It Calls Me And No One Knows Novels & Stories

Even if I can’t return to work, I can still use what I know for our family. I was so engrossed that I lost track of time until I felt my phone vibrate beside me. I picked it up to see who was calling, and I was surprised to find an unregistered number. I ignored it and put the phone back down, continuing to read. But the caller wouldn’t stop, so I finally answered. “Hello.” “You finally answered, babe…” My hair stood on end when I heard his voice. How did he get my number? “Babe, why aren’t you answering? I miss you so much.”

He could hold Aria’s waist and take her on romantic dates and let the entire fucking city talk about them. It didn’t change what I was doing. I opened our messages again. Still nothing. I waited. Then my phone vibrated. I nearly jumped. This time it wasn’t a message. It was a call. Unknown number. I stared at the screen. My stomach tightened. I didn’t answer immediately. The phone kept ringing. I finally picked it up. “Hello?” There was silence. My eyes narrowed. “Who is this?” Nothing. Then the call ended. I stared at the screen.

No voicemail, no callback number, no explanation. I set the phone down on the table and wrapped my hands around my teacup. The tea had gone cold, but I didn't notice. I was too busy trying to slow my heart rate. The call could have been a wrong number. It could have been a prank. It could have been anyone. But I knew it wasn't. I picked up the phone again and dialed Ethan. He answered on the second ring. "Liv?" "I got a call. Unknown number. No one spoke, just breathing." I paused, forcing myself to breathe. "I think it was Marcus."

I asked myself, knowing that it wasn't just her, she must have been triggered to have a drink, and it turns out the drink got her spooked. As soon as I tucked her in the sheets, my phone started beeping. I wondered who the caller was, so I pulled out my phone. “Who's this?” I asked, as I heard the man laughing on the other end. “Come on don't you recognize the voice anymore?” He asked, humming a song over the phone. “I don't know who you are, there's no caller ID, which means this is the first time you're calling. If you'd be kind to identify yourself.” I thought it was my Dad trying to pull a stunt on me to see if I was back in Italy.

I took out my phone and stared at the screen expecting Bryan's call having prepared myself for the inevitable, I stared at the screen for a while and swallowed hard when nothing happened. "Should I call him instead?" I was thinking when suddenly the phone started ringing, it was private caller and I could swear my heartbeat increased knowing it must be Bryan. I took in a deep breath and answered the call. 📲......... " We were both quiet just breathing inside the phone, I didn't know what to say or do, I just didn't know if I should start or not until I heard Bryan speak but he didn't say anything meaningful but it made me start.

His tone was calm, but there was an edge to it I glanced at his laptop, already set up. He can track the number… maybe we’ll know who it is. I hit dial again. But instead of connecting, the screen blinked: Unknown Caller. No number. No info. My heart sank. “What is it?” Blake asked. I pointed at my screen, voice trembling. “Unknown caller… no number.” He leaned closer, eyes narrowing. “They’re hiding it… someone’s doing this on purpose. Answer it. Don’t wait.”

“Did I do something wrong?” I didn’t answer. I just left Later that night, she’d fallen asleep again, her breathing steady. I sat by the desk, buried in work, until my phone buzzed. “ Five missed calls?” It was Juan, He was probably calling about the fire investigation. Then my phone rang and for a second my heart dropped. It was the unknown number that called me the other day. I picked it up this time. “Hello,” I answered. Silence. “Who is this?” My tone sharpened.

About how the monitoring worked. She could give them everything they needed. Mia reached for the door handle. Then her phone rang. The sound was jarring in the quiet car. Mia jumped slightly. She pulled out her phone and looked at the screen. Unknown number. Her heart started racing. No one had this number. Only Jake. Only Kevin. That was it. Two people in the entire world knew how to reach her. So who was calling? The phone kept ringing. Mia stared at it. Unknown number. Ring. Ring. Ring. Her finger hovered over the answer button.​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​

" I received a call that something was happening at my house and your number was not going through, that was why I had to come back home, only for me to meet this horrible incident" "This is very disheartening. Who called you? Do you know the number? You know I do call you whenever there is an issue at home." "The only thing that baffles me is that there was no one inside the car"

I reached for it and glanced at the screen, surprised to see an unknown number flashing. Typically, if an unknown phone number would be calling me, I would ignore it, but this time, I couldn't shake a strange feeling in my gut that told me this was important. It was urging me to answer. I quickly stepped aside, allowing the crowd to continue their chants as I answered my phone. "Hello?" I asked, my curiosity peaking. "Hello there, is this Shana speaking?" a woman's voice said on the other end of the call. "Yes, this is she." I put my other hand over my ear to hear the woman better. It was so impossibly loud in the stadium that I could hardly hear her. "Is there something that I can help you