The Help Callie Rose Novels & Stories

“Cailen, honey, please come home. William's freaking out and he won't tell us what's wrong, only that he needs you to come home. Please come home, baby. I love you.” ‘End of final message, to erase all messages, please pres-’ Cailen hung up his phone, going to the contacts to find William's name. He tapped on it and hit call, watching the screen change and was about to put it to his ear when he saw the screen go black. He clicked the home button once and then again repeatedly when it remained black. His phone had died. Of fucking course. William was fucking worried about him, he had to call him and his fucking phone dies.

he says and then scratches his head. " Mr Matthews wanted me to know your answer " he says and I'm basically crying inside. Hot sexy accent " Yes yes I have made up my mind. I will help you " I say " Okay that's great. I will let him know. " He says. " Here is my number " he says and then hands me a paper where he had written his contact down for me. " Okay I will text you " I say " Cool. See you around Callum " he says and leaves

Also, should in case there be anyt sort of pictures or videos online regarding Rose's accident, they would be able to take it down immediately. Just when she would call Director Carlson, she remembered Diasy whom she had left behind in Rose’s mansion. She had called Richard and informed him to go meet her which she is sure he would have gone over, but then, she still felt the need to give Daisy a call, should in case she had woken up. She decided to call Daisy first, before calling Carlson. It rang but the call went unanswered. She called three more times, but it still went unanswered. She could not help but furrow her brows in confusion but then she shrugged. “She’s probably still asleep.”

I just stood there, frozen, staring at the phone. The girl paused, then said, a little thrown, "Liam? You there?" That voice—I knew it. It was Nina. Eighteen. Memories slammed into me like a wave. Twelve years ago, around this time, Nina called to tell me she was in love. I forced the panic down. My voice came out dry. "What do you want with Liam?" She hesitated. "Who is this?" I dodged it. "You're calling Liam Lambert... planning to confess, right?"

Snow was falling outside the hotel window in Helvetia when Silas received the call. "Prof. Stenson, Ms. Campbell is missing." The nurse's voice trembled through the line. His hand, mid-revising the slides for his next day's presentation, froze. "What do you mean, missing?" "She was discharged three days ago… We thought she'd gone home to recover, but when Dr. Keller went to check on her today, everything was gone—every personal belonging cleared out."

My voice was hoarse. He shifted awkwardly, words caught on his tongue. The aloof, untouchable man everyone knew was, in truth, a shy boy. Finally, he came forward, slipped off his jacket, and draped it gently around my shoulders. "I was worried about you," he murmured, blushing. Just then, my phone buzzed. It was a video message from Sarah. I opened it and my pupils shrank sharply. On screen, George and Sarah were undressed, tangled in bed. Sarah faced the camera, smiling with triumph and mockery. Beside her, George's profile appeared—his fingers tracing the beauty mark at the corner of her eye, his expression steeped in intoxicated pleasure.

Mel said and I nodded my head in agreement. The day ended with me going through my phone and checking the confirmed dramas that will Phoebe will be in. I didn't want to give up just yet. The next day, I got a call which abruptly woke me up. It wasn't a number that was saved in my phone but I still decided to answer it. "Hello?" I yawned lightly and sat on top of my bed. "Hello, is this miss Isla Peterson?" The caller I asked. "Yes, this is she." I answered.

She clicked on the answer button after seeing that it was Her manager, Stella Calling. ' What's wrong? ' she thought. " Hey, Sis? " Rose Greeted after Picking up the call. " Hi, Rose, there's an emergency can you meet me home? , Soon? " " Oh, what happened, I hope you aren't hurt? " Rose inquired worriedly. " I am not, I just have to tell you something important. " " Okay, I'll be there in half an hour. " " Alright, I hope I am not interrupting your date with Mr. Romero? "

Glancing through the file in front of her, she took notes of every detail on it until a call interrupted her line of concentration. She tilted her phone and frowned at the unknown ID on her call screen. ‘I am not expecting any call today. Rose knows about my whereabouts. so who owns this number?' Astrid thought as she stared at the call ring the second time. Before it ended, she answered it and muttered a soft-sweet hello. "Is this Miss Everhart?" the caller asked, piquing her interest. "Yes." "Alright, a friend of yours was involved in an accident. An ambulance took him to Sky City hospital. I called to inform you about his state," the caller said.

Rose said as she stomped her right foot on the floor in frustration. "Well, I'm sure I didn't mean it that way Rose. Maybe you misunderstood me." Jessica said with a gentle smile. Rose unlocked her phone that was still in her hand in case she had to call the paramedics to save her dying friend; and she played out Jessica's message. "Ro? Ro? I need your help, please come over as soon as you get this message. I'm dying, please help me..." Jessica's words were interrupted by the sound of her throwing up and then screaming in agony. This went on for about fifteen seconds as Rose held out the phone with a raised brow.