G H O S T I N G
noun [goh-sting]The practice of suddenly ending all contact with a person without explanation, especially in a romantic relationship.
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Robbie walked towards the house at the end of the road, a smile on his face and a basket full of freshly baked bread on his arm. He walked up the pathway and knocks on the door. Moments later, it slowly opened.
"Hello there, [y/b/n]! Where's your sister?" Robbie asked as he stepped inside the house. The young boy didn't answer, assuming that Mr. Turner was playing a joke.
Robbie placed the basket on the kitchen counter and furrowed his eyebrows. "Where's [y/n]? I can't see her anywhere," He questioned and placed his hands on his hips.
"Didn't she tell you?"
"Tell me what [y/b/n]?"
"That she's not living here anymore. She moved away two weeks ago," He explained and Robbie watched him with disbelief.
Robbie started laughing, patting the boy on his shoulder then walking around the main room. "That's brilliant [y/b/n], you fooled me well-"
"I am playing no tricks Mr. Turner, my sister is away and she has been for quite a while now," He explained and Robbie sulked, "Mother told us to tell you though when you did not come over here we thought you found out."
Robbie kneeled down, "I don't only come here to meet your sister [y/b/n]. I admire your family."
Your brother told Robbie everything about you and why you had suddenly left without a word of warning. Your parents thought it wise for you to go away and train to be a nurse for the on-growing war. You protested against it, not wanting to be away from your Robbie. You loved him so much that not having him by your side would probably drive you insane.
You made excuses, you told your parents that you were much suited being at home and that your sister can go on to be a nurse. Your mother needs someone to support her but both your parents wanted to send the children away to learn and grow better.
In a matter of days, your bags were packed and you were taken to the main town by your family. You didn't even have a chance to say goodbye to the Turner family, especially Robbie.
All that Robbie said was goodbye, before walking out of your family's house and heading home. He didn't comment about anything, he didn't protest. All he felt was numbness, and he detested it.
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You laughed at a joke your friend was telling you involving one of her old neighbourhood friends. You then stopped by a post box and took out an envelope out of your coat pocket.
"What have you got there [y/n]?" She asked and you smiled softly.
"A letter for someone back home," You answered and she giggled.
"Is it for that dreamy Robbie Turner you go on about endlessly?" She teased and you rolled your eyes, and laughed.
"I just wish I could be with him..." You mumbled then slid the envelope through the post box opening.
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