Chapter 9

Crank Call

Everyone had been on edge since the breaking news. Bailey was freaking out at every little noise she heard. Cailey had been on her toes everywhere she went. Hailey was worried, but did her best as not to over exaggerate with the situation. Junior was the only person not acting weird, and that's because he had no clue as to what was going on. Cody worried himself to death at work. Leaving Bailey alone for a few short hours with the children was nerve wrecking. It bugged him so much he could barely focus on his job.

Cailey had been fairly nice to everyone recently, but that was with the help of being high majority of the time. This way she could come home, go get baked, eat, do homework, and go to sleep. She rarely saw any of her family that way and she went to bed earlier. It had only been a little over a week since Hailey had caught her sister smoking and such. She didn't snitch on her though, surprisingly. She felt she would get what she deserved sooner or later eventually. I mean Hailey didn't snitch on her sister for her entertainment; it wasn't like that at all.

Since Cailey had been going to bed before the rest, she would get up before the rest. One morning she was up roaming the kitchen for some breakfast. The phone rang to her surprise. She huffed answering it. Who on earth would call this early in the morning? "Hello?" she yawned lightly. No one answered. She was getting irritated. "Look if you ain't gonna answer and keep on playing around then please just quit calling my house and wasting my time." She spat to the unknown person on the other end. She could hear someone breathing loudly.

"Is this Cailey? My have you gotten mature." He whispered lightly. The man's voice was deep and raspy. Cailey's mouth dropped. Who could this be? How did he know her?

"Umm…may I ask who this is?" she asked hesitantly.

"I know your little secret, the one you're keeping hidden from your family. Little miss drug addict." He laughed. "I'm watching you sweetheart and your brother and sister. Just remember that, keep it stashed in the back of your mind." He took another deep breath. An awkward silence filled the air and Cailey heard a click. He had hung up. Cailey slammed the phone on the hook and sank to the floor.

She held her knees to her chest, leaning against the island. What if that person told her parents about her addiction? They would be crushed and disappointed. She heard her mother creeping down the stairs. She walked around the corner noticing her daughter pushing herself up from the ground. She rubbed her eyes, and then tied her purple silk robe.

"Sweetie, what were you doing on the floor?" she asked. Cailey fumbled her words.

"I just got off…I mean…I…I slipped on a damp spot on the floor, was just about to clean it up." She grabbed the dish rag from the counter wiping the spot nonchalantly. Bailey squinted her eyes; she knew her daughter was lying to her. She flashed a stern look. Cailey shrugged, and then headed for the shower. Why didn't she tell her mother about the phone call? What if this man was trouble, a threat, then what?