p r o l o g u e
"Hello?"
"Delilah."
"Who is this?"
"Did you like your gift?"
"What gift? Who is this?"
"Open your door, baby."
The line goes dead after that. I open the door of my apartment to find a bouquet of flowers on the door mat. There is a note on top of the flowers which I reach for first.
Hey there, Delilah, what's it like in New York City? I'm a thousand miles away, but girl tonight you're looking pretty.
My heart rate quickens as I read the note. I quickly grab the flowers and reenter my apartment. I throw the flowers and the creepy note in the trash. Since I'm already thoroughly creeped out, I jump when the phone rings for the second time tonight.
"Oh Delilah, don't you know it's rude to throw away a gift?"
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A.N: guyyyzzz I'm so excited for this story, and I will try my very best to keep up with it. You may have noticed I deleted my story "Converse", don't worry, I will be rewriting it. I loved the idea for that story, but I wasn't proud of my writing, so I'm starting over! Please vote and comment!! I would love maybe 3 votes and 5 comments per chapter? Possibly? For me?
xx gigi