Behind my screen.

Chapter 1: wrong number

(Warning. Yeah this is a fan fic. It'll be very cliche and unrealistic. I don't want to hear rude comments that's why I'm letting you know now)

"Camila" A voice hollered Around in the dark empty room. There was so much echoe in the voice.

I tried covering my ears against the horrible voice calling my name but it became loud as ever, so I slowly turned to face the direction of the voice and light illuminated at once.

My heart jumped when I saw

"F..fa..father?" I gasp, taking my step back.

"How had it been, my love?" He asked smiling as he was advancing towards me, he was wearing a hoodie and a faded jean trouser, the same clothes he had wore on the day of his sucide.

"Please stay A...away from me, y..y..you are dead."

"I know right? But I'm not finding it good in there? I miss you so much?" He was still walking towards me while I kept moving back in fear.

"Y...you are dead go away!!" I screamed in fear.

"come with me please, only then will I ever be happy."

As I was still moving back, I stumbled over something and fell down. So hard. I stood up as fast as I could but it was too late, I felt his cold arms around me trying to pull me to himself.

I let out a sharp scream and that was how I woke up.

I looked around and I was right on my bed, panting and sweating.

I quickly turned on the light as I snuggled into my blanket.

So it was another dream again?

Honestly I am getting freaked out by this repeated nightmare about my dad.

I mean it's been a year since he died why can't he just leave me in peace.

I was afraid of going back to sleep so I took out my phone and decided to call mum.

I Dailed her number off hand.

It rang for about 8 times but no response.

Really? She can't be stuck at the middle of a meeting at this time of night right??

"Please pick your call" I sent a text to her.

"Where are you right now?" I sent.

"Please come back home right now, I need you by my side" After clicking on the send button I dropped the phone beside me.

Minutes later, a texted pop into my phone, no doubt that was mum.

I took the phone and slide it open.

Last seen 1:30am

??: who the hell is this?

My hands frozed at the screen on seeing the rude reply.
This possibly can't be mum right??

Me: what do you mean by that? It's me, your daughter of course

??: are you playing pranks with me?

Me: shouldn't I be the one asking that?

??: look I really don't get why you have to distrupt my peaceful sleep but if you are playing prank on me you better stop it.

                                    Me: off course I'm not playing pra.. wait who are you?

??: (he sent a smirking emoji)