I awoke to my phone buzzing incessantly at the crack of dawn.
Nine texts? Three missed calls? What the hell? And all of them from Johnny. Then, my memory flashed back to the text I sent him right before falling asleep the night before. Oops.
I noticed at that moment I had one voicemail in addition to all the texts and missed calls. Before I even bothered checking my other messages, my curiosity got the better of me and I decided to listen to my voicemail. It was, again, from Johnny. From the looks of it, he had left this message at 2:23 AM, roughly an hour after we last spoke and I fell asleep the night before.
"Lucy..." his voice was strained and rough, "you should know better than to send me something like that and then not reply to me when I try to reach you. You'll be getting a... talking-to at work today." I felt my insides clench unwillingly. Oh, shit.
I looked through my texts and missed calls next.
1:46 AM—missed call from Johnny
Johnny (1:47 AM): Call me back baby
Johnny (1:49 AM): Fuck
Johnny (1:53 AM): Can't stop thinking about u
1:56 AM—missed call from Johnny
Johnny (1:58 AM): You fell asleep on me
Johnny (2:13 AM): Wish I was with you
Johnny (2:20 AM): You're so fcking hot
Johnny (2:21 AM): Sry drinkng too much
Johnny (2:23 AM): Fuck wish I was with you
2:23 AM—missed call from Johnny
Johnny (2:25 AM): Goodnight. Sry. See u at work
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The Other Brother
Romance❝𝒀𝒆𝒔, 𝒔𝒘𝒆𝒆𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒕. 𝑺𝒊𝒕. 𝒀𝒐𝒖 𝒕𝒂𝒔𝒕𝒆 𝒍𝒊𝒌𝒆 𝒇⁕⁕𝒌𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒉𝒆𝒂𝒗𝒆𝒏, 𝒂𝒏𝒈𝒆𝒍. 𝒀𝒐𝒖'𝒓𝒆 𝒕𝒂𝒌𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒊𝒕 𝒔𝒐 𝒘𝒆𝒍𝒍, 𝒃𝒂𝒃𝒚 𝒈𝒊𝒓𝒍. 𝑺𝒐 𝒈𝒐𝒐𝒅 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝒎𝒆.❞ ✘ After experiencing crushing heartbreak, twenty-s...