things are looking up for zion and blythe. no more attempt murders, no more running, no abuse.....but things take a turn for the worse....
*sequel to enemies with benefits✨🖤*
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Blythe sleeping was incredibly tough. i wasn't comfortable in my bed. i got up and took my phone. i headed downstairs and turned on the tv.
*phone buzz*
i took my phone and saw an anonymous text. my heart started to beat faster. i took a deep breath and put in my passcode.
you don't listen to do? i told you NOT to tell anyone. why would you risk your daughter's life like that?
"what....no, no.." i said.
who are you? what do you want from me?
i placed my phone on my chest, as i started to tear up.
your daughter will suffer because of your actions.
i started to cry even more. i tried to be as silent as possible, so i didn't wake zion up.
***** ****** now. don't be late.
it was at the exact same place. i tip toed up the stairs and put on some comfortable clothes. i went back downstairs and drove to the alley again.
it was dark and cold.
"i'm here....show yourself!" i yelled.
*phone buzz*
you brought this on yourself. turn around.
i quickly turned around, but saw no one. i took a step forward and step on a small bag. i picked it up and saw baby teeth covered in blood. i started to cry. that's her teeth. there were about 3 baby teeth in the bag.
now, you'll listen to me...
i fell on the floor and started to cry heavily. she must be in pain. crying out for her parents. she must be so scared. i gathered myself and headed to the car. i slapped the wheel in frustration. i looked at my phone. 5am. i started the car and drove back home.
so, i can't tell zion and definitely not the police. how did this person even know that i told zion? am i being watched? maybe there's camera's in our room? am i gonna have to do this all by myself?
i finally got home. i took off my shoes and plopped down on the couch. i rubbed my forehead thinking of what to do. i cant do this by myself.
i decided to go upstairs and tried and go to sleep. i walked in our room and saw z sitting up with his hands folded.
"hey..." i said. i gulped.
"where were you?" he asked looking up.
"i was out."
"out where?"
"i couldn't sleep....so, i needed to clear my head. i didn't wanna wake you."
