Staring at my phone, waiting for the screen to light with a buzz and a message, or a call causing my phone to quake was starting to make the empty wood space around me lonely. The loud but distant voices of kids having fun, and me still being more partial to my book reminded me of how I got to this situation. Not a bad situation. But a situation. Of playing cat and mouse. Except there are two cats, and neither of which seem eager to chase the mouse. One cat at least talks to the mouse time to time. But not right now, for the mouse, me, feels super emotional for no reason. It's a huge flaw of mine but one you can easily get over. I hope.
I get restless with reading, and tediously using my phone to check my empty texts without using my phones dying battery. My black dollar store flip flops are a little dirty, so besides my aching legs cry of mercy I stand to wash them, leaving my phone in the cool shade. I walked swiftly, okay I waddled like a influenced teenager. Staggering, holding a quite sense of false an obviously made up swagger just to keep my nonexistent ego unharmed. I finally reached the sort of beach like lake area, avoiding sand from my toes at all costs.
Finally reaching and rinsing my toes and shoes, I head back fully aware of the judging eyes peering at my clothes. A pajama tank with an accompanying blush stained poofy pair of shorts. I dismissed the judging and walked back into the over grown brush of woods. Jumping over poison ivy as if it were legos, I finally made it back and saw four missed messages.
C'mon, one of them has to been from at least Jacks. C'mon, c'mon, c'mon open up stupid phone.
No dice. All from my friend, whom I love yes, and am glad to hear word from. I always love hearing from her, but still my stupid pathetic heart longs for the vibration and notification of one of two cats. Knowing one will never answer, praying to whatever god exists that one of the two of them will answer.
Me: hey, call whenever if your not busy. I kinda need to hear a friendly voice :p
J: yea, I can't call rn but I will whenever I can
Me: thx b, means the world :)
Him: anytime bb
Me: hey, mind calling if your not busy?
A: sorry can't. Friend over
Me: well jeez, sorry for trying to actually talk to you. Tell him not to act too gay.
After being dragged into the lake for the third or fourth time that day, I tried to stay on the beach texting my possibly favorite female. Her and I texted back and fourth, and she's someone I can call and expect a call back from in five minutes 99% of the time. Her and I don't go long back, but are closer then many people know. We texted back and fourth until my silly friend dragged my lazy self into the lake, where I sat un-entertained on the soggy sand ground. I love the lake, but my entire body aches as if I had done nothing more then run while lifting rocks all day bare foot.
I half heartily played a silly children's game while watching the youngest ones and looked longingly to my phone. Finally finding an escape, I ran back and called Ginny.
Ring ring ring.
Ring ring ring.
Ring ring ring.
Ring ring ring.
The person you are trying to call has a voicemail that has not been set up yet. Please try again later.
I sighed upset to hear dial tone, tossing my phone to the sand and placing my hat to my head.
Ring rin-
I picked up not too much after the first ring and happily placed the phone to my ear. Talking back and forth, being silly and just enjoying myself until I couldn't. I had to go back to the trailer, despite rather wanting to talk all day with Ginny. I'll admit it. I kinda have a crush on her. Kinda maybe sorta definitely. But we're both in relationships. So sadly, that means playing nice. As nicely as she does anyway.
Me: SOS scared Sam needing you!
Ginny: WHAT
Ginny: WHATS WRONG
Ginny: HOW CAN I HELP?!
Me: I'm outside all alone and scared to heck but I refuse to go inside. But all the noises and scary shadows and stuff are really freaking me out.
Ginny: heya Baby, dont worry alrighty? I'm here. For now. And always 🖤
