Found (Chapter Five)
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I run my fingers through my long brown hair as I stand in the middle of my motel room, my eyes wandering slowly over my surroundings, as my brain tries to register whether this room was worth the price or not. Across from me, in the middle of the room, pressed against the eggshell colored walls sits what looks to be a king-sized bed with four overstuffed pillows under a once brightly colored green and red comforter. Next to the bed on each side is a miniature cherry red nightstand with one drawer and a full empty space under the drawer. Each of the nightstands holds a standard lamp, each lighting the room with a faint yellow glow. I scrunch up my nose and I shake kocaeli escort my head in disapproval as I slowly sit down on the edge of the bed, feeling the mattress dip and squeak in protest under my weight. I cross my legs as I look across to see a cherry red dresser, the same design as each of the nightstands next to the bed. The dresser has four rows of drawers lined up on top of each other, the very top row has two mini dressers as if they were specifically to hold undergarments and socks. On top of the dresser sits a simple modern television and a grey DVD and video player. “Well…” I breathe out, as I stand back up to inspect the rest of kocaeli escort bayan the room, but my soft ring-tone from my purse, seated on the off colored blue carpet next to the slightly agar door distracts me from my intended actions. I feel my skin instantly break out in goose bumps as I walk over to my purse to retrieve my cell phone from the side pocket. I frown as I see my phone screen light up with bold words as Unknown Number flashes across my screen. My thumb hesitantly hovers over the green phone icon on the bottom left-hand corner, debating if I should accept the call or not. My hand shakes with anticipation as I hold my phone izmit escort to my ear before whispering a soft, “Hello?” “Hi, Gracie.” His cold voice greets me as a unwelcome shiver spreads throughout my body and I listen to his harsh breathing on the other end of the call. “Chandler…” “I told you I would be in close contact with you, precious. I actually wasn’t going to contact you for another week or two to let you settle back into your normal routine. I didn’t want any of the boys on the bus thinking anything could be bothering you, but I saw something that alarmed me this morning between you and someone else.” “What are you talking about? What do you mean you saw something alarming this morning? I have been on the bus all day and I haven’t seen you since our last talk,” I say, puzzled as I press my hand to the door to shut it completely in worry that one of the boys could walk in on me talking with Chandler.
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