I checked the caller ID. It was a long distance call. I wonder who it must be? Curiously, I picked it up.
"Hello?" I asked.
"Hel-lo," a stuttered voice says.
"Who is this?"
"I-It's Am-Ameel," he stuttered again. I was shocked that he called after all these years. I thought he was with his fiance Leila.
"How did you get my number?" I questioned concerned.
"It doesn't matter, but I need to tell you something. Something is wrong, I tried calling Aleesha, Mia, and your dad but no one is picking up. I think something happened to them," he hesitated. My ears perked up.
"What are you sure? Where are you now?" I asked frantically almost like I was about to panic.
"I'm near your house in Toronto. I am pulling up the driveway," he responded. The fuck?! I figured.
"OK, Ameel, there is a key under the 'Welcome' mat," I started to speak.
"Ok." I heard him park the car and get out of it, too. Sweat trembled all over the palm of my hands, feet, and forehead. A click from beyond the phone and a door creaked.
"I don't see anyone, it's dark------ who the fuck are you?" Ameel says.
"What?! Who is there?"
I panicked some more. Something was wrong, I could feel it. I could feel it right now. Suddenly, a voice from the line overseas.
"AH! Ameel, I have been waiting for you! Are you speaking to Bianca? " the voice interrogated him. I heard Ameel gulp a little but there was an eerie silence which hung around through the line.
"N-nooooo, I'm talking with my wife, Leila," he lied. Good thinking Ameel. I had a stone in my stomach. My gut told me that it was him. He's back for revenge. I ran away now he's exterminating my flesh.
I heard the person chuckle in a dark yet melodious voice.
"I smell fibber in this room and it ain't me," he spoke again. My heart raced as if my heart was running for a marathon. Again, I heard Ameel gulp, but this time his gulp wasn't like the last, it was a gulp of terror. I wanted to shout on the phone saying 'run,' but I became mute from the suspense and trauma.
"Where is Aleesha, Mia and Monir," Ameel questioned feriously.
"Well, I'll tell you if you do me a little favour," the voice said.
"What do you want?"
"Tell me where Bianca is," he demanded.
I nearly yelped but quickly covered my mouth preventing them to hear it. Tears flowed from my eyes and onto my cheeks.
"No," Ameel responded.
"What? What is this I hear. You denied my favour?! Then I deny yours and now, you must face the consequences," the voice angirly explained.
More sweat accmulated on my palms, feet, and forehead. I felt faint lurched onto me. Soon a long dial tone on the other end of the phone. I panicked for reals this time.
"Ameel," I cracked. A simple dial tone buzzed in my ear.
"Ameel," I repeated myself. Nothing.
This time I screamed.
"AMEEL!!!"
I hung up as fast as I could. I held my tears that were about to flow over me. I bit my tongue hard as possible making me not think about what was happening on the other end of the world which was only 5 fricking hours away from here.
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Rollercoaster (Sequel to "So We Meet Again?" Zayn Malik Fan Fic)
Fanfiction[ COMPLETED BOOK!] (The next part to So We Meet Again?) Bianca leaves Bradford after meeting up with Zayn and her god daughter, Ayesha. Back at home, she is abused by her fiance and an unexpected occurrence happens which drives her to escape from h...
