Threats

Texts and a Phone Call

I eased the apartment door open, as I slid the house key into my jean pocket. I poked my head into the house and looked around, trying to see if my parents were home.

I couldn't see anyone, and I couldn't hear anyone either. So guessing that my parents weren't home, I stepped into our apartment, and closed the door behind me.

I sighed a breath of relief and started heading towards my room. I dropped my bag on my desk and jumped onto my bed.

'What now?' I thought. There was nothing I could really do. So lying there on my bed, I stared up at the ceiling, wondering what I should do next.

'Drrlll, Drrrll,'

I took my phone out of my pocket. It was a call from my mother.

"Damn it," I muttered. I cleared my throat and picked up the phone call.

"I got a call from school, saying you left school early... What was that about!?" My mother screeched into the phone.

"You know I have a reason for everything, mom. I don't really want to talk about it now," I said, feeling bitter.

There was a long pause, as I anticipated her answer.

"Fine. But when I get home, you better explain yourself," My mother said, "But, since you're home, might as well do something for me,"

"What do you want?" I asked her.

"Go to the supermarket and buy the items on the list. The list is on the dining table," My mother said.

"Okay. Anything else?"

"No."

"Okay. Bye mom," I said.

"Bye."

I turned off the phone and started walking to the dining table. Like my mother said, there was a list. I picked it up, and scanned what my mother wanted from the supermarket.

1. Milk

2. Eggs

3. Carrots

4. Cabbage

5. Minced Pork

I sighed, and got ready to leave.

I got changed, put my wallet and phone in my pocket, and slipped my shoes on. I also made sure I brought the key and the list.

Soon enough I got on my way, locking the door behind me.


I finished paying for the groceries, and left the supermarket. I walked outside in the autumn breeze, the slight wind blowing at my face.

Just as I was about to start walking back to my house, my phone rang. It was a notification. I used my right hand to fish out my phone from my pocket.

It was a text from an unknown number. I ignored it and put it back in my pocket.

But while I was on my way home, my phone kept ringing.

It was texts from the same unknown number. I ignored it again, but after a while, I received a call.

I was irritated. Who was texting and calling me? Who needed my attention so badly!?

I walked across the street, and put down the groceries, so I could check on my phone. I picked up the call, and started yelling at the person on the other side.

"Stop texting and calling me! If you do, I'll go strangle you myself!" I shouted through the phone.

People who were walking by, all stared at me with weird looks. I ignored them, and continued to yell.

"Stop yelling!" Someone shouted.

I stopped. I knew that voice anywhere. It was Seungmin. I've heard his voice way too many times.

"What the hell do you want," I spat, my eyebrow twitching.

"I just wanted to talk to you."

I grunted, and hung up. His 'oh-so-sweet' melodic voice, and cute looks was getting on my nerves.

I put my phone in my pocket and picked up the groceries, and continued on my way. I was so, going to block his number as soon as I got home



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