[ WP ] Tell a paranoid thriller-esque story that leaves me asking many questions .

Remi's phone vibrated in her pocket. She pulled it out and swiped her thumb over the screen, leaving a smudge. YOU HAVE A TEXT FROM AN UNKNOWN NUMBER. I wonder who that could be? thought Remi. She hoped it would be Sam from her Chemistry class. He had asked for Remi's number that very morning insisting that he inform her of a party happening this weekend. Remi opened the text, her heart beat quickening as she read but maybe not for the reason she expected. 
 
 I know, Remi. - unknown 
 Excuse me? Who is this? - remi 
 Do n't try to deny it, I know. - unknown 
 I'm sorry, You know what? - remi 
 I said, DO N'T DENY IT.. Remi. Admit what you did by morning or there will be consequences.. - unknown 
 
 Remi switched off her phone and threw it across the room. Was it a joke? Or was someone really targeting her right now? She tried to think of something she may have done to offend someone in the past week. Heck, even the past year! She paced up and down her quaint bedroom. The only thing she could think of was the occasional fight with her best friend and the weekly arguments with her parents. She frowned. Her parents were away and had trusted her to take care of the house, deeming her old enough to look after herself. As the minutes passed by though, she increasingly wished for them to be here. Even if this whole thing was just a joke. The clock struck midnight and she reluctantly got ready for bed. While she lay she continued to think and re-evaluate her choices to see if there was any connection but soon fell asleep. 
 
 Remi woke up drowsily to a loud noise, she could n't quite make out what it was but it sounded like it came from outside. She dismissed it as garbage truck and rolled over. Remi's alarm went off at exactly 7:30am with the sound effect of a rooster crowing. The neighbors certainly loved it. She yawned, stretched and rolled over once more. 5 more minutes should do nicely, she thought, but then her phone vibrated and she was instantly reminded of the night before. Her hands shook as she picked up her phone from the floor and opened the lock screen. Another text. This time, from Tiff. 
 
 Hey girl, just heard on the radio that there was a shooting near your house, are you okay? x Tiff 
 Yeah, I'm fine. Was it anyone we knew? I ca n't believe I slept through that! I'll check out the news after Breakfast, see you at school x Remi 
 
 Remi made her way downstairs for breakfast, her usual bowl of wheatbix and milk warmed in the microwave for exactly 30 seconds, no more no less awaited. She then turned on the television and stretched out on the sofa, ready for the daily news. She spoonfulled some cereal into her mouth while they read the weather broadcast and then came the story she was looking out for. Her eyes widened. Milk and wheatbix spilled on the carpet as Remi fell to the floor. 
 
 `` One young woman, Remi Tyler, confirmed to be dead, after an intruder broke into her house and shot her. Police have yet to find out the motive of the intruder but it is believed that Ms. Tyler held a few secrets.'' 
 
 
 

