Novel & Cerita I'm Only One Call Away

"Of course I—" "Now, you'll start your car and drive away immediately I disconnect this call." ur car and drive away immediately I disconnect this call."

Isla called. "I'm okay. I'll stay here. Go have fun." I smiled as I said so. They walked over to the dance floor. A bottle of liquor that they had ordered was on the table, which I took no interest in. Sighing I picked my phone and started to scroll down my F******k newsfeed. "Hey, sexy lady. You seem to be alone." A familiar voice said, making my heart skip a beat. Shocked, and wide eyed, I looked at the owner of the voice.

It recoiled, arching it back and hissed at Suzanne before sprinting away. Suzanne stood back up, looking at her palm. It’s an ominous sign, she thought just as the phone in her back pocket began to ring. The ringtone was a BTS ‘Not Today’ ringtone. It was old man Hendricks. Suzanne blinked, wonder of wonders, Hendricks never called. She pressed the answer button and stepped into her grandmother’s unit. Grandmother was sitting on her bed sipping a can of beer. How grandmother had managed to smuggle in such rarity was beyond Suzanne’s understanding.

This should fix right away! * KRIIINGG KRIINGG KRIINNGG * - Hey boss, where are you? I think you are the only one who's missing here. - A voice stated after I answer the phone. " Okay! Okay! I will be there in ten minutes. " Then I hung it up.

Mari remarked, her voice tight with worry. I took my own phone out of my pocket and quickly fired off a text message. ‘Dude, where did you go? Everyone is panicking here. Can you just let someone know you are okay, bro, please.’ Whether there would be an answer or not, I didn't know, but it was certainly worth a try. I popped the prepared plastic bottle into the electric warmer and headed back into the living room. “It’s just warming up now,” I informed Mari. “I’ve called him twice more, and still absolutely no answer,” Mari explained, staring blankly at her phone screen.

" Good luck don't worry about me I will be here when you return" " Ok I will call you when I can"

I asked gently into the phone even though I knew that if I was the regular human, then Promise was the bat, the very nightcrawler of our friendship. “Who is there?” That's her voice sounding from a distance, but who picked? “Wear a fucking cloth, your towel is damp and barely covering your ass.” Carlos! Again? “Babe did you pick my phone?” Her voice sounded nearer now as she snatched the phone. “Hey Jenna, what's up? I just came out of the bathroom, I'll call you back,” she said in a rushed voice, ready to hang up. “Wait a sec, was that Carlos' voice that I heard just now?” I asked and she cleared her throat for a minute before answering.

I had never felt this resolute. "Let Anna take the Luna position. I don't want it anymore." Being rejected repeatedly made Jacob's expression turn ugly. "Once you leave this pack, what else can you even do?" Just then, his phone lit up. I saw a message from Anna pop up on the screen. [Jacob, I made the cheesecake you like today. Waiting for you to come home.] As he stared at the message, an involuntary smile tugged at the corners of his lips. Without even waiting for me to speak, he turned to leave, his tone rigid.

away and off from me as I have become all alone and empty, My phone rings aloud as Iv Wvj through the caller id, I've been off the internet the phone calls the messages the online chats everything, I roll my eyes in seeing the caller of all people I could receive their calls I end up with the sassiest bitch if all sassy ones, "Hello Kaitlin" "Thank goodness I almost thought you had died" "Aren't you all trying to kill me already?" "What do you mean, I called to congratulate you on your birthday"

**No Caller ID. I hesitated. Only Paula and Maryam had my number. A tinge of anxiety twisted in my chest. What if it was Maryam? We were supposed to meet at Downtown to head to the new apartment. She usually finished work by 6 PM, and we had agreed to meet at 9. Maybe something had happened. Swallowing the knot in my throat, I swiped the call. “I’m watching you,” a deep voice whispered. Cold. Male. Almost robotic, like it was run through a filter or… an AI.