're distracting me. Love you.”

Love you too.” Hanging up I saw that I had about twenty minutes to get ready and get to my first class.


By the time I was all done with my classes it was three in the afternoon. I had seven more hours until I was suppose to meet Drew at the Cemetery.

Checking my mental list on what I needed to get for tomorrow I decided that I should go shopping for food and a new outfit. What I really needed was a new pair of Converse. Jumping into the car I started to drive to the mall for the shoes.

Someone's calling, someone's calling Claire!” my ring tone sang whenever it showed a number that I did not recognize.


Miss. Jones?”

Who is this?”

This is Detective Button, I was wondering if you could come down right now to the station and identify a voice on a phone we picked up at Emma's crime scene.”


How long will it take you?”

If I don't encounter any traffic then I should be there in about ten minutes.”

Thank you.” With that he hung up.

You're welcome?”

Snapping my phone shut I hit play on my CD player and listened to Mordred's Lullaby by Heather Dale.

The End

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