Should I Ghost Him Novels & Stories

And he walked away. For the seventh time in a row, my phone rang. Should I turn it off? Someone stole it from me when I took it out to turn it off. When I lifted my head to see who it was, it was Charlie. Charlie, "How long do you intend to ghost me?" "I have work to do," I said as I snatched back my phone from him. "Please don't bother me while I'm working." "Then when will you have time to talk to me?"

" Each word landed like a slap. "You never knew any of it. But she knew everything about you. "And when Grace's lies got Chloe attacked online, did you say one word to defend her?" Richard lowered his head. His trembling shoulders said it all. Tears hit the floor one drop at a time. "So, Richard Herrera. You don't deserve forgiveness. And you don't deserve a second chance." Ignoring his broken sobs, I went upstairs and called Paul. I told him to throw Richard out. And pack up everything he owned.

It was an email–on my private email address. My mouse pointer hovered around it for a while but then I clicked it. I didn’t need to think so hard to know who sent it. “We need to talk. There are a lot of things that you need to explain to us. You have ghosted us for way too long. Gina.” I sighed and decided to reply. She was right. They needed to know the truth, and my avoiding them only made it even more suspicious. Things were hard and it would simply be nice to know that my friends were looking out for me at least.

" Wow! It doesn't seem like she can see ghosts hmm. Yes she can see ghosts but she doesn’t want to tell to other people about that. "But you can see ghost duh!” I said with full of sarcasm. "Yep. If it's a real ghost, and are you scared in ghosts? Opps.. you’re a ghoster remember?" And my crazy friend laughed as if she wasn't a ghoster too. "Wow am I the only ghoster here? You too" I muttered to her. "Hmm Aeshe whats the feeling of being ghosted?” she asked me out of nowhere. "Did you see the guys who cry when we are leaving them? And to see a guy crying with just a week of flirting with them it would have been a lot of pain that it caused them to cry like that." I said to her.

The fact that he’s watching me the way he is shows that there’s a chance that he thinks I’m going to leave him in the dust. I’m not that kind of girl. I don’t ghost. I talk. The only time I think I would ever ghost anyone would be because someone is seriously creeping me out. I swallow hard, trying to push down the emotions warring in my chest. How to put this without sounding like an asshold or an idiot? “The whole. Thing. Like. This… Us.” My fingers grip onto his shirt. “The whole… pact. Do you still want to do this?” Why the HELL are there tears in my eyes?!

Deleted. What was I supposed to say? "Sorry I've been a ghost, but trust issues"? "Thanks for caring but I'm fucked anyway"? Instead, I turned my phone off completely. * * *

he says cheerfully “ Oh right, I should let you talk to her, and the next thing I'll know you met her and everything right” Ghost is a sneaky bastard, he knows damn well if he got the opportunity he will take it in one heartbeat. “ No, No I wouldn't do something like that, I would strictly do business,” he said with a hint of laughter behind it.

Without a second thought, I typed out a message to Ghost, my fingers tapping fast against the screen. Me: Next time, you better bring protection. ╰─────────────┄ °❀ It didn’t take long before my phone buzzed in my hand, his response lighting up my screen almost instantly, like he’d been waiting for me. ☠︎︎° ┄─────────────╮ Ghost: I don't remember agreeing to “your” rules, Red. ╰─────────────┄ °☠︎︎ I paused, lips pressing together, my pulse quickening. My fingers hovered over the keyboard before I shot back another text.

I will die of curiosity if I put the phone down now. To apologize or to explain why he ghosted? I am all ears if he wants to explain. I won’t believe him, though. But I do want to understand the mindset of a ghost. “How are you?” He asks. “Good.” “How are things in town?” “Why? Haven’t you been around? Or you ghosted every single person you knew?” He chuckles and goes quiet for a moment, then says, “I shouldn’t have… I miss you, though.”

“That doesn’t mean you’re not a great person. Or even a decent boyfriend. But the man I want to be with—he stays. Even when the world is falling apart.” “He holds me when he’s scared too. He doesn’t vanish without explanation and expect to come back like nothing happened.” I took a breath and stepped closer. “I’m not saying you shouldn’t choose yourself. I’m just saying—you didn’t even try. You ghosted me. For what? Because my name was being dragged through the mud and you didn’t want the dirt on you?” “Do you think I don’t know about you calling the sponsors? Telling them you’re still available even if they drop me?”