Chapter 39

There was a strange sound coming from the other side of the phone.

“Hello, who is this?.”

Stiles asked as he waited for a response, the sound sounded like a signal break, he then hung up the call, he went back on searching for a bucket.

Two minutes later his phone rang again, he brought it out and it was still the unknown number, he picked it up.

“Hello, whoever you are stop calling me, this isn't funny.”

He held the phone up till three minutes but no one spoke, just when he decided to hang up the call, he heard a voice.

“Stiles.”

Stiles gazed at his phone and slowly put it back to his ear.

“Hello, who…,who is this?.”

Stiles asked as he started feeling a bit nervous.

“It's me, your father.”

“Dad, but why…”

Stiles peeped at the door to check if there was anyone coming.

“Dad, what happened to me laying low, I thought we were over it.”

Stiles spoke, his voice barely above whispers as spoke to his father on the cell phone.

“Yes I know Stiles, but it has been over months now we spoke and

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