One Call Away Lyrics Novels & Stories

What lay ahead, was a path with bouquet of flowers on every side. Lighting went up on every side, suddenly, it felt like I was in paradise. I didn't know how to react until music started playing in the background. I recognized the lyrics of the song so well. I've been looking for the one I've been searching for. Since I met you girl, I have see proverbs 31. The song was titled, “ The one ” by a Nigerian gospel singer, Festizie. Though it was sung in broken English, it still felt very appetizing.

~RUBY I was singing along to Doja's Agora Hills when my phone rang for the millionth time. I sighed, immediately knowing who the caller was before even checking the contact name. When has Ella never stressed the hell out of my life? I clicked the red icon, cutting the call and turning up the volume on the car speaker as the song started all over again. "Kissing and hope they caught us…" "Whether they like it or not…I wanna show you off… I wanna show you off…" I continued to sing, nodding my head to the beat when my phone rang again.

Fuck, I have no one else to call. Swallowing hard, I dial his number, and with a long gaze at the phone screen, I finally press the call button. The phone rings for a full minute, and then the call ends. Fuck, please pick up. Frustration is already clawing at my throat, and tears sting my eyes. Fucking pick up, please. I place the call again, and the phone rings for a while. Just as I think it's about to end, he picks up. I hastily take the phone to my ear and don't even wait.

I needed Ang. I pick up of my phone and dial her number. She does not pick up on the first few tries and I am about throw my phone away when I hear the ringtone that she had specifically placed in my phone for herself. Any guesses on the song? It was Man eater by Nelly Furtado...don't ask me why she picked it I press the green button and raise it to ears. "Hello?"

“Call them. They need to know right away.” The phone rang once. Then Lily’s voice answered on the other end. And the world held its breath.

But the doubt gnawed at me like a living thing. He had stepped out twenty minutes ago to take a call, promising he would be right back. I stared at the ceiling, counting the tiles to keep my thoughts from spiraling. When ten minutes turned into fifteen, I couldn’t stay still. I grabbed the crutches the nurse had left and hobbled out of the room, ignoring the nurse’s protest from the station. The hallway was quiet. I followed the sound of his voice around the corner to a small waiting area near the elevators. He was on the phone, back to me, speaking in that low, controlled tone he used when he didn’t want anyone to overhear.

“Wait how? That’s two good news then I guess, I-“ Sean’s voice was cut off when a call intercepted the convo from nowhere. The caller had their identity hidden and the tag displayed ‘UNKNOWN’. I decided to pick, could be my social stalker finally deciding me worthy enough to hear their voice and find out their gender. Once the call connected, I waited for him/her to talk but the line was just pitch silent. “Hel-“ a screech broke out before I could get my word out. Followed by a break in the call and then a line from a song broke through. The line played repeatedly before the whole call abruptly ended. What the fuck? The line that played like a song was “I’m coming for you”

Cain moves closer again before asking, “ What is?” “I don’t know,” I say with tears running down my face. I move my hands to cover my ears as the call is playing on an endless loop. I hear Alec and Cain speak to each other and I hear the loud thud of feet hitting the stairs as many people seem to be on the move.

I put the phone to my ear and it felt like he was making love to it through the phone, speaking to me in such a way. “Yes.” “You're a good girl.” I didn't even know what to say, until he spoke again. He was on normal call, not video call, if not I wanted to see him. “Turn off the lights.” I got out of bed and did just that. “Lie down and drop the phone, just listen to me.” I laid perfectly down, my chest heaving in anticipation. I was literally burning inside. All my emotions were barely contained. “Raise your stupid short dress up and take off your thong.”

I held the phone to my ear, heart hammering so hard I thought it might split me open. The call rang once. Twice. “Come on,” I whispered, gripping the device tighter. Three times. Four. The silence between each tone grew heavier, pressing down on my chest until I could barely breathe. Then her voice, distant and automated, filled the line. You’ve reached Jade O’Callahan. I can’t take your call right now. Leave a message after the tone. My stomach dropped.