This is a story told in Voicemails. And if you cry you have to vote, or comment, or just add the story to your reading list. Ok so this is from the point of view of a girl who has just left town. But the person sending her messages thinks she is dead. He is using voicemail to be his own personal vent. So that he could tell her stuff he doesn't want to tell anyone else. Boy- Ryder Jackson- Bad Boy- Secretly Sweet- Was madly in love with Ava. Girl- Ava Bennett- Good Girl-Secretly alive. **Sometimes the sky cries gasoline instead of rain, in those times it takes all your strength , not to light a match and set yourself on fire. **All Rights Reserved