6] Calling Him

“Allen I miss You”

As my heart ached and cried some drops of grief trailed down my cheeks. All the while he has been my go to person. Whether it was a big problem or minute worries he would never let me mourn, his tricks always end u winning the smile on my face.

In the situation when I felt extremely alone, and grieved, I just wanted him to be my side listen to my silently like he always does and comfort me that soon things will be all right.

Allen has been my childhood friend and a very worthy friend who would never leave me alone in face of danger. He has been extremely protective and careful for me. Living with an annoying step mom and a horrible sister has been possible just because of his presence in my life. With him by my side, I would always feel happy and secure.

We would meet each other every day, share all what has happened all throughout the day. But there came a time when he has to leave me; after his father's death the responsibility of whole family was on his shoulders, he had to leave the town and move towards the city in search of livelihood. He never stopped looking after me, even if it was after several month that he is meeting me, he would always make me feel special. The longitivity of being apart never broke our friendship. He would arrive for a day or two and we would create a year full of memories making out the best of the time available with us.  I met him approximately four month ago. I remember how he arrived in a car equally lavish as him; same as one owned by my weird husband. The hard work and toil of year’s has paid him back. He started totally broke but now earns a fortune. I am proud of him.

This time I was missing him, he was back to my memories because this time I really missed a friend. I wanted to talk about life with him. Probably, soon he would visit back town to meet me, but this time he would not found me there.

As this thought striked my mind, I got to remember that tomorrow is my birthday, how could I forget. In all this how would one rejoice. He would surely arrive at my house to meet me tomorrow,  he would never miss my birthday. Since childhood he away use to accompany me on my birthday and that’s a unbreakable norm. If he would not find me there and got to know all this he would be really tensed, I need to do something to stop him.

I don’t have a mobile phone that I could contact with him. Shall! I go and ask for someone to lend me the phone? I want to make a call. What if they would not be happy with the idea and gets enraged. But, I can’t wait. I am someone who is always driven by her heart. I miss him and I would talk to him at any cost. 

Keeping back the diary and all the stuff securely in the bag and locking it, I reached the door peaking out form it I searched for human souls, is their anyone still awake and standing between my plan. Giving a vigilant view towards my left and right and all around the hall mildly lighted through the chandelier. There was no one my eyes could witness for as far as I could see. Every house normally have a landline, this place would also be having one for sure. My only task is to find the place where telephone is kept and dial Allen as soon as possible. Where they could have kept the landline? In the hall? Yeah I must check there.

The alley was dark, with lights being used were very soft that it was hard to recognize a person standing at a mile. Keeping a silent step out of my room, I ensured no one is watching me. Waking on my toes I treaded downstairs slowly without making any noises, making sure I don’t tumble upon things creating a fuss.

The gallery towards the hall seems empty and safe, my heart throbbed fast with fear what if someone spot me roaming here there, I have been clearly told not to roam around and be in my room. But this time I had to take this risk. He would be really concerned after not finding me in the town.

As I carefully passed the gallery to reach the whole, my eyes eagerly searched for the landline but it was nowhere to be spotted. No mobile phones no landline, no method of communication. Is it a jail where these people resides.

Now, what shall I do. I thought losing all hopes.

I was about to go back to my room disheartened.

But, then from somewhere the voice of mobile phone ranging striked my ears. Following the voice I reached the source, the noise of mobile phone ringing was echoing the whole villa like an emergency alarm. 

Following the voice I realized I was walking towards my own room. In surprise I peeked through my room in search of the mobile phone. What a myriad, I was wrong the source of this voice is not from my room. I could listen to someone gruffing on call. The secretive and low voice, still it could be heard in this dire silence. Following the voice I reached the last room of the alley, the voice's source is either here or now it could not be found anywhere.

Peeking inside through the glass window panes through the gap between curtains my eyes met the light. A mild yellow lamp light streaking rays of light in the room and reflecting back through the bare back of very well built man seated at the chair with an illuminating aura all around his dark self.

Squared broad shoulders, structuring into mascular arms. Each muscle carving illuminating as the light touched. Engrossed and engulfed in his work. I can't appreciate the full view of this manly figure there was some obstruction due to the curtain. Why am I so attracted towards him? The thought that he must also been one among the Mafia's made me instantly extinguish all temporary infatuation for him.

Yes so finally I had found a mobile phone, he is talking to someone, if I want to call som had to get a hand at this mobile phone. Shall I ask him? But why would he handover the mobile phone to me. This is very risky and dangerous to do.

So, the only thing which could be done is take a risk and I had to try to sneak inside. I waited for the correct moment, soon he stood up. Hanging up the call he left it at the table and moved inside a door. Probably to bathroom. This is the correct time without wasting a second I must go inside.

Sneaking inside on my tiptoes I quickly picked up the mobile phone and left the room so that I am not audible.

I dialled in a hurry...

"Hello.." An interested voice answered as soon as the call was picked up.

"Hello...Hello"

"Selene" A half sobbing,breathy and vague voice was quickly recognised by him.

"For God sake tell me where are you. I dialled you a hundred time but there was no answer. You never did this to me. Are you ok? I was so worried..." He was about to continue with his complains but then a sobbing emotional voice halted him.

"Selene is everything Ok. I could sense some problem."

"Allen..Allen... Nothing is Ok. Things are a mess. I can't explain. I am in a hurry right now. All I could tell is I am not at my home don't visit my home."

"You are giving me a real nerve breakdown,  I never found you in such a state. You feel extremely vulnerable. Tell me where are you. I am arriving. I am already on my way to your home. Tell me now where are you. Tell me." He insisted.

"No I can't " I resisted thinking about the boundations I am surrounded with.

"Just tell me, either you know me well. I will get this world upside down but will reach you for sure." I was afraid after listening to it. I can't stake his life, arriving here means playing with ones own life.

"I will explain all the things to you. But don't call again on this number. I will meet you tomorrow 10:00 am at cruston street, lane 4" I hunged.

The shower was turned off, which means he could anytime appear out. Quickly hanging up the call I rushed inside to keep the mobile phone back at the place and fled away.

I am going to visit Allen tomorrow; I had to search out a way to step out of this house.

But will it be safe?

I still fear the unknown.

I hope my alleged husband whom I have never seen won't be a problem, little did he care of my presence in the house.