Page 41 of Make You Mine

My hands are on my face, washing away whatever that was with cold water, when there’s a vibration in the pocket of my pink overall dress.

I ignore it, focusing on what I’m doing. I rub circles of cold water over my cheeks, staring at the mirror.

Another vibration in my pocket.

I shake the water off my hands and take out my phone.

My eyes widen. Two new messages from ‘Unknown.’

Unknown:

Told you there’d be consequences, my rebel.

Unknown:

You should have listened to me.

I clench the phone, my knuckles burning from the pressure.

“Who the fuck are you?” I whisper, immediately scanning my surroundings to make sure no students heard me, but I’m alone. It doesn’t take a minute for my phone to vibrate in my hands again. I don’t need to be a genius to know who Unknown is.

God. He’s got to have microphones in every corner of the school, along with cameras, too.

Maybe he’s hacked the school security system. Or…my phone.

Is he watching and listening to my every move?

Unknown:

You’d like to know that, wouldn’t you?

“Yes. Tell me, and let’s get this over with.”

Unknown:

Where’s the fun in that?

“There’s no fun in any of this,” I say, my voice still low.

I can’t believe I’m talking to myself in front of a mirror in a bathroom.

Unknown:

Aww, you don’t like my game?

“What do you want from me?”

Unknown:

You know very well what I want from you. You’re the one who challenged me. You can’t fault me for doing as I promised, my rebel.

“Stop calling me that.”

Unknown:

What would you like me to call you then? My wife? I know we’re far too early in the relationship, but I can see that happening, so we might as well get ahead of the game. Or would you prefer Mine? I’d be willing to settle for either.

“How about you don’t call me at all and leave me the fuck alone?”