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A/N- Hey guys! Thanks so much for appreciating my book. When you see italics in this story, it means they're talking to themselselves(conscious).

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Riley
Okay, now I'm seriously worried about Lucas. He hasn't texted me since the day he got the flu. Does he hate me? Or did he find someone else?!! I thought to myself.

I'm pretty sure he has a reason, maybe try calling him again. I thought this through and decided to call him.

Ring...ring...ring...ring...

Hi this is Lucas, I can't come to the phone, but please leave a voice message. I'll try and get right back to you. Bye.

*BEEEEEP*

Drats, it's a stupid voicemail.

"Lucas, please pick up my calls, I sent you 55 voice messages and I miss you so much! Please call me back." I said trying to hold back my tears. The thought of him not replying back to me makes me want to go crazy.

I plopped my phone on the desk and waited for him to at least call me or text me to make sure he's okay.

Ring...ring...ring...ring...

I suddenly perked up from my bed, and answered the phone without seeing the screen. "Hello? Is this you Lucas?" I said. There was nothing, but silence. I could hear someone's breathing, but she/he isn't saying anything.

I looked at my phone and it said unknown caller. "Lucas, if this is you...I just want to say I love you." On the other end I still hear breathing and it sounded like he/she is whimpering. I waited eagerly to hear Lucas's voice, if it is him, but it's quiet.

One minuet later, he/she hung up on me. I looked at my phone and started to think who it was over the phone.

Lucas
I wasn't enjoying my time in Hawaii, even though it's a beautiful state, but it's missing someone in my life. And that someone is Riley. I looked at my cell phone and gotten 55 voice messages from Riley.

I decided to listen to the newest voice message and put it near my ear. Hearing Riley's voice, makes my heart ache. I just can't believe I had to move to Hawaii, when I could have spend my life in New York. I listened to the voicemail and cried.

I can hear Riley's desperation to make me call her back, but I just can't. I cannot let her know I moved. Dude, you got to tell her sooner or later, she will hate you if you kept this from her. No she wouldn't. At least call her back to make sure your okay. I decided to listen to my conscious.

I walked to the juice bar and used there public telephone. I dialed her number and waited for her to answer. When it finally stopped ringing, I heard her angelic voice. Every inch of my muscle was stiff. It felt like my throat is wrapped up making me hard to speak. I kept on being quiet and waited.

As I heard Riley's voice telling she loved me, It brought more pain in my chest. It's a good pain, not a bad pain. I truly did love Riley, more than ever. The way she smiled, always in a good mood, and best of all she listens and care about people she loves.

My throat still feel feels wrapped up, but I could breathe okay. I kept slouching on the counter and not saying anything, which makes me a chicken for not saying anything after what Riley said to me. I couldn't handle it anymore, I hung up the phone and walked home alone carrying a dark cloud over my head.

Maya
It's been two weeks since Riley and I haven't been talking to Farkle. Whenever I see them walking together, I couldn't help, but to just punch Missy. I know that's overrated, but I truly did feel like punching her.

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