Not Always There When You Call Novels & Stories

Hayden checked his phone because it was unusual for it not to be ringing off the hook by this time. It always did. Life was never dull in this pack and with all the activity, there was so much to keep track of. Of course, he didn’t have a signal down here in the basement.

As I make my way through the crowded halls I decide to pull out my phone in order to text Heidi. Queen Heidi👑🥰 To Queen Heidi👑🥰: Hey babes! Can I come over? I need to talk to you. Not delivered Frustration immediately wells its way into my chest as I watch my text fail to send due to its lack of service. What the fuck?!!! Why are all of my texts and calls still not going through?! Is my phone broken? This has been happening ever since we came back from Vegas but I don't remember ever dropping it, so what would cause it to glitch like this?

And the person I would've called for exactly that… the one person who always knew how to talk me down off whatever ledge I was standing on was the same person lying in the ICU right now, unconscious, maybe dying. I pulled his phone out of my pocket. Scrolled to Felix and called. It rang. And rang. And rang. Nothing. Called again. Same thing. Straight to voicemail, no answer, no callback, nothing at all coming through the entire rest of that night. *************** Eighteen months Later I stood there staring at a stack of books, not really seeing them, my mind somewhere else entirely… somewhere it usually was these days — when a voice cut through the fog. "I've been standing here for 2 minutes

“No. We returned from school together, remember? If you haven’t seen her, then I won’t have either.” “That’s right.” He looked lost for a second, then he pressed on. “It’s just she’s always home when we return and even if she isn’t, she’ll call to know if we’ve had lunch and are having fun.” “Oh, yeah.” That was definitely true. “Have you tried calling her?” “Not reachable. The others too.” He said before I could ask. “Maybe I should try calling her.” I brought out my phone, closing the door and heading downstairs with him.

Please let that have been a dream. Slowly — cautiously — she reached for her phone. Her fingers hovered above the screen. If the call log wasn’t there, she would never drink again. She unlocked it. Recent Calls. Unknown Number. 12 minutes. Her heart started beating louder. She tapped it, half expecting more. There wasn’t. No follow-up call. No messages. No missed attempts. Nothing. The absence sat heavier than anything else could have. If he was weird, wouldn’t he have texted? If he was curious, wouldn’t he have tried again?

I drop my phone. "Dr... Dr....... Are you okay ???" The nurse is calling me. I am getting her voice but am unable to reply. Oh no. Where is Aayana ??? I hope she didn't get this news. I just put up my phone and dial Aayana. She is not picking up the call.

, Jack asks her “ Everything was fine until 8 o'clock when I tried to call him because he told me that he'll be at home by 8 o'clock, but he didn't reach home, so I just started calling him and I actually started panicking when he didn't pick up his call even after half an hour and soon after that his call got disconnected means it started telling that the number you are trying to reach is currently out of coverage area which really worried me

He knocked on it, but no one opened it even after waiting for so long. " Pearl.. " Pearl! " He called her again and again, but no one answered back. " That's weird " He took out his phone and called her. The call didn't go through. " The subscriber you are trying to reach is currently out of network coverage. " A robotic voice spoke. Daniel narrowed his eyes. He picked his phone and called Anastasia. " Hello? " The call was answered immediately. " Are you with Pearl? " " No, she is not in the campus today "

My phone kept vibrating nonstop with notification sounds. Faith stood up and asked, "Messages from Rita?" I glanced at the contact name and nodded. The corners of her lips curved upward into a smile.

However, disappointment filled her as the repeated rings went unanswered, a voice on the other end informing her that his line was unreachable. Despite Nora's persistent efforts, dialing Merrick's number multiple times, her hopes of reaching him dwindled as the automated voice on the other end repeated the disheartening message: "The number you have dialed is still unreachable." Each attempt only deepened her frustration, as the prospect of immediate communication with her boss seemed increasingly elusive. With a sigh of resignation, Nora held her phone down on her lap, momentarily conceding to the reality that direct contact with Merrick would not be possible at that moment. However, her de