Chapter81: 81

DAPHNE I stare at the unknown number on my phone, reading the ominous message again. I contemplate ignoring it but something makes me curious so I respond. Me: Who is this? “Yeah, I’d die first in a horror movie,” I say to myself realizing how stupid it is to reply to a text asking me if I’m home. What’s next, I’m watching you? The reply from the number is instant. Weston: Weston Vaughn. I jump off the couch in surprise. I’m not so sure I wouldn’t rather it be a stalker or serial killer than him. I wouldn’t be so surprised that a parent is texting me but asking me if I’m home is more than out of the ordinary. Me: Yes, can I help you with something? I stare at the phone, chewing the edge of my thumb but the three little bubbles that usually show up when someone is typing a response never appear. A sharp knock at my door less than a minute later startles me, the phone tumbling out of my hand and onto the floor. It’s probably just Steve, inviting me over for another movie. “Shit.” I pick