Got My Number Novels & Stories

It was Carolina's number so why wasn't her phone ringing? “What did you do?” I growled. She gave me a look. “Let me voice out my number to you. You might check the number you just called.” I have already done that. It was her number. “Four six two nine… .” Carolina started and my eyes averted on my phone screen to match the number she spoke. The moment she said the number six, my eyes zeroed at the last two digits. Carolina's number ended with five nine, while this number ended with six nine. It couldn't be. Have I calculated wrong? But when I called this number, I heard her voice. My mind was buzzing with confusion.

There was no point beating around the bush,I wanted her to know I was serious about the questions I was asking. “There is no forwarding address but there is a number here”The Nun answered finally. It looked as though she didn’t want to tell me but she changed her mind. “Thank you”I said politely could you please forward it to me”I ended with the most calm tone I had. My phone beeped immediately ,I looked at what popped in and I saw that it was a number,she was really giving me the number without me having to beg for it. I thanked her and ended the call.

He said: I don't know yet. I said: guess. He looked at me. He said: the text came from the same number to both of us. Which means whoever this is has both our personal numbers. That's not easy to get. My number is not public. Yours is semi-public through the blog but my number takes access. I said: someone inside your world. He said: or someone who paid someone inside my world. I said: Vivienne.

Tiana put in and I sighed again. I understood where they were coming from and maybe it was better that way but it didn't change the way I felt about everything. "It will be fine...come on cheer up Mrs Jordan Chase" Tiffany teased and my cheeks turned pink. I was reminded of the call I had with him that afternoon. "This must be love...." Tiffany started singing and I immediately covered my face out of embarrassment. Just then my phone rang and it was an unknown number. "Hello..." I said and waited to hear from who was calling. But no one said anything.

Hi, intruder. A shiver runs down my spine. Yesterday, when I left, I realised I hadn't given him my number, and it stung. Seeing him again would have taken extra effort, too much risk. And I'd already used up my yearly quota of recklessness. I hadn't been thinking with my brain. So how did he get my number? I type back. How did you get my number, mystery man? Then I wait. Let's just say mystery man has his ways.

That has to count for something. I'm still turning it over when a phone buzzes on the nightstand. I reach for it before I register that the sound is wrong. It's my backup, I keep charged out of pure habit. I stare at it. Who has this number? Nobody. It's my old number, the one I got back six years ago when I first crawled into the human world. I kept it in case Maya ever wanted to reach me. In case anyone did. No one ever called. Or they called before it was mine again, and stopped once it was.

Because apparently three years of humiliation still hadn’t been enough for him. Buzz. The sound startled me as I wiped my face and looked at my phone. Unknown Number: 🐱 My brows furrowed. What? It couldn’t... Me: Who is this? The response bubble appeared. Disappeared. Appeared again. Unknown: Don’t tell me my little kitten has forgotten me already. My feelings won’t be able to take that. My mouth fell open. My Angel. Me: How did you get my number?! Unknown: I told you...I’d find you.

“Are you there yet?” I was staring at the club's bright letters sign from across the street and I watched people go in. But I didn't answer him. I was interested in another piece of information. “How did you get my number?” He laughed out loud. “Is that what you're worried about?" “Yes, I don't give my number to just anyone so how did you get it?” He sighed heavily. “I have my ways, Miss Everly. Let's just say that. Good luck tonight." He ended the call before I could even say anything.

I said again one last time before I turned to my heels and headed for the door. But as I was about to push the door open, I suddenly remembered something. Stopping my tracks, I turned my head back to her slightly and said, "Hey Jenny, I never asked you, but how did you get my number?" "I got it from Judah's phone. He left it lying around the house a few weeks ago and I was just curious, I went through it. Your name was number one on his speed dial, so I thought you two must be close," Jenny replied and I felt my heart sunk to my feet.

Holding the phone in my hand it Began to vibrate again but this time with an unknown number. After a while of contemplating whether or not I should pick the call the vibrating ends and a new load of text message comes pouring in form the unknown number. +1 984-369-7779: hey its me Hugo +1 984-369-7779: Hazel gave me your number so I could check on you. +1 984-369-7779: I soo desperately wanted to go after you, to be with you and comfort you but Hazel wouldn't let me.