ghost was shaking. it was her birthday && he tried to call her. he knew she wouldn’t answer, he wasn’t crazy, but in the time that she’d passed, he would call just to hear her voicemail.
❝ hey, it’s parker park here, ❞ she would giggle at both how funny it sounded && how nice it was to know that in just a few months, she was going to be his wife with her goofy name && him by her side. ❝ i either couldn’t make it to the phone, or i’m ignoring you. try && figure it out && then decide if it’s best to leave a message. have a lovely day, kisses !!! ❞
he cradled his sweater to himself, staring at the shattered phone across the room as if it had betrayed him. ❝ the number you are trying to reach has been disconnected — ❞
a pained yell escaped him as he tried to contain his panicked breathing. her heard a knock on the door && if he could have even managed to get up from where he’d collapsed onto the ground, he would have ran for it, because no one should see him like this.
( @hypnvsis )