30 Missed Calls Novels & Stories

“Yes?” With a flick of his wrist, my phone comes into view. His fingers clutch down on it, leaving fingerprints on the screen. With manic relief I harshly rip it out of his hand and instantly turn it on. Dread and fear turn my annoyed attitude into something more, much more. “Thirty-six missed calls…fifty text messages. I didn’t think it was possible to make things worse, but congratulations, you’ve done it.” Under my breath I mutter. “That’s definitely something to be proud of.” “I strive to excel at everything.”

Aarohi's POV: 6 missed calls from Apeksha, 7 from Riya, 3 from Rahul, 2 from Kiran, 2 from mom and 1 was from an unknown number. 21 missed calls! My heart was instantly hammering against my chest. I was scared but more than that I was blank! I didn't knew what was I going to do next.

It’s been a long time since he had a long warm bath in peace! His tyrant boss had been torturing him from day to the night! He really wanted some time alone but who would have thought that there would be a storm coming at his door for him! He came out after two hours and checked his cell phone! "Damn! Two hundred and thirty nine missed calls!" His eyeballs popped out after seeing the numbers of missed calls he had! "Who the hell is so free to call me two hundred and thirty nine times!" He was just looking at the number when the doorbell of his house rang!

She felt utterly lost, drained of all energy, and overwhelmed by the emotions coursing through her. Without uttering a word, he ascended the stairs and retrieved his phone, which lay on the side table. Unlocking it, he was taken aback by the sight of approximately 30 missed calls. The majority was from Aurora, who had tried to reach him around 20 times, and the remaining calls were from his mother, Amanda.

“Your clothes are in the dryer. I’ll grab them. You’ve got enough on your plate without worrying about how I handle my business.” He turned to leave, but stopped at the door, gesturing toward the nightstand where my phone sat. “And check that. It’s been vibrating off the hook for hours. It’s giving me a headache just looking at it.” As the door clicked shut behind him, I lunged for my phone. The screen lit up, and my stomach dropped through the floor. 20 missed calls from Xalia. 30 missed calls for Zion. My fingers trembled as I swiped through the notification, the bright light feeling like a physical blow to my pounding head. I skipped through the missed call

he asked. Claire tapped her tablet. "On a scale of one to ten? It’s a twelve." She swiped a finger across the screen and held it up. Two numbers were displayed in bold red font. LIAM MISSED CALLS: 347 AURORA MISSED CALLS: 289 "That’s just the last forty-eight hours," Claire said. "Since the leak about your return time hit the wires." Aurora stared at the numbers. Each one was a demand. A question. An accusation.

Liam sat next to me while Tyler sat next to Liam. "Val, why didn't you answered my call?" Liam said and I turned to him scrunching my eyebrow. "I didn't receive anything from my phone." "I called you 25 times yesterday. You told me you will text me once you arrived home" my eyes widen in realization. "Oh my god! I am so sorry. I forgot," taking my phone out from my bag, I check the notification. 25 missed calls and 30 text message from Liam. How come I didn't hear anything? I open setting only to find that I mute my phone. Now I feel bad.

Before she could bring the phone out of her purse, the call had already ended. She pressed the power button and opened the phone to identify who the caller was. Sheena gasped involuntarily as she saw the notification of a hundred and ten (110) missed calls on her phone screen. Forty of them were from Elena with half of them being from last night, probably after she left with Jake without informing her. Fifty were from her father while the rest were from two of her friends and four other numbers she didn't have stored on her phone. Sheena wondered why they had called so many times. Didn't they know she was no longer a kid? She was way past 18 and would be turning 20 barely three months from n

Roman turned on his phone, and out of curiosity, I peeked at the screen. “Holy shit.” I could have no other reaction upon seeing the 100 missed phone calls. Automatically, I checked mine as well and it wasn’t looking to pretty. 45 missed calls. From Kennedy, Ashley, Dalton…

I picked it up. Double tap on the screen and… Damn. 14 missed calls from the guard department. 5 missed calls from my dad. Immediately, it clicked. There must be problems. I had to get Riven.