Unknown Number || S.Stan Story

Texts From An Unknown Number

It's Sunday afternoon and my best friend Alyssa is at my place. We've been best friends as long as I can remember. We share all our secrets and that's why we've become very close. Honestly we can talk about everything. Sometimes I wish we couldn't, though.

You probably know how's it feel when you best friend teases you about every embarrassing thing, that has happened to you.
And she has a lot to tease me about, because embarrassing stuff happens to me all the time. Like for real, all the time.

The clock starts to get closer to six and I have to go to work tomorrow, early in the morning. I wish the weekend could be longer, although I love my job from the bottom of my heart but sometimes you just need a break, you know what I mean?

"Hey, Al! What do you think about ordering a pizza?" I exclaim to my best friend from almost the other side of the house. Right after I mentioned pizza, I could hear excited screams, that echoed around the house.

Soon she appeared to the living room, where I was watching TV. She jumped on me and kept saying the same word, "Pizza, pizza, pizza..."

"Stop being childish and gimme my phone." I said, because I couldn't reach it myself. Alyssa on my lap could be the biggest reason why.
Alyssa giggled as she picked up my phone from the coffee table and handed it to me.

Alyssa get up from my lap as I ordered the pizza.
I order our favorite pizza from our favorite pizza diner.

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The doorbell rang and with a quiet, yet excited scream Alyssa jumped up from the couch and ran to the front door. She thanked and paid before returning to the living room with a wide and hungry smile.

"Look what we've got!" She exclaims excitedly and opens the cardboarded cover, exposing the pizza inside it. Just the smell of it is mouthwatering.

She places the pizza on the coffee table in front of me and jumps then next to me on the sofa.
We start to watch (insert show here) from Netflix.
I pull a blanket over us both and we start to eat our delicious pizza.

This is the best way to relax. Best friend under the same blanket, favorite pizza and show. I don't know how I got to be this lucky.

We finished the pizza after two episodes of our favorite show.
I got up and went to the kitchen to get us some popcorn.
As I was in the kitchen, I heard my phone go off.

I put the bag of popcorn to the microwave before checking my phone.
The text has came from an unknown number.
I open the phone and check the text.

«Hey, princess» the text from an unknown number says. I furrow my eyebrows as I read the text over and over again. Is this a joke? I thought. Yet he maybe texted to the wrong number. Maybe some girl gave him a wrong number as they were having fun in a bar. Now he thinks I'm her.

«Who's this?» I text back. If the guy texts anything suspicious, I'll block the number immediately. I've read and heard about these weird people who texts to a stranger and then asks to meet them. Then if you show up, they either rob you, rape you or in the worst situations, kill you.

«Don't worry, princess. You'll find out eventually» He responds, and I frown. I want to know who this guy is and why he's texting me. And I don't like that he calls me princess, he doesn't even know who I am! I don't know who he is! What should I do?!

The microwave peeps as a sign, that the popcorn is ready. I take the last glance at the very short conversation we had and then I closed the phone.

I poured the popcorn to a big bowl and walked back to the living room with it.

Once I sat down and placed the bowl between us, I turned to look at Alyssa as I took out my phone.

"Al, some weird guy just texted me, tell me what to do." I plead as I show the conversation to her.
"Could it be Colton? Your ex?" She asks. Oh yeah, why I didn't think about my odd ex, Colton? It must be him.

I take a deep breath and write a pretty aggressive response.
«If you're Colton, I'm gonna hung you from your balls to the roof»

Alyssa next to me starts to laugh at the response and threw a popcorn to my already open mouth.
"Good girl!" She smirked.

We waited patiently for a response. Which meant staring at the bright screen of my phone.
We for sure looked like idiots, but who cares?

A new text from the unknown number appeared to the screen.
«Wow, that was aggressive. If I was Colton I would be scared but I'm fortunately not. Who is he anyway?»

At first I sighed in relief, but then I realized that I don't know this guy at all. I have no clue who he could be. He's a mystery guy.

"He's not Colton. What do we do now?" I ask, looking up to Alyssa. I could see a little bit worry in her eyes as our eyes connected. She glanced at the conversation as she spoke, "I don't know. We should ask him questions. Maybe he will slip something."

I turn my gaze back to my phone's screen and think about something.
Then I start typing.
«how old are you? And don't lie to me!» I send the text and we start to wait for a response again.

This is insane. Here we are, trying to figure out who this guy is, though we could just block him, but he wake my interest.

«I'm 36. And I know you're 35» The response appeared to the screen. How does he know that? Is he a some kind of spy? An agent maybe?

"He has read your file." Alyssa winks at me.
"Do you really have to make me think about Amber Rose Revah right now?" I groan. Yeah, Punisher fan right here!
Alyssa just giggles and starts thinking.

"There's many ways to find out my age. He doesn't know anything about me. Right?" I mumble. This guy gives me creeps.
I'm not in the mood to talk – well, in this case, text to strangers.

«Right, creep. I gotta go now, so bye!» I type a rushed text and send it without giving it another thought.
We wait for a minute if he texts me back, and that's what he does.

«Alright, princess. Talk to you later ;)» he texts.
I let out a breath and turn off my phone. We'll see will I get any sleep tonight after that conversation. But I need my beauty sleep or I'm way too overwrought.

"Let's continue watching the show now, please." I say quietly to Alyssa, and she plays the movie.

The rest of the day I just thought about the short conversation I had with the strange guy.
Thankfully it didn't bother me too much, so I could sleep.

Alyssa stayed over, because she fell asleep while watching the show.
I left her to the couch and went myself to my bed.

I turned off the lights from my bedroom and pulled the covers over my body.
I closed my eyes and tidied my mind from all the thoughts.
I managed to drift off.

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