Wrong Number
Chapter 2
"No, no, fuck this, no!" I stood to my feet immediately. How on earth could I have missed it? Something felt odd texting the photos, how on earth did I go to Chad's thread instead of Tom's?
I picked my phone up to see what could have caused the misleading. I slapped my forehead when I realized how. Chad had texted me a message that conveyed a reminder to check my e-mail so I could edit the attachment he had sent.
This was the end. I knew I had to go check my closet to find my apron so I could get it dry cleaned for pizza city. I was about to toss my phone out of my hands when all of a sudden, something fascinating caught my eyes. The message had been delivered but it had not yet been seen by Chad. He must have put his phone away right after texting me and that meant there was still a chance to stop him from viewing a picture with such content, which could and would cost me my job.
It was twenty minutes after midnight but still I brought my phone out to dial Tom. About a billion messages that required confirmation on whether or not I had changed my mind and decision filled my notifications bar. This wasn't the time to regret stuff.
As expected he didn't answer the phone. A panicked me dropped the phone and decided that, pacing around the room would offer me a solution.
Deciding I had no way to get myself out of this with assistance from a third party, I concluded that I would be going to Chad Bush's house and accessing his phone, to get rid of the photo before he woke up.
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I hopped on my old bike, who knew it would ever come in handy in its existence? I had on my pyjamas and I couldn't care less. After securing that my house was locked and that my key was safe in my pyjamas pocket, I got ready to leave.
If anyone had expected anything, it was that I had no car. I barely made enough to keep up with paying my bills and getting a car was definitely not on the list of fun things to do.
Chad's house was quite a distance from mine and if I could pedal fast enough, I would get there in an hour. That meant that by two in the morning, I would be at my boss's house, with barely any hope that he had not seen my stupidity endorsed act.
To tell the world of my devastation would be an under rate of how I truly felt.
this. After all what would be would be but then, I would rather lose my job trying to
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expectations. He lived in some fucking mansion. I gaped at the large source
down from my bike, feeling exhausted and out of breathe. I had never been at Chad's. I only knew where he lived because I had a direction map on my phone installed for just emergencies and if this wasn't emergency
knew I was in hot soup, barely figuratively. I had not thought things through. If there was any fire hot enough to burn my job, this was it. For
security would flood the entire place. Although, from my view, the mansion was dimly lit with night lights and it seemed empty. That gave me another sense of logic. Chad cherished
to manage to get through things without being noticed. I wasn't completely unprepared for any sort of stoppage. I had my business identification card with
my bike
was not a tall not short person and I had no idea what heights were but that was definitely one long gate. I placed my hand akimbo and wondered how I was going to get over and into the building with a giant obstacle.
I placed my feet on the first steps and my hands on the steps I could attain in my fully stretched size
feet on the steps but this time, in the building. My heart was equally trembling along with my limbs. "Don't look down Nikki, don't look down." I pleased with myself but knowing the stubborn bitch that I was, it was almost
I doubted I would survive but I hit the ground with my butt. I didn't know the human body but I was sure that whatever bones were in that region had been flattened further, worsening
the pains in my glutes, letting my mission override
stranger, me. Following their
I dashed out of what I assumed was sight and hid behind the trees that lined what seemed to
pattern that served decorative purposes, and headed for the
men walked towards the gate in scrutiny but I managed to escape
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only reasonable explanation was that Chad kept it open in case the security had to get him out in emergency situations but other than that, no one
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