Not Always There When You Call Novels & Stories

I called Grace to ask what had gone wrong, but she didn't answer her calls. I tried the girls too, they aren't picking as well. I was worried, what could be the problem?. I waited for a few minutes and tried my staff number again, it went through. “ Where are you? Why do you leave that place? And why don't you pick up your calls when I call?” I need an explanation from them. “We are sorry for not picking up your calls. We are on our way already. You will see us soon.”

I looked at him. “Also, I need to be able to contact you at any time. If I call you, pick up the call within the next few minutes. If you are not able to answer a call from me, I will leave a voicemail and you will have to call me back as soon as you get the message. In this case, you would better be ready with a good reason as to why you didn't answer the phone.” “B…but what if my phone battery goes dead during the day?”

*Grace* I had anticipated his call, my heart fluttering erratically every time my phone chimed. But David's voice never came through the other end, leaving me to ponder in an unsettling silence. Had our night together been a goodbye for us? Or was he simply too consumed by his busy life, unable to find a moment to reach out to me? That had never happened before, David had always found the time to call me, but what did I know? Maybe he was too busy.

Apparently everyone in Europe just puts up with the weather like neanderthals. I refresh my phone. Still nothing. I’ve been anxiously refreshing my phone every twenty minutes since my arrival. Expecting the worst, while simultaneously praying someone would just reach out and make contact. Notice that I’m gone at the very least. Nathanial hasn’t called. My mother hasn’t called. Chase hasn’t called. In spite of the fact that I know Natasha’s being a bitch. There’s a cool, terrible silence at the other end of every channel I have.

The plastic felt insignificant. Meaningless. Yet he couldn't seem to put it down. Finally, he grabbed his phone. Opened his contacts. Pressed call. The line rang. Once. Twice. Three times. Then voicemail. He ended the call immediately. Dialed again. Straight to voicemail. His expression darkened. That wasn't like Evelyn. She answered. Always. At midnight. At dawn. During vacations. During illnesses. During emergencies. She answered. Another call. Another voicemail.

I called, but there was nothing. Fuck!

The number you're trying to reach is not available at the moment. What's actually wrong? It's almost 12 p.m. yet she’s not responding. How do I reach out to her? I realized with a sudden, sharp fear that I have never been away from her like this for the past 10 years. She’s always been the background noise of my life. What do I do now?

Now we just have to get to Diana before the world ends. I pull out my phone and start dialing her number as Alec hands me back my wrist watch. ***The person you are trying to reach is not available. Please leave a message after the tone*** The call disconnects and my phone screen goes blank. “Of course!” I grunt, stomping down the stairs. “I forgot the goddamn network in this place stays on a permanent vacation.”

Where the hell is he that he is not picking up my calls when I need him the most now? 'Someone is following me, Alex. Please come to the T&B park, please' I type the message in my phone and click on the send icon, praying fervently that he sees the message and come to my rescue, but I feel my hope shattered when the message bounced back and tells me that he is not available.