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It's not much, but I thought I might as well write another chapter, even if it's just one person who wants to read it!
so ... I hope you enjoy!:Dx

I could hear the sound of a door slowly creaking open, and the sound of footsteps, attempting to tiptoe across the wooden floor which ran throughout the whole apartment. I guessed it was Carlos. I took a quick glance at the glowing green numbers beside my bed. They read 6:57. He was early. Something mustn't be right, unless he's planning something (which he does most years, yet gives up the night before at the stupidity of the stunt in which he was going to perform for the birthday boy or girl as if he was part of a travelling circus).

As I heard the door creak open, I shut my eyes again, savouring the rest which I would need for the long day ahead. I may not be sleeping, but at least Carlos was quiet when he thought I was! I didn't want him to wake Logan, who lay in a bed parallel to mine on the other side of the room. As I heard the door close quietly, and I could feel the vibrations through the bed as Carlos moved nearer and nearer towards my bed. It's almost as if he was 50 foot high, and looking right down at me. This was unusual, as Carlos is the shortest member of the group of four friends, so Carlos is usually slightly looking up at everyone else. 'Kendalllll' Carlos whispered into my ear. I didn't respond. 'Let's see how long I can play this out for ...' I thought, whilst trying to hide the smirk on my face, proving that I was asleep. 'Kendalll' Carlos whispered, but a bit louder this time. 'Kendall.' Carlos spoke, in his familiar tone. 'Kendall!' Carlos loudly whispered, whilst hitting me on my head. 'Owwww!' I exclaimed, whilst moving my hand up to forehead, 'Why'd you hit me!'. 'Kendall, something's wrong.' he began, with a guilty look smeared across his face. 'What's happened?' I questioned. Carlos looked down and gulped 'I never meant to ... honestly. It was in the living room, and I didn't know what to do, and it kept going off and -' 'Carlos!' I broke in 'Just tell me what's happened ... but from the start'. Carlos perched on the end of my bed, and began telling me the tail ...

'It all started last night ...' Carlos murmured 'It was around 1am, and I was alone playing Call of Duty, and I could hear this buzzing noise. I put the game on pause, and searched around the room and then ... and then ...' 'and then!' I added, trying to get the story out of the Latino boy. 'and then I found your phone ... it was ringing' he sighed 'I answered it ... and it was a man ... he sounded mad ... he was talking about you, and your sister ... and some things about your Mom I don't want to repeat ...' he looked into my eyes, his all glossy as if he was about to cry, but I could feel my heart racing in my chest. I knew who this 'man' was. 'He told me he was coming round today.' Carlos cried, looking directly at me. My eyes widened. 'Why today?'

Possible excuses flew through my head at a rapid pace, all trying to grab my attention. 'Tell him it's an imposter!' 'Tell Carlos it was you as a joke!' 'Tell the boy there's something wrong with your phone and it's happened before!'
I knew none of these would work. He doesn't seem it, but Carlos is actually pretty smart when it comes to how his friends react. The boy stared at me, concerned, waiting for my all important answer. 'Well?' He asked concernedly. I flicked through possible lines I could come back with, I found one. one which was believable too! 'Carlos ... it's a recording on my phone!' I exclaimed, trying to fake a smile and laugh slightly, 'It was a joke I had with some guy ages ago, and he planted creepy things on my phone to go off at random times as a call!' ... now that I had said this a loud, it didn't sound believable. Not one bit. 'Please buy it, please buy it, ppllleeaasseee bbuuyy iiitt' I thought, whilst faking a smile at Carlos. He looked at me motionless for a second, but then after much thought he eventually broke into a contagious smile. 'He bought it'. 'So I didn't do anything wrong by answering it?' he questioned. 'Noooo!' I replied smiling back. 'Are you sure it wasn't real?' Carlos went on, 'because it seemed to real!'. 'Yes Carlos' I laughed ' I'm sure it's not real!'. I tensed up, and my smile drooped a little 'but don't mention it to anyone.' I continued. Carlos smiled back, and nodded his head, then practically skipped across the room and removed the pillow from underneath Logan's head and began to run. Logan's eyes shot open, and stared at the boy practically flying out of the room. 'Give me back my PILLOOOOOOWWWWWWW!' Logan exclaimed, whilst jumping out of bed, chasing the smaller boy.

Left the room, a laughed a little, but reality dawned on me. The man was visiting. Today. I don't know where, or when, but I know he will ruin this birthday for my Mom just like he did 13 years ago ...

I sunk back into my bed, and tried to dream the pain which was about to occur away ...
just for a few minutes at least ...

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