He Ignored My Call Novels & Stories

I unlocked my phone to answer the call. As I glared at the caller's ID, I was surprised that it was not him. Instead, it was an unknown number. "Who is calling? Your new crush?" Amanda teased, chuckling. "You are not serious," I said, trying to figure out the number. A few seconds later, I could not tell who it was, and I ignored the call, concluding that the caller must have dialled the wrong number. Two seconds later, I ignored the call, and the number called again.

Unknown numbers didn’t call three times unless something was wrong. I hesitated, fingers hovering over the screen, and just when I was about to answer, Ava called back. “Girl, why are you ignoring me?” she teased, but I could hear the concern in her voice when she caught my silence. “Some random number keeps calling me,” I muttered. “You want me to stay on while you answer?” I hesitated, then shook my head. “No, it’s fine. I’ll call you back.” “Okay, but text me after, or I’m showing up at your door.”

Nothing fancy, just fuel, for the body. As I was about to take the first bite, my phone buzzed. It was James, I was surprised to see his name on my screen, our last conversation did not end so well why was he calling? I let it ring, I didn’t want to hear his voice. At least not now. I silenced the phone but, he kept calling. He dialed my number four times before giving up. He did not stop there though, he sent a message. His persistence annoyed me, so I ignored it.

I remained silent as I watched her speak. " You sent me flowers yesterday..... and I called to appreciate how sweet the gesture was only for you to ghost me? Seriously Aiden who does that?" She vented out loud I wanted to ignore her as I didn't think that I owed her any form of explanation on how I live my life. If I choose to ignore a call, I made the decision....I really do not have to answer to anyone. I knew this response was going to piss her off and I was too hungover and exhausted to deal with a nagging woman , so instead I said. " I was busy......and my phone died early this morning that's why your calls were going to voicemail"

I said, but I got no response from him. I watched him as he worked and although I didn’t want to admit it, he looked so handsome. I forced myself to look away because I didn’t want to admire him. I stood there for a very long time but he didn’t even look up or make an attempt to acknowledge me. Did he not see me or was he purposely ignoring me? I coughed loudly but he still didn’t answer or look up, he just kept working on his computer. “Alpha Graham?” I called him but he didn’t respond.

He didn’t even acknowledge Tessa or Eli, just leaned down, kissed the top of my head, and said, “I’ve missed you.” I stilled. What the heck was wrong with him? “I’ve been trying to call.” “My phone died,” I blurted out, which was a lie. It was the reason why I had sat at the table, ignoring my phone and watching my surroundings so I wouldn’t see his call and wouldn’t feel the urge to pick it up. I could have also blocked his number, but I didn’t have the heart to—not yet. “Ryan, you don’t have to call.”

If she wasn't taken… then that means she disappeared on her own. She left without considering ‘us.’ That's the part that refuses to make sense to me. My phone vibrates, dragging me from my current thoughts. I ignore it, my head on one person. Then it buzzes again, and again for the third time. Only one person would keep calling even after being ignored. Releasing a heavy sigh, I lift the phone to my ear, not before sliding to answer, “What?” A cheerful voice comes through the speaker. “Good morning to you too.” I nearly roll my eyes. “You know you can at least pretend you missed me or pretend you enjoy hearing my voice.”

I’m sure I heard him mumble something like ‘so it was Eva’ and then his eyes got big. What am I missing here? He then picks up the phone, pale as shit. “Okay, I've got to go and catch up on something.” “Wait, what’s…?” I say, but the fucker ends the call. Okay, what the fuck was that? I know the bastard is hiding something. I text and call him, but he ignores both. Oh sure, that’s not fucking suspicious at all. I rub my jaw, thinking about what we talked about, but nothing stands out for him to act like that, and it’s giving me a damn headache. I call and text him again, but yet again, he fucking ignores me.

Perhaps, this place wasn't that bad after all. Maybe with time I'd get used to this life. Maybe with time, I'd fit in. Just then, the buzzing of my phone sliced through the air and I ignored it for a while. I thought ignoring it would pass a secret message to the caller, but I lied. The caller was persistent. With a groan, I stretched my hand across the table and grabbed the phone on the night stand and a smirk curled by the corner of my lips, my weak eyes widening a bit as I stared at the name which popped on my screen.

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