Ch-6 Traffic light

Prey

Untying the cute ribbon as I opened the lid of the box colour of the face vapourised as it was painted pale. Hands started to tremble and let out a fearful scream. Widen eyes filled with fear and disbelief as I quickly set the box back into the table and sat back on the edge of the bed saving myself from passing out.

All the ten cut fingers sat inside the box crumpled in. If it weren't for the fact of the family ruby ring, I couldn't have guessed who those fingers belonged to. Funky smell coming out the box which I just noticed making me want to throw up, as I rushed the bathroom setting on the floor throwing up on the toilet bowl.

The fact Flynn tried to take advantage of me and the next thing I woke to was his fingers by my bedside table, I was terrified to my core. Was he the same guy who broke into my house the other day or some other guy.

The handwriting was identical, so was the nickname for me. Blue eyes, masked face surfaced into my eyes from that incident four days ago.

"You wasted a lot of my precious time, Angle. I am letting you go for now but soon I will be coming back hunting for you."

Chill spread down my spine as I remember what he said, it had to be him. There's no way it's someone elses doing. First the note then break and now this. I had took enough risk already, flushing the toilet I risned my mouth in the sink and splashed water over my face. Hands still trembling, heart still beating so fast.

Walking back to the room and grabbing the phone, I dialled 911 as quick as possible but as it was about to connect it hung up automatically. Confused I dialled again, and it happened again, leaving me all dumbfounded.

Ting

It was a text from a number I couldn't recognize at all. And it was a private number too. I opened the message to read what it said.

Unknown number : You trying to call cops on me, Angel?

It was him as the phone almost slipped my phone.

Unknown number : That's how you thank your savior? Your Revanger? Good to know darling.

With trembling fingers I typed a reply back hitting send.

Me : I didn't ask you to do this for me. You really expect me to not call cops on you after what you did?

A horrifying thought passed my mind.

Me : Is Flynn alive?

Unknown number : He isn't in a position to bother you again at least. Don't worry about him. Worry about yourself , what would happen if you call the cops.

He was threatening me, if he could enter my house without me noticing even with all those security systems, torture Flynn. He could do anything to me too. I was torn between wanting to call the cops to stay quiet about it. My gaze went to the box still sitting on the bedside table rubbing my forehead.

♧

Acting like I didn't just woke up seeing cut fingers, even though it wasn't a new thing, being a doctor and assistant surgeon I saw a lot of things in my profession but seeing your ex lover's in such a way was a complete different situation. I was traumatized to say the least. But I had to give me best to my patients as I couldn't compromise their lives for my personal stuff.

I preferred to keep stay the cops out for now. I know I was stupid and taking a big risk, maybe calling was gonna put me in risk too. It was a lose-lose situation.

Stepping back to my house, a delicious aroma filled my nose as my foot made it's way to the kitchen. The dining table was filled with different types of food freshly cooked, still warm.

Chicken soup with dumplings, shrimp noodles and a pudding for dessert setting in front of me. A new expensive wine bottle setting on my kitchen counter. He just did all of those after threatening me. I didn't knew if I should blush someone just cooked for me or get scared that person's my stalker. He was a walking traffic light, that was for sure.

Walking upstairs to my room, I found the bedside table empty, the box was missing, and it's place was a new note sitting with a bouquet of red roses.

"For the inconvenience I caused in the morning."

-xoxo🥀