robbers// joshler

i do miss you [thirty one]

word count: 330

i open my eyes to the light shining through our bedroom curtains. i reach for joshua, but all i'm left with is a cold empty space. i search some more and my hands meet a piece of paper. i open my eyes and sit up, grabbing the paper.

"hey, babe, conan called in sick so i had to cover his shift. originally it was gonna be you, but when i tried to wake you up just a few seconds ago you told me if i didn't let you sleep you were gonna steal all the blanket from me and hide it somewhere. so i'm off to work after im done writing this note.

you look so pretty when you sleep, tyler.

i miss you, already and i haven't even left. i love you, and good morning when you wake up," i read aloud to myself.

my tears fall onto the paper when i noticed the bottom folded over. i flatten it out on the bed and try to read it through my tears.

"p.s. do you miss me?"

i wipe my tears with the back of my hand.

"i do miss you," i say to the paper.

- 

when i'm done getting dressed i grab my phone and dial ashley's number.

"hello, you've reached the smart hotline."

"hello? yes can you help me be smart!"

"yes? what dumb thing have you done recently?"

"nothing actually. i need you to help a friend of mine!"

"what friend is this?"

"their name is ashley."

"ooh you bitch. i hate you."

"you love me."

"i do," she chuckles, "what did you call about?"

"me and joshua went shopping a while ago and got the... materials, and did he tell you the date?"

"yes, he did."

"okay, so you're all set?"

"yes. but if i die, i'm gonna come back and haunt you like a motherfucker."

"that's fair."

"i won't die... right?"

her voice sounds so unsure and i feel guilty for bringing them into this.

"no, ash, you won't die."

"good."

"do you wanna come over, and bring your son?"

"okay, we'll be over soon."

"ashley?"

"yeah?"

"i love you two."

"we love you too."