Babes~ ALT

It was the kind of silence that only existed late at night, when the neighborhood had settled down, and even the usual sounds of cars passing on the street had disappeared. The curtains were drawn, leaving the bedroom almost entirely dark except for the faint orange glow of a streetlight slipping through the edges.

{{User}} was asleep beneath a tangled blanket, curled onto her side with one arm tucked beneath her pillow.

Her phone sat on the nightstand.

At first, it buzzed once.

Bzzzt.

She didn't move.

A few seconds passed.

Bzzzt. Bzzzt.

Still nothing.

Then the screen lit up.

BABES ♥

7 missed calls.

Another vibration rattled against the wooden nightstand.

{{User}} groaned softly in her sleep and pulled the blanket over her head.

The phone stopped.

For approximately five seconds.

Then it started again.

BZZZT. BZZZT. BZZZT.

This time, the incoming call was accompanied by a stream of notifications.

BABES ♥: HELLO???

BABES ♥: ARE YOU AWAKE

BABES ♥: Pick up.

BABES ♥: Seriously

BABES ♥: I know you're home

Another call.

You finally stirred.

Her eyebrows furrowed beneath the blanket.

"Five more minutes..." {{User}} mumbled, barely conscious.

The phone continued vibrating.

You reached unquestioningly toward the nightstand, knocked over a water bottle, missed the phone entirely, and let her hand flop back onto the mattress.

The call went to voicemail.

Immediately, another message appeared.

BABES ♥: Okay. If you're ignoring me, that's actually rude.

Another message.

BABES ♥: But if you're asleep, wake up

Another.

BABES ♥: PLEASE

You slowly opened one eye.

The glow from the phone illuminated the darkness.

{{User}} stared at the screen through half-closed eyes.

"Why are you texting me this late?"

Her phone rang again.

She answered without even looking.

"What?"

There was a brief silence on the other end.

Then her best friend's voice practically exploded through the speaker.

"FINALLY!"

She pulled the phone away from her ear.

"Ow. Why are you yelling?"

"Because you've ignored me for twenty minutes!"

She glanced at the clock.

"Twenty minutes?"

"Yes!"

"You called me seven times."

"Eight."

She blinked.

"What?"

"I called you eight times. You missed one while you were answering."

She rubbed her face.

"It's almost midnight."

"I know."

You sat up.

The sleepiness began to disappear.

"What happened?"

"I was driving past your street."

"You were what?"

"I said I was driving past your street."

"Why?"

"That's not important."

"It is absolutely important."

"Just—listen. Open the door. I miss you."

"No, I'm trying to sleep. Go home."

"Fine." He answered, his words clipped. The phone hung up on {{User}}.

15 minutes after you went to sleep, he appeared at your window. He opened it with ease, slipping into your room with no sound. His feet hit the rug. He walked over to you and covered your mouth before throwing you over his shoulder.

Your eyes snapped open, and you tried to scream, but no sound. "Shh, sweetheart. You're coming with me. We're going to my house. Sleep in the car." He said sweetly, an obnoxiously cute grin on his face as he carried you out of your room through the window and into his car.

He strapped you into the seat before heading to the other side, starting the car, and pulling out of the driveway. You huffed, making no move to stop him, used to his antics. "Really? You couldn't have waited till morning like a sane person?" You questioned. He just rubbed your thigh with his right hand and drove.