Voice Mail - Three

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I twisted the knob and the door slowly creaked open. Swallowing the lump in my throat, I switched on the light and emptiness greeted me.

Coming in, I closed the door shut behind me and locked it.

"Welcome home." I murmured sarcastically. I smiled bitterly and scanned the room.

A small lilac couch and a table sits on the right corner. The walls and curtains were painted faded violet. I put aside my luggage and walked further into the room. I saw a mini kitchen, one bathroom and a small bedroom. All were in different shades of violet.

"I painted your room in all shades of violet. It's your favorite color."

Beatrice voice echoing in my head.

Yeah, violet. When did I like that color? But anyway it's cute.

I walked inside my room and throw myself on the bed. I laid, staring on the ceiling like all the answers in the world were written there.

I took a shaky breath. A drop of tear crawling on the left side of my cheek. My throat aching, millions of needle piercing my heart making me harder to breathe.

I closed my eyes and let it all sink in.

How funny it is, that in just a snapped, everything in your life would change. Everything, including yourself.

I can't even remember the last scenes before the plane crashed. Before my life crushed to pieces.

"What now?" I spoke between the trembling of my voice.

I got up and blinked back my tears. I fished my phone in my pocket and called the person that I trusted more than anyone. After how many attempts, still no answer.

Dialing for the nth time, I was sent directly to voice mail.

Giving up, I throw my phone away. I laid back to bed again, hugged my knees then I cried. I cried for an unknown emptiness I felt.

This emptiness is eating me whole. Making me think of an unnecessary thoughts that I wanted to do.

"Maybe I'll be good as dead. Nobody want me anyway. Maybe that's why they send me here, away from them." I thought bitterly, a fresh tear making its way down my cheeks.

I was crying my eyes out when a beep from the living room startled me.

I ignored it but it beeped again.

"Fudge." I lazily got up, cleared my eyes then went to living room.

Walking in the small pathway, I froze.

"How come.. I didn't hear it ring?" Maybe I'm so caught up crying.

Shaking the weird thoughts away, I pressed the button.

Static.

All I can hear at first was just static sounds. Until I heard like someone's sobbing.

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