Dangerous
The Call
*BEEP* *BEEP* *BEEP*
There it goes, the one thing I hate most in my life. I rolled over and turned my alarm off and jumped out of bed. I opened my curtains and sunshine came beaming in. It was going to be a hot day. I decided to take a shower, so I turned the shower on and stripped off. And that was when I saw it. The massive purple love bite formed at the base of my neck. I ran my hand over it and flinched with pain. That asshole for leaving such a mark on me. From what I could tell, that mark was not going anywhere too soon. For all I know it could stay for longer than a week.
I jumped in the shower and just stood there for what felt like forever. I loved the feeling of the water dripping down on my body. The sound of the water reminded me of the times me and my family would go to our lake house in the summer and it used to rain a lot. I remember sitting inside the house drinking hot chocolate and playing chess with my dad while a fire kept us warm. Thinking of it, warmed me up inside. I wish I could go back to the days where nothing was complicated. The days when I was just a kid, and knew nothing of the big bad world.
After my shower I got dressed into a pair of black skinny jeans, a white tee and put a red checkered flannel shirt over it which I left open. I put a pair of white converse on and then ran down the hall and into the kitchen to be greeted by Millie. She was sitting at the table eating coco pops obviously still half drunk.
'Morning sunshine.' I said while smirking at her. She threw back a fake smile, obviously not in the mood for my teasing games.
'You know one thing that I hate most about myself..' Millie said while looking at her coco pops. I turned my head to listen. "Is that I always regret how much I drank the morning after the party. I mean why cant I just stop myself? " She was feeling sorry for herself and that's why she spoke like this. Also it is probably the alcohol talking.
" I don't know babe." I shrugged my shoulders and poured some hot water into my cup. I turned around to find Millie not at the table anymore. "Millie?" I shouted.
"I'm going out babe! See you later!" Then I heard the door slam. Where was she going? She never used to go out. Only at night to go to work or to parties. This wasn't the normal Millie.
I got on the tube to go into London centre to apply for a summer art job. I wanted to teach young kids art until summer was over and then I would have to go to university myself. Once I arrived I walked to the small art centre where apparently loads of kids go for art lessons. I walked in and went to the front desk.
"Hello, I have an interview with the director Mrs Perkins. " The secretary looked up.
"Name?"
"Ally May, I am applying for a summer job to teach kids art." I tried to sound calm but the truth is I wasn't. If I didn't get this job I was going to have to find another job to do like working in the pub. I didn't want to do that because you always get those creepy men who try to cup a feel.
"Yes, okay walk down the hall and turn left. Its the second door on the right." She looked back down at the paper she was working on when I came in. She wasn't too friendly. I slowly turned around and walked in the directions she gave me. I arrived at the door which said ''Mrs Perkins'' On a silver plate. I took a deep breath and then knocked.
"Come in." I heard a women say. I opened the door and looked in. There sitting at the table was a middle aged women with glasses on. She had her hair up in a bun and wore a fancy suit. I suddenly felt underdressed in my skinny jeans and white top.
" Come take a seat" She sounded nice but defiantly didn't look it. I walked over to the table and laid my papers down on it and took a seat in one of the fancy leather chairs. She looked up from her computer and glanced me up and down. I gave her a half smile, feeling slightly intimidated.
"Tell me about yourself dear." She said while she laid her hands on the table and crossed them together. I took a breath. Stay calm Ally.
" Okay I am Ally May, I am twenty one years old and I have lived in England for my entire life. But I recently moved down to London. I am going to university in September to study Art, so I am looking for a summer job and would love to help out with the kids here." She watched me carefully. She reached forward for my papers. She studied them carefully.
"You have helped out at a kids school in Africa?" She looked up through her glasses.
"Yes, for two months." She looked back down at them smiling.
"Well it seems like you have worked with kids and that it was successful, so I see no reason for not hiring you for the Summer."
"Wow, thank you very much. When do I start?" She handed the papers back to me.
"Monday next week?" She questioned me. Wow that soon? I wont really get to have much free time, but I guess I did want this job and now I have it.
"That would be lovely."
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"Millie I'm home!" I shouted as I walked in the door. I placed my keys into the dish by the door and took off my converse. "I got the job!" I yelled with joy as I placed my bag down and walked into the lounge. She wasn't there. I headed into the kitchen, but she wasn't there either. I slide down the hall into her room and then into mine, but I had no luck. She must still be out. So I decided I was going to take a shower. I peeled off my clothes and jumped in the shower.
After my shower I got dressed into a pair of sweats and a white crop top. I strolled into the kitchen and turned the oven on and started unwrapping a packed of oven chips when I heard my phone ring. I ran down the hall and into my bedroom, where I jumped onto my bed to answer my call. But just as I got there it stopped ringing. I looked at the caller ID, and that was when my heart dropped.
"Jacob?" I sat staring at my phone as I felt a tear roll down my cheek. Suddenly I heard a window smash down the hall. I flung my head around to face the door. I heard voices. Male voices. I quickly picked my phone up and ran into the bathroom. I closed the door and locked it and dialled Millie's number. It rang for about 10 seconds and then the voicemail came on. Shit. I then dialled the police.
"Good evening, how could I help you?" The person on the other line spoke. I was a little calmer now that I knew someone was going to help me. But how fast they could, that was the question.
"Hello, somebody has brok-" I heard my bedroom creak door open. I looked back at my phone and saw that the person had hung up, probably thinking this was a hoax. I panicked. I backed my way into the shower as quietly as I could and stayed silent. I could hear them throwing stuff in my room around. It sounded like it was two males because they were obviously quite strong to be picking up my bed.
"Are you sure she is the right girl?" I male said.
"Yes, I saw them at the party together. She must know his location." Another person replied. Were they talking about me?
"Well we won't know where he is until we find her and get her to tell us herself. I doubt there will be anything in here." I then heard the footsteps lead out into the hall and then the front door slammed closed. They had left.
There it goes, the one thing I hate most in my life. I rolled over and turned my alarm off and jumped out of bed. I opened my curtains and sunshine came beaming in. It was going to be a hot day. I decided to take a shower, so I turned the shower on and stripped off. And that was when I saw it. The massive purple love bite formed at the base of my neck. I ran my hand over it and flinched with pain. That asshole for leaving such a mark on me. From what I could tell, that mark was not going anywhere too soon. For all I know it could stay for longer than a week.
I jumped in the shower and just stood there for what felt like forever. I loved the feeling of the water dripping down on my body. The sound of the water reminded me of the times me and my family would go to our lake house in the summer and it used to rain a lot. I remember sitting inside the house drinking hot chocolate and playing chess with my dad while a fire kept us warm. Thinking of it, warmed me up inside. I wish I could go back to the days where nothing was complicated. The days when I was just a kid, and knew nothing of the big bad world.
After my shower I got dressed into a pair of black skinny jeans, a white tee and put a red checkered flannel shirt over it which I left open. I put a pair of white converse on and then ran down the hall and into the kitchen to be greeted by Millie. She was sitting at the table eating coco pops obviously still half drunk.
'Morning sunshine.' I said while smirking at her. She threw back a fake smile, obviously not in the mood for my teasing games.
'You know one thing that I hate most about myself..' Millie said while looking at her coco pops. I turned my head to listen. "Is that I always regret how much I drank the morning after the party. I mean why cant I just stop myself? " She was feeling sorry for herself and that's why she spoke like this. Also it is probably the alcohol talking.
" I don't know babe." I shrugged my shoulders and poured some hot water into my cup. I turned around to find Millie not at the table anymore. "Millie?" I shouted.
"I'm going out babe! See you later!" Then I heard the door slam. Where was she going? She never used to go out. Only at night to go to work or to parties. This wasn't the normal Millie.
I got on the tube to go into London centre to apply for a summer art job. I wanted to teach young kids art until summer was over and then I would have to go to university myself. Once I arrived I walked to the small art centre where apparently loads of kids go for art lessons. I walked in and went to the front desk.
"Hello, I have an interview with the director Mrs Perkins. " The secretary looked up.
"Name?"
"Ally May, I am applying for a summer job to teach kids art." I tried to sound calm but the truth is I wasn't. If I didn't get this job I was going to have to find another job to do like working in the pub. I didn't want to do that because you always get those creepy men who try to cup a feel.
"Yes, okay walk down the hall and turn left. Its the second door on the right." She looked back down at the paper she was working on when I came in. She wasn't too friendly. I slowly turned around and walked in the directions she gave me. I arrived at the door which said ''Mrs Perkins'' On a silver plate. I took a deep breath and then knocked.
"Come in." I heard a women say. I opened the door and looked in. There sitting at the table was a middle aged women with glasses on. She had her hair up in a bun and wore a fancy suit. I suddenly felt underdressed in my skinny jeans and white top.
" Come take a seat" She sounded nice but defiantly didn't look it. I walked over to the table and laid my papers down on it and took a seat in one of the fancy leather chairs. She looked up from her computer and glanced me up and down. I gave her a half smile, feeling slightly intimidated.
"Tell me about yourself dear." She said while she laid her hands on the table and crossed them together. I took a breath. Stay calm Ally.
" Okay I am Ally May, I am twenty one years old and I have lived in England for my entire life. But I recently moved down to London. I am going to university in September to study Art, so I am looking for a summer job and would love to help out with the kids here." She watched me carefully. She reached forward for my papers. She studied them carefully.
"You have helped out at a kids school in Africa?" She looked up through her glasses.
"Yes, for two months." She looked back down at them smiling.
"Well it seems like you have worked with kids and that it was successful, so I see no reason for not hiring you for the Summer."
"Wow, thank you very much. When do I start?" She handed the papers back to me.
"Monday next week?" She questioned me. Wow that soon? I wont really get to have much free time, but I guess I did want this job and now I have it.
"That would be lovely."
---------------------------------------------------
"Millie I'm home!" I shouted as I walked in the door. I placed my keys into the dish by the door and took off my converse. "I got the job!" I yelled with joy as I placed my bag down and walked into the lounge. She wasn't there. I headed into the kitchen, but she wasn't there either. I slide down the hall into her room and then into mine, but I had no luck. She must still be out. So I decided I was going to take a shower. I peeled off my clothes and jumped in the shower.
After my shower I got dressed into a pair of sweats and a white crop top. I strolled into the kitchen and turned the oven on and started unwrapping a packed of oven chips when I heard my phone ring. I ran down the hall and into my bedroom, where I jumped onto my bed to answer my call. But just as I got there it stopped ringing. I looked at the caller ID, and that was when my heart dropped.
"Jacob?" I sat staring at my phone as I felt a tear roll down my cheek. Suddenly I heard a window smash down the hall. I flung my head around to face the door. I heard voices. Male voices. I quickly picked my phone up and ran into the bathroom. I closed the door and locked it and dialled Millie's number. It rang for about 10 seconds and then the voicemail came on. Shit. I then dialled the police.
"Good evening, how could I help you?" The person on the other line spoke. I was a little calmer now that I knew someone was going to help me. But how fast they could, that was the question.
"Hello, somebody has brok-" I heard my bedroom creak door open. I looked back at my phone and saw that the person had hung up, probably thinking this was a hoax. I panicked. I backed my way into the shower as quietly as I could and stayed silent. I could hear them throwing stuff in my room around. It sounded like it was two males because they were obviously quite strong to be picking up my bed.
"Are you sure she is the right girl?" I male said.
"Yes, I saw them at the party together. She must know his location." Another person replied. Were they talking about me?
"Well we won't know where he is until we find her and get her to tell us herself. I doubt there will be anything in here." I then heard the footsteps lead out into the hall and then the front door slammed closed. They had left.
8/11/13