Novel & Cerita I Blew Up My Boyfriends Phone

And to add salt on his wounds, my freaking boyfriend just ruined his career! He has a lot of answering to do! But where the hell was he? Picking up my phone, I called him again. But it went to the voicemail again. Letting out a curse, I threw the phone on the couch. It bounced off and dropped on the floor. It definitely had a crack on its glass. But I didn't care to pick it up again. To get some fresh air, I took my purse and stormed out of the penthouse. I needed to collect some clothes back from my home. And to have a small chat about my sudden relationship with Mom and Dad of course. They had been nagging to know what was going on with me and that prick!

"Beth! Joel is a freaking 7 Gold Life's." "Irene.. Calm down.. Don't freak out.." "How can I not freak out? You lied to me!" I said angrily but Beth just smiled. She asked me to sit and she walked away. I can't believe her. Beth asked me to join her to help her friend having a clothing sale and she lied. I can't believe that I believed her for this. I really hate her. I have a freaking boyfriend for god sakes! I decided to call Joe to tell him the truth.. I mean he- what! Oh shoot! My phone died.. I remembered that I charged it this morning. What the heck?! I tried to turn it on and it kept showing that it's low battery.

The first one started to speak and I snorted a little at that. “Is that so? When did he tell you that.” I demanded after a few seconds as I carefully pocketed my cracked phone after it had fallen on the ground yesterday, after father had hung up on me. I was going to have to get a new phone and dispose of this one, whenever I find time to go get it.

The man suddenly went berserk and threw my phone to the floor hard. The smash reverberated through the living room. That phone was barely a month old, with all the top specifications. The screen had spiderweb cracks, and the frame was in pieces. I was stunned in place. I never imagined that he would dare to break my phone. “You…” Before I could say more, the man picked up the filled bucket of water that had been meant for me and threw the water in my face. Its coldness was piercing as the water started seeping through my sweats, slicing into me like knives.

Ethan asked. I let out a cold laugh and shot back. "I could never call someone who stabs me in the back a friend. If you've got time to beg, you might as well go keep your promise and break Zachary's damn legs." Maybe he felt ashamed of himself. Because, the next second, Ethan hung up. I threw my phone against the wall in a fit of rage. The screen shattered instantly, leaving pieces scattered across the floor. I didn't want to see any more of his messages nor hear my phone ring ever again.

I blew out a relieved breath when I caught it, clutching it to my chest and saying a quick prayer to the heavens that nothing had happened to my still brand new phone. My mouth dropped when I turned the phone around. I was video calling him! I quickly ended the video call and cringed hard when I thought about his reaction to the call. And not only had I accidentally video called him, I had also sent him a slew of utter rubbish. I squeezed my eyes shut, my head falling back with a thud on my bed rest. What have I done?

He tried to move but I stopped him, getting up instead to help him get the phone. “Who is it?” He asked as I brought his phone closer “I don’t know, it doesn’t say. It’s a no caller’s ID” I replied finding it weird as I handed the phone to him “It must be Bobby” he said as he took the phone from my hand “Hello, what else do you want?” He asked very pissed. The sound of Bobby’s voice alone got on his nerves, so much as it did mine. After about five minutes, the call was over and Andre got so mad that he flinged the phone on the wall, breaking it immediately as the phone had hit the spot he aimed, before falling to the ground

Tonight it made my head pound. I tapped the screen again even though I already knew what I would see. Her profile picture was gone. I scoffed under my breath and tossed the phone onto the table. Truth was, I didn’t even have the damn pictures anymore. My phone got smashed a month ago by one of the new girls who caught me with two others in the VIP bathroom. She had gone completely insane. Started screaming about side chicks and respect like we were in some kind of relationship. Next thing I knew she was swinging my phone around like it was a weapon.

I was too happy to even notice what had broken. "What the fuck?!!" I heard and I turned to see three girls running towards the commotion I had heard earlier. Apparently, they were recording a Tiktok and I had hit the phone and tripod, causing everything to fall. "You broke my phone!!" The same girl yelled. "What the fuck is wrong with you? Are you blind or something? Do you know the cost of the phone you just broke? That was a new fucking phone." The second girl spoke, her red hair getting hot and fiery. My brain took a minute to process everything and the only thing I could come up with was

Who knows if he'll attempt to go through my phone. Elliot- Hey. When are you breaking up with Trevor? Honestly, I'm feeling impatient. I miss you so much. Yesterday's kiss was perfect. You're going to come over to my house after School, right? Baby. I need your ass in my dick. Oh shit. I scoffed and turned off my phone, putting it away. My nose scrunched. The messages were irritating as fuck. I started regretting why I had chosen this kind of dangerous path to find out the truth.