Should I Block His Number Novels & Stories

He had tried everything from charming me, and now it seemed he was sinking to lower levels. I had not blocked his number at the start, because I hadn’t been able to bring myself to do it. Clinging on to what we had. But reading his message turned my stomach. He was disgusting, and this could not carry on. And with a simple click, I blocked his number, knowing this was not going to stop while he could continue to contact me. And with that, I dropped my phone into my bag.

We haven't spoken since Saturday morning and I know we didn't end on good terms but I still would have thought he'd have given me a heads up that he wouldn't be here. I dial his number and bring my phone to my ear but the call doesn't connect; instead, I'm greeted with a recording that tells me that the number is unavailable. I give it a few minutes and try again but it's the same result. Figuring he's on another call I decide to type out a text to him but when I hit send it fails to deliver. He's blocked me. That bastard fucking blocked my number and a quick search on my socials confirms that I've also been blocked online too.

I deleted the message. But I didn’t block the number.

, I explained as Chris heaved a sigh. He moved to my front sitting on the table. "The best thing you can do is to avoid him, and that includes blocking his number", he explained As much as I wanted to be happy over his decision, blocking him is something my conscience won't allow. " Hmmm, don't block him. I will figure something out", I mumbled as he gave out a hiss, standing up as he moved to the bathroom. I could not do anything as my mind began to concur with blocking him. It is for the best or things might get complicated. I don't want any nightmare especially in my first week here.

It’s better if he doesn’t know about the others. A few moments later, my phone buzzes in my pocket. My father’s number flashes on the screen. I bet he’s trying to track me down, but I’ve already taken care of everything to make sure he can’t do that. And I won’t answer. I grab my phone and reject his call. Then I block his number. He’s going to be furious. Actually, he’s probably already fuming with rage. Me refusing to do his bidding, despite everything, makes him angry. He’ll throw his phone at the wall and scream at one of his men. Maybe he’ll punch something.

I look at my requested messages and sure enough there’s one from him. Alex Smith- ‘You can block my phone number but I will always find a way, I’m resourceful like that. Please I just want to talk’ I sighed, sitting down to eat my lunch and typed back a quick reply to him. Me- ‘I didn’t block you, but I guess you forgot I’m still in school. I can’t be answering you all day while I’m in class, you’ll get me in trouble.’ Alex- ‘Well I’m sorry I don’t want to get you in trouble I just want to talk’

Holden was speechless. Before he could react in time, Zayn had already hung up the call. He huffed in anger and told Sabrina. “Don’t pick up the call from this kind of person in the future! Block his number directly when you see it! This is not a local number, so you can tell at a glance. Why did you pick up his call and let yourself get angry?”

I don’t want to do anything with him. So I reply. Me: Don’t ever try to text or approach me again West. I won’t take shit from you anymore. I am blocking this number. To my surprise, he replies immediately. West: Wait Nat! Don’t. I shake my head and block him, anyway. I make a mental note to avoid unknown numbers, too. Just in case he still tries to text or call me. Afterward, I call Jacob to ask if I could borrow notes from the last class I skipped. He still doesn’t answer.

"Natalia please talk to me.Let me explain." If you think I haven't blocked his number.Then you can't be more wrong.We are talking about Etienne Freaking Martin.He is texting me from different number every single time.And me being the stubborn ass,has blocked every single number. As soon as I was going to block the number.A voice message buzzed on the phone. I deleted it without hearing. I can't do this to myself.Why should I be the one to hear excuses? Given my relationship with him I should have given him the benefit of doubt if I wouldn't have caught him red handed.But..what I saw was not a mistake.Nope.It wasn't.

"Could I get your contact info? I'd love to buy you a coffee to thank you!" A coffee? Yeah, right. A coffee laced with poison, probably. "No, thank you. I'm busy." I hung up, found the transaction record, and sent the money straight back. Then I blocked his number without a second thought. A few minutes later, I got a friend request on a social media app. The profile picture was a handsome young man in a selfie at an art gallery. [Ma'am, I'm not a bad guy, why did you block me? SAD]