You decided to call Max because you were bored and had nothing to do.

He answered. "Hello?"

You froze. 

"Um... anyone there?"

You threw your phone across the room. "NOPE!"

You don't know why but you were terrified of talking to him. 

Texting was okay but when it came to hearing his voice you flipped out.

You retrieved your phone and hung up, like nothing happened.

You scrolled through Remingtons instagram even though he was downstairs and you could talk to him in real life.

You then got a text from an unknown number.

'Where are you?'

You rose a brow. You went to type in 'Who this this?' like a normal person, but you decided to have some fun.

'In Canada bro.'

You smiled as the mysterious number replied.

'Wtf? what are you doing there?'

You thought of a reply.

'To get the hell away from you.'

You eagerly watched as the number replied.

'Look, I'm sorry for sleeping with your sister, but why the hell did you move to Canada?'

You widen your eyes in shock. 

This was getting interesting.

'I'm just here with a friend. I forgave you for that remember babe?'

You cringed at your own words but you wanted to see just how deep this rabbit hole was.

'Oh thank god. I didn't want to spend the rest of my life touching myself when instead it could be you ;)'

You wanted to throw up. But you decided to keep going.

'Ooo kinky~'

You snorted at your choice of words.

'I want you so bad.' 

You rolled your eyes.

'I'm coming home from Canada right now. Fuck my friend I need you so bad.'

You stared at the screen until you burst out laughing. 

This was the dumbest conversation ever.

'I'll get the shower ready.'

I laughed harder.

This dumbass.

Then I heard somebody clear their throat from behind me.

I spun my head around. 

"Hey Remington."

"Who are you texting?"

Your face became red. 

You didn't want Remington to know you were sexting a random guy!

"Nobody..?"

You mentally facepalmed because that sounded like a question.

Remington snached your phone.

"Hey thats mine!" You yelled.

He scrolled through the conversation. 

"The fuck?" He said.

He turned his head to look at you.

You shrugged. 

"Some random dude I wanted to mess with."

You heard Remington mumble something under his breath and he toss you your phone. 

"I'll be right back."

Remington POV~

I'm going to kill whoever that was.

I grabbed the biggest knife in the kitchen and grabbed my laptop.

I researched this number and got the location and name.

Matt.

I got in my car and drove to America.

Time skip~

I snuck in this bitches house through the back.

I held on to my knife tighter.

I heard panting and moaning in the room next to me.

I swung open the door.

The Matt guy was masterbating.

"Who the hell are you?" He asked.

I rolled my eyes and walked closer to him.

"Dude, whats with the knife?" He asked.

I laughed darkly.

I pinned him to the bed with the knife against this throat. 

"S-Somebody please help!" He yelled

I started at him with blood lust.

This was going to be fun~

I lifted the knife, aiming towards the heart.

"Say bye-bye, Matt."

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HAHAH CLIFFHANGER!