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Rebecca's pov
I should tell him...
I dropped my phone on the kitchen counter, rubbing my already aching head, hearing Emeliano's voice relived me of the tense feeling that had once settled in my chest, but as soon as the line went dead, it reappeared.
I should seriously tell Emeliano what has been going on, the strange calls from the unknown number, the feeling of being watched and all...
But telling him means troubling him... It's better i keep it all to myself... When he called today, I thought it was the crazy person who preferred to breath rather than talk through the phone. But who could it be?
Who could be scared of talking to me? And why do they keep calling all the time.. It was beginning to get scary and uncomfortable.
I seriously need to talk to someone about these recent happenings. But who could I call?
April?
She was the only one I could talk to right now, she was the only one I could entrust the weird issue to.
I dialed her number quickly.
"Hey Becca!" her voice bursted up at the forth ring, she sounded really happy and calm, the exact opposite of my mood right now.
"April... Uh, what's up?" I asked awkwardly, not knowing how to begin the conversation.
"Shouldn't I be asking you that?" she giggled like I just said something funny.
Sighing, I rubbed my face with my palm. "Sorry, I just- I needed to talk to someone." I said softly.
"I'm all ears Becca? Is everything okay with you and Emeliano?" She asked.
"Yes... Everything is fine... It's about something else actually, I don't know how to put this-"
"Just let out." She said.
"I've been getting strange calls." I blurted out.
"Strange calls? What do you mean?" I could hear the confusion in her voice.
"Yes... Strange calls, the unknown number just keeps on calling and calling but he or she would never say anything... The person just keeps on breathing through the line."
"That sounds scary."
"It is scary."
"Do you have any idea who the person might be?" April asked.
Do I? It could actually be anybody. It could be Marcos, why would Marcos hesitate before speaking... It can't be Marcos. Maybe Mason, Mason is married... What would he want to talk about? It could also be Camilla. Nah, why would Camilla call me? That just insane, what could we possibly say to each other? Or maybe Georgia, could it possibly be her? Does she even know much about me? Does she even want to get to know her daughter? I guess not... It can't be her. That leaves just one person on my list.
"It could be Rafael." I said, considering every possibility.
"Rafael? I don't think he'd be the person? Rafael is not one to do scare calls... He's upfront... If he wants to talk to you, he wouldn't go through the childish act thing. I don't think it's Rafael..."
"That rules it all out... I can't think of anyone who would get their freak on by playing call pranks on me."
"Maybe it's someone you knew from a long time ago... Make a list of your ex boyfriends and ex highschool friends... You may get something out of it... And if it persists, speak to Emeliano about it or call the cops."
"Exes? I've only dated like what? Three guys? I don't think my exes have anything to do with this... Why would they want to play pranks on me... I can't tell Emeliano about this... It would only make him worry unnecessarily."
"This sounds serious Rebecca... You'll have to let him know sometime."
"Yeah... Maybe when I've figured it all out."
"Whatever you say Becca... Talked to Mom yet?"
"No... I'm not fully ready for that yet. But I'll call her soon... How about you, talked to her yet?"
I heard April's sigh at the other end of the line. "No... And I don't think I will."
I scrunched my brows. "What? Why?"
"It's just... I don't know what to expect, I don't think she'd want to talk to me."
I rolled my eyes. "Seriously? All Mo- Diana wants is to get to know you... She also thinks you wouldn't want to talk to her. Make the first step, rebuild your relationship with her... I'd help a lot."
"You know it's okay to call her mom right? She's still clueless to all this... And she's probably worried sick about you."
I licked my suddenly dried lips. "I know... It's just- this stuff is still emotionally torturing me and, I can't imagine what it would do to- to- Mom.... She'd be broken and she'd also want to come back to Orlando, if she does, I don't even want to know what would happen."
April chuckled. "Nothing will happen. Give her a call... If you do that, I promise to also give her a call... Okay?"
"Okay. It's so nice to hear from you... How's Paris by the way?"
"Extraordinary! It's so beautiful! When all this is over, I'm planning to plan a vacation where we all would travel down here..."
"By we all, you mean..."
"We all... I mean we all... All the crazy children from Rafael's seed along with Emeliano, Piper, Diego... It'll be fun... Don't you think?"
"Fun? Or war?"
April laughed.
We talked and talked about different stuffs until we finally said goodbye to each other...
I dropped my phone and rushed to fix myself a cup of coffee... It was past nine but Emeliano still hadn't returned, he promised me an early dinner, why the hell is he still so late?
Why am I even surprised? I signed up for this, and no matter how much I try to change a fact in all this, it all ends up with Emeliano choosing his work over me... His work was his first priority while I came second... No... His mom came second, I came third.
What am I even thinking...
We're taking it slow right? I can't really expect him to just heed to everyone of my needs...
Baby steps... Slow, but solid.
After fixing myself a coffee, I went to the sitting room, hoping to God that Emeliano was back already but wanted to maybe, watch some TV... And again! What am I thinking?
He wasn't there though- the only thing I found was the land line ringing it's wires out, I rushed to it, picking up the phone and placing it to my left ear.
"Hello?" I called out but I was met with silence. "Hello oo?
Then the infamous breathing sound came up, making my heart beat faster and the coffee cup shake from my grip. "it's you isn't it? Why don't you speak up! Don't be a coward!"
.
"What do you want from me? Who are you?"
.
"Georgia? Is that you? If it's you, why don't you just speak up?"
.
Nothing.
.
"Speak up damn it!" I yelled this time.
"Hello... Belle."
The glass mug slipped from my grip immediately, causing it to fall straight to the ground, breaking into thousands of pieces.
It wasn't Georgia... It was someone I knew quite well, it was someone that made it his everyday mission to change my name from Rebecca to Belle.
April was right after all, it's always one of the exes... But this one was not just an ex... He was a psychopath. A crazy sly psychopath.
After a while, I found my voice.
"Drew?... How did you manage to- to- escape from the asylum?"
"That's all you can say? After all these years? Oh Belle... You have no idea how much I missed you... But now that I'm free, I'm coming... I'm coming to bring you back home to me."
My heart beat escalated.
"Time to come home, Belle."
That was the last thing I heard, before the line went dead.
Oh God... How crazier can my life get?
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