4 o' clock

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*4 in the morning, Anabeth's POV*
"Where the heck is he?" I think to myself as I look around the house for Michael.

It's freaking 4 o'clock in the morning and he still isn't home. He was supposed to be home a freaking hour ago!

I get my phone to call him and see where the heck he is, and what the heck he is doing.

I dialed his number, and waited for him to pick up.

It rang for a pretty long time, which is unusual for Michael.

"️Michael! Where the heck are you?! I'm starting to worry about you!" I yelled into the phone.

Instead of hearing a human response, I heard an animal growling.

I dropped my phone screaming, wondering if something bad happened to Michael.

I picked it up and started talking again.

"Michael! Are you ok?! What's wrong?!" I asked frantically, hoping I would hear him this time instead of an animal.

But I heard nothing but static, and after awhile, the call ended.

I walked back to my bedroom, and turned on the tv.

Not only was I wide awake now, but I was anxious to see what time Michael would come back home.

A few moments later, I got a text from Michael.

Michael: don't worry about me I'm fine.  I'll be home soon. Love you❤️

I hope he's not lying to my face, cause if he is, I swear......

I responded back to him.

Me: ok sweetie. Be careful.

In case you're wondering, this isn't the first time Michael has done this.

This has been going on for about a month, and I'm tired of it.

That's it! I'm done with this!

When Michael comes home I'm going to have a talk with him and give him a piece of my mind!

Let's see if I can get to the bottom of this......

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⏰ Last updated: Jun 05, 2016 ⏰

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