"jesus christ" you can hear him lowly chuckle
"yo that was kinda hot you still up for phone sex" i say jokingly
sorta jokingly
...
i wasnt joking
"alright listen up. im going to come it ther-"
"come in me?"
"come in THERE and stab you okay?"
"listen bro im not that kinky" i silently nod my head
i am that kinky
hes getting bamboozled
i hear a window break downstairs
"oh shit- mystery man is that you-" i say to my phone
"it is, your very smart"
"how did you know i like praising" i say with a smirk
he sighs and hangs up
i slowly make my way downstairs, my phone in hand
"maybe i should call billy" i say as i see the broken glass
"voicemail? f u c k" i whisper to myself
"yo uH- hot dude! im afraid my parents say i cant get stabbed tonight! but maybe if your nice to them theyll say yea!" i say loud enough for him to hear me
i hear him chuckle
i feel a hand sneak around my waist and a knife to my throat
"ill tell your parents your at my house" i can h e a r his smirk as he puts more force into the knife
"uh- this boy i met said i cant get murdered. sorry, bro" i nervously chuckle
"mhm well, is he here hotstuff" he asks as his grip tightens on me
'all these years of karate better pay off!' i put my foot around his ankle and put my hands to his cloak? and flip him over my shoulder
"ack-!"
i run up the stairs as fast as i can, running to my bed and pulling out my phone again
i see him at my door way as we engage eye contact
"sorry to burst your bubble dude but my boyfriends gonna be here in a second" i say confidently and click the button to call billy again
it goes to voicemail again
"GODDAMMIT BILLY" i throw my phone at the masked man
"DISTACTION" he blocks it and i shut and lock my door as fast as i could.
"you sly little shit"
"i try my best"