I read the text again.
The words remain.
Was this some sick joke?
I ignore it. Lock my phone screen.
My homepage lights up again.
“I have to see you.”
I laugh to myself. This was becoming a joke.
What am I supposed to say?
I put my phone on silent. And hide it under my pillow.
I close my eyes.
Please let me fall asleep.
My mind wanders.
I have to know what he wants.
I check my phone. There’s an array of messages.
“I know you’re ignoring me.”
“I was upset.”
“Just see me for ten minutes.”
I reply. I want to see him too.
“Leave me alone.”
That’s how my mind works.
“Ten minutes is all I need.”
This was gonna work two ways.
1 – he’s playing a game.
2 – he won’t turn up.
Well.. I guess it’s worth a try?
“Ok – ten minutes.”
I laugh to myself. I know in my heart he won’t turn up.
But that’s okay. I was going to sleep anyway.
But five minutes later, my phone vibrates.
“I’m outside your back garden.”
My heart stops.
He can’t be.
I run to the window and look. But the street lights are off.. it’s hard to see.
I ignore the text.
He has to be lying.
“Are you coming?”
“You’re lying. And I’m going to sleep.”
My hearts racing.
I know he would never come to my door.
But why would he lie?
It doesn’t make any sense.
And suddenly.. I hear footsteps coming up the front path.
My security light switches on.
I don’t want to look out the window.
I refuse to.
I hear a rustle and my phone vibrates again.
The footsteps become quieter. As if.. they’re walking away.
“I’ve left you something outside. Take care.”
Anxiety overtakes me.
He was outside my door.
He came to my house to see me.
And I didn’t even acknowledge him.
I check my window. The street lights are still off.
It’s still dark.
I leave my room and creep down the stairs quietly. Cautious not to wake anyone up.
How would I explain this?
I open my front door. The cold air hits me. I begin to shiver. The darkness is terrifying.
But sure enough.
There on the ledge of the window.
Was a small plastic bag.
I reach inside..
And pull out a small cupcake laced with pink icingand the words “I’m sorry” iced in white.
Close the door.
And run up to my room with a warmth in my heart.
What was he doing to me?