"You listen to me! I know that you're a vampire!"
"You-what?" My eyes widened, and my expression turned completely serious. I then glanced around the hallway, making sure that I was alone before speaking into my smartphone, "I mean, I have no clue what you're talking about.."
"Oh for the love of god! Don't lie to me!" The voice sounded even more frustrated. "I was there when it happened! Who the hell do you think took you home that night? Huh?"
My eyes widened with surprise once again, and I asked, "Wait, what do you mean?"
"Come on, you didn't really think you somehow went home on your own that day, did you?" The voice on the other end asked, a tinge of annoyance evident in their tone, and I furrowed my eyebrows in response. "Who are you? How did you know where I lived? Are you a stalker?"
"Am I a sta-You carry an ID card in your wallet, motherfucker!" The voice on the other end sounded pretty ticked off, as though my question had hit a nerve. It seemed like they were genuinely insulted by the idea of being called a stalker, getting annoyed for even thinking about it.
"Seriously, you tried to help someone and this is the thanks I get…." The caller now seemed to be pouting, muttering to themselves under their breath. The whole situation was confusing me even more. Who the hell is this person?
"Hey.. you okay?" I asked, and the voice on the other end snorted before responding, "Hmph, do I sound okay?"
"Hey, now don't be like that.." I said as I sweet-talked the caller. "I just- I was just confused, alright? My mistake. Can you please forgive me?"
"Hmph!" The voice snorted once again, but I pressed on. "Hey, come on.. I'll let you do your little creepy menacing voice thingy again. What do you say, hm?"
"..... Really?" The voice asked in a soft whisper after a few seconds of silence, and I nodded my head. "Of course. Now how about you do the creepy voice for me?"
The voice replied in a cheerful tone. "Oh, alright.. here goes nothing!" After which, the voice changed their tone in an instant, from cheerful to ominous. "Hello, Felix!"
"Who the hell is this?" I demanded, my eyebrows knitted in a serious expression. "I want to play a gam- Oh shit, wrong script! I mean, I know you're a vampire, Felix!"
"What do you want from me?" I asked with a furrowed brow, biting my lips as I walked towards the restroom door, turning the knob and pushing it open.
"GYYYAAAA!" The piercing scream of a woman caught me off guard and I instantly exited the restroom. "Oh shit! Sorry about that. Wrong one." I then sprinted to the other restroom and opened the door, locking myself in one of the stalls before repeating my question. "What do you want from me?"
"Oh, it's very simple." The menacing voice retorted. "I just want to work together with you."
"Work together with me?" I furrowed my eyebrows in confusion. "What does that mean?"
"It's mean- What the fuck do you think it means, dumbass?" The voice responded with an irritated tone. "Is English not your first language or something?"
"Okay, jeez, you don't have to be so mean about it.." I replied while rolling my eyes. "I get it, you want to work with me. But my question is… why?"
"Because you and I can help each other." The creepy voice conveyed, and I raised an eyebrow before asking, "Help each other? Why would I need your help, though?"
"Because there's danger heading your way, Felix." The voice's tone grew ominous, sending shivers down my spine. I inquired, "What kind of danger?"
"The kind you cannot escape, unless you work together with me.." The voice cryptically replied, making me narrow my eyes. "What- What does that mean exactly?"
"It means that I'll explain it in detail…" The voice paused, as if weighing their words, before continuing, "...when we meet in person."
"Meet in person?" I muttered under my breath, but before I could seek clarification, the caller abruptly ended the call, leaving me even more puzzled.
I slumped onto the toilet seat in the bathroom stall, replaying the phone conversation in my head.
The caller said that he wanted to work together with me, but what kind of work was he talking about? Could it be something illegal?
If it does turn out to be illegal, then what on earth do I do? The guy clearly knows that I'm a vampire, so he most definitely will attempt to blackmail me if I don't comply with his request.
"You know what you should do?" The imaginary Anthony chimed in, his voice echoing in my thoughts. "You should be sharing all of this with me."
Don't you already know all of this? I mean, you're in my head, for fuck's sake.
"No, not me, motherfucker! I'm a figment of your imagination!" Imaginary Anthony retorted, irritation lacing his voice. "I'm talking about the real me!"
But I mean, it still might not be something illegal.
"Oh my god! Are you serious, kid?" Imaginary Anthony rolled his eyes with exasperation in his tone. "You're seriously not going to clue me in?"
Just until I figure out what this guy's intentions are. That's it.
"I hope you've got your priorities straight, kid," Imaginary Anthony shook his head, his expression conflicted before fading away. I nodded to myself, murmuring, "Yeah... yeah, this is definitely the best move."
Since the creepy voice guy wanted to meet in person, I'll have a clearer picture of his intentions once we meet. But before that...
I took out my phone, inserted the earbuds into my ears, and assumed a serious expression as I whipped out Felix Jr.
Man, does being a vampire just mean being horny all the time?