Novel & Cerita Accidentally Yours Pocket Fm Ending

"Have you not been paying attention to what I've been saying?" "No." I say honestly, while pulling up my jeans. Adam sighed "I said that the busses are here so we can leave. Keep in mind of the time when you talk to Abby." "Yes, I know. I won't take long" I say as I slide on my shirt and begin to button it up. "Besides she knows what we have to do today. I doubt she will keep me long." I exchange a few more words with him then hang up the phone, since I'm standing in front of my office door.

Karina started to panic. "Can you tell me the address, please?" asked the taxi driver as he pulled the car over. They were actually really close to Karina's father's house, but Karina didn't want to go there. They stopped near an abandoned vacant lot. The shrubs grow tall here. Too drunk, Karina didn't remember the pin of her electronic wallet that can be used to pay for the taxi. She also couldn't think straight. “Sir… Sorry, sir. I ran out of money…” Karina said as she tried to sit up straight.

I was somehow taught that it will rain but it’s not. I looked at my phone inside my bag and pull it out. I opened it and there were messages from Linus. And I immediately open it. Linus: It’s a statement, not a question and I will not take no for an answer. Linus: I’m waiting here at the park. Park? Did he mean? Okay, I get it. I just replied: OTW. I put back my phone inside my bag and walk straight to the park near the library. That secluded small park. Honestly, no one will dare to go there at night, because it seems creepy. After all, there were so many trees surrounding it.

It was a smile he had never shown me. At that same moment, my communicator received an anonymous message. I opened it. It was a gestation report stamped with the red seal of the Healing Sanctum. The words were clear: "The pup is developing well. Four weeks. Name: Seraphine." My gaze dropped to the date. It had been issued a month ago.

The sharp buzzing of her phone against a wooden stool abruptly shattered the loud music echoing off the walls. Avery swiped the screen with a paint-stained thumb, pressing it to her ear. "Get out of the house, Ave," Garrison’s deep, commanding voice boomed through the speaker, completely skipping a greeting. "You sound like you’ve been trapped in a vacuum. Clean up. We’re going to The Rusty Anchor." "Garrison, I'm right in the middle of—" "I don't care," Garrison interrupted smoothly, his unyielding tone brooking no argument. "You need a drink, and you need to get out of that glass tomb before you asphyxiate on paint fumes. I’ll meet you in the corner booth in twenty."

As my consciousness began to fade, I forced myself to reach out and fumble for the burner phone hidden on me. [That favor you owe me—you can pay it back now.] The moment the message had been sent, both the display on my phone and my mind plunged into darkness. I had no idea how much time had passed before the pungent stench of disinfectant finally jarred me awake. My body felt as though it had been crushed into pieces and then forcefully patched back together. The hollow emptiness in my lower abdomen served as a constant, brutal reminder of everything that had just transpired.

I scroll over the received messages and I see an unknown number and I tap on it before I can help it. Hide for as long as you want, just be ready when I come calling gatita. Sent 12:03 pm 18th January I swallow hard before dropping my phone down. Fuck me!

And the car started containing our laughter of us. My cell phone buzzed in my pocket, and I took it out. Looks like I've received a message from Cole, so he realized my clothes are in his car, 'you suck at flirting Parker, XD' --------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- --------

Didn't want to open it but the notification got annoying and I wanted to snooze it only to tap on the messages from unknown. "What tye fu@k?" ... TBC

I play it off, raking a hand through my hair, chuckling. “Nothing. Just glad you’re having fun.” I lean sideways, stuffing my hand in the pocket of my jeans to fish out my phone. “Can’t forget the soundtrack.” I wink. I can feel Brooke’s eyes on me as I unlock my phone, scroll to my Spotify app. I pull up her playlist, hit shuffle. ‘Learn to Fly’ by the Foo Fighters starts playing as I slide my phone back in my pocket, upside-down so the speaker is sticking out the top.