Not Always There When You Call Novels & Stories

Sometimes I'm just surprised that he's in front of me just staring at me while I'm busy with the papers I'm reading. But there's almost nothing left now.I was instructed to send him an email, but I have yet to receive a response. Even in text and without a phone call. When I call him, he is always out of coverage. That's why I always leave a voice message and I hope he hears my voice message. I took my phone and dialed his number. "Th-"

“I've been summoned. Every time there is a catastrophe, you immediately think of me. Huh! But I'm unable to speak with you on call. There is a text on your phone! In as little time as you can, showed up there.” Before Stacy's mother could respond, the phone call was whittled off.

because there was no way I could’ve handled that sunshine smile or her sweet little snacks right now. I fished my phone out of my pocket and punched in her number. Rang once… twice… and straight to voicemail. Of course. Typical Maya... always elusive when I needed her most. She would’ve known exactly what to do now... she always does, like some kind of human GPS for my disaster life. I called again. And again... and again. Nada. Nothing.

I walked out of my room and saw no one in the living room…or in the kitchen. “Darren?” I called out but only got silence. I pursed my lips and immediately grabbed my phone to call her. “The subscriber is not available right now. Please try your call later.” The operator’s voice is fucking annoying even though she’s not at fault. I pursed my lips and took a deep breath as I kept on calling her again. Even when I’m changing, I was still calling her.

Whеn уоu’rе not wоrkіng thе ѕtrееtѕ іt’ѕ easy tо gеt lаzу, but I hаvеn’t. Mу phone screen lights uр whеn іt hаѕ enough роwеr. I have ѕоmе mіѕѕеd calls from Cаrrіе. Without lіѕtеnіng tо thе mеѕѕаgеѕ, I call hеr bасk. “Hеу, hоw’ѕ it gоіng?” “Blаkе, who thе hеll іѕ Nеоn Lips?”

“I'm going to the restroom for a minute.” Why does Jayden always show up at peak times like this. He's like a telepath, he always messes up my plans. While walking to the restroom, I picked up his call. “What's wrong with calling me?”

Where the hell did he go? I grabbed my phone and opened my call log. Maybe he’d called. Maybe I slept through it. But there were no missed calls. No texts. My chest tightened. What the fuck? I quickly scrolled to his name and hit call. Ring. Ring. Then… click. “This number is not available…” I yanked the phone from my ear and stared at the screen like it would suddenly give me an explanation. Disconnected? Ryan’s phone never dies. Hell, the guy carried a power bank like it was part of his wardrobe.

"Sorry have a lot on my mind these days." "Don't worry so much, you know he has a habit of falling off the grid sometimes. It annoys all of us but that's how Nicky is in a way," she replied giving me a pointed look that had me feeling a bit silly at the scenarios swimming around in my head. "I once made a promise to myself never to be one of those girls waiting around for the guy to call or text but I literally find myself jumping out of my skin anytime my phone rings. And I know that the shit he's involved in can get dangerous and consuming but would it kill him to at least just call and say 'hey I'm still alive'."

It never gets better. Because it’s always like this, always. If anything bad can happen, it will happen to me. I'm a bad luck magnet. Before I let my deficient brain go into mindless panic, I call Isabella, but an operator tells me her number is unavailable. She probably blocked me after giving birth, which doesn't surprise me. Then I call Theo... No answer. I also call Marco and Isaim. They don't answer either. I should call Nukea, but I still don't want to talk to her. She can fuck off if I'm that unbearable to be around.

My mother’s absence felt like abandonment, like the floor had been pulled out from under me. I pulled my phone out with shaking hands and turned it on. The first thing I did was call Nicholas. He would know what to do. He always knew what to do when my world tilted but the call didn’t go through. I tried again and again. By the fourth attempt, the message popped up in cold, merciless letters: Service Unavailable.