Should I Ghost Him Novels & Stories

"He said nothing. Zero. He just pushed me out and said it was for the best. Not calling." One empty bottle of Merlot later, the phone is in my hand anyway. The call goes unanswered. "Told you," I say, showing Aria the screen. "Ghosted." "Wow. That's cold." She shrugs. "Better to know now." "What does that mean?" "Imagine six months from now, or a year, and then he disappears. This way you didn't have time to get attached." A laugh almost escapes because the truth is crueler than that.

"Then what are you asking." He pulled a card from his back pocket, a plain black card with a single number printed on it, no name, no address, nothing else. He set it on the edge of the bench between them. "If you ever want a real rematch. Not for money. Not for a bet. Just to see who's actually faster. No surprises. Clean. Call me." She studied the card. She didn't pick it up. "And if I don't call?" "Then I'll know you're scared."

after I accepted what is happening around me, I decided to go talk to Matteo one last time, because I realized the I'm a curse to everyone I know, and if I want him to survive, then the best thing to do is leave him. "I know you don't remember me, and it's probably for the best, " I paused and he was lying there listening to me, I continued"but I just wanted to say if you remember everything one day, don't hate me, because, hmmm, you've helped me get free from someone who hurt me, you showed what love really means, and that you shouldn't judge someone so quickly or because of people this person knows, so thank you, " and I quickly headed because I couldn't handle staying here.

* "I understand you, my friend. But what exactly can you do? It's done, it's done! There is nothing you can do about that now. You should just live the way you are living now. You know that if your husband finds out about this whole thing, it would be worse for you! They are not anywhere around here!" "This is really not good, Felicia! It's not good at all! Well, I will try not to think too much about it. It's been years already now..." *Sigh* "That's my point, my friend. Just forget the past and focus on the present and your future right now" "Ok. Thank you, Felicia. We will talk more again soon" "You are always welcome, my friend. Please, take care of yourself" "Yes, I will and take care t

"You almost had me fooled again. You always do this. It's disgusting. "You and Leah grew up in the same household. Why is she so pure and kind, while you're this despicable? "I won't believe you anymore. If you keep acting obsessive, then get ready for my rejection!" If this were before, I would have immediately caved, humbled myself, and begged for peace. I knew he was waiting for that. But today, I wouldn't do it again. I took a deep breath and made sure my voice was steady and firm before saying, "I accept it. Let's go through with the rejection in a few days."

"He asked me to dance, so I agreed. That's all there is to it." "Is that the truth?" "I don't need to explain myself to you, Nicholas. Whatever happened between us is in the past. You were the one that walked away, remember? So, I suggest you back off. Now." "I was wrong. I was stupid, and I shouldn't have let you go. I just didn't know what I wanted." "Oh, so ghosting me immediately after fucking me was your way of telling me you didn't want me?" "That's not what I meant."

“Don’t bother yourself anymore. I don’t want anyone suspecting me. She already knows I don’t like her, and I bet she’s pointing fingers at me as we speak.” “If you insist. Your wish is my command. Whatever you say, I am cool with it. Should you be ready to strike into action, I am just one call away,” Ghost said as he pledged his allegiance to me. I terminated the call to enable me to focus on my thoughts. As I sat on my bed trying to figure out a way out of my mess, my phone rang. It was a call from Ghost. I didn’t answer the phone, but I was excited that Ghost had called to break the good news to me. I was already preparing to purchase champagne to celebrate the death of Olivia.

“What? You think it’s impossible to ghost someone you live with?” “Of course it’s impossible.” “Well, you pulled it off. Don’t you think you need an award?” “I didn’t ghost you, what are you talking about?” I giggled girlishly, so girlish that it echoed in the back of my head even after I stopped. “You remember the guys from the restaurant?” he asked and my spirit tanked. “What about them?” “They want to properly apologize to you.” “That’s not necessary,” I said, pulling my hand from him.

“Not tonight. You need to do what the sender wants. You need to stay the hell away from her until this is over. If you can’t handle it, and you think you’re going to break, then don’t answer the call at all.” I stare at the phone anxiously. What excuse can I possibly give my girlfriend for ghosting her tonight? And not just tonight alone, completely until this all goes away. Dre won’t understand, even worse it’ll hurt her so much. The phone stops buzzing but a heart beat later, it starts buzzing all over again. What if she’s in trouble? It’s barely an hour to midnight and she’s all alone. She could be scared, worried sick, wondering where the hell I’m at.

“I needed space.” “Space.” I let out a short, disbelieving laugh. He was actually unbelievable. “Even if you needed space, it’s pretty easy to type that out, Flynn.” I didn’t expect myself to go off on him like this, especially after telling myself I was done with him, but since he wanted to talk, I had to make sure he heard me. Kissing a girl and ghosting her was an asshole move. “Is that why you decided to go with him?”