The Strange Caller

RENEE

‘But I know you care… Bring it over to my place. You don't know what you did… did to me. Your body lightweight speaks to me. I don't know what you did, did to me… Your body lightweight speaks to me.’

As Robert drove through the streets, Chris Brown's 'Under The Influence' melodic tone played in the car, and I hummed inaudibly to the tune.

His left hand was on the steering wheel, eyes glued to the road, and his other hand was on my thigh, playing with my dress.

Since we’d left the restaurant, he’d been driving without saying a word to me, and I had no idea where he was taking me.

I wanted to keep quiet as he'd ordered after throwing me in the car, but now I couldn't hold back my curiosity.

“Robert…” I said and waited for him to respond, but he didn't.

I gritted my teeth and called out again, this time louder, “Robert!”

“Yes, Renee?”

I swallowed a huge lump of saliva when he finally responded, his husky voice making the atmosphere tense and suddenly heated.

“Where are you